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milkxtea666 · 2 years

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🖤A Little Hate🖤

Ch. 2 Frustration

Chapter 1

Pairing: Eddie Munson x (fem) Reader

Summary: As if being the new kid isn't hard as is, having one month of school, no friends, joining a club at the wrong time, making embarrassing first impressions, and being homesick makes it harder. So here to making new friends (and enemies)! It just gets more frustrating as it goes.

W/C: 4.8k

Warning: This is going to take place after season 4! So let's pretend all is well, Eddie didn't die, or that the "earthquake" was that bad. This is also gonna be a slow burn and an enemies to lovers! In addition, this chapter is going to be frustrating, hence the title, it's gonna make you scream OMG JUST SAY SORRY ITS SO EASY, so.... yeah teehee TW: SLIGHT GORE MENTION

A/N: remember i post first on AO3! plz give a kudos there if u can!! @/ kth666

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The bell rang as soon as I sat down on my seat. Debs looked up at me and gave me a quick smile before continuing what I would assume was last minute homework. Good, she didn’t talk to me; although I felt better from yesterday, I still can’t help but feel betrayed by her.

Yesterday was one of the worst days of my life, I don’t know if I made it clear enough. After the embarrassing incident with my neighbor I did the sketch that I had to do, repressing all the memories in the presses. Repressing my embarrassing memories didn't work as well as I planned to, but at least I finished the sketch -it was half assed but I couldn’t care less-. Now, here comes the part that I’m dreading; I have to go to the Hellfire Club to paint. Not only will my reputation be damaged if I am seen there, but I will also have to confront my neighbor. I just know that he’s the type of guy to bring up embarrassing stuff from the past, he’s going to tease me. If worse comes to worse I guess I’ll have to report him for bullying. Check-mate.

Brunch time rolled around and I made my way to the club room. Walking towards me was Aubrey, she gave me a wide smile and waved at me.

“Y/N!” She called. I gave her a small smile and stopped to talk to her.

“Hey Aubry, what’s up?” I asked politely.

“I wanted to tell you that you’ll have to spend your brunch and lunch at your club room until you finish your painting. I don’t think I told you that yesterday.” She informed me. You have to be kidding me, I was already dreading going there for brunch, now I have to go there for lunch too?

“Is it mandatory?” I asked with slight dread in my tone.

“Well, no, but it is best to be there two times a day in order to be able to finish by the end of the month. However, if you’re busy at brunch or lunch you can always work on it before or after school!” She in a nice voice that almost sounded fake; but who am I to say that, I do the same thing. Then someone called for Aubrey and just like that she left.

Is it too late to tell mother that I don’t want to move after all?

I sighed and continued to the club room, my new hangout spot apparently, for the rest of the year. I walked up to the door and knocked, no one answered. I opened it and took a peek inside the room, it was empty. Hell yes, no one to confront! I made my way inside and turned on the lights and the room was better lit than it was yesterday. I looked around the room more closely since yesterday I didn't really get a good look at it. The table in the middle had little figurines and weird looking dice spread out. At the end of the table was a chair that looked like a throne, now what in the world even is this? I took a closer look at one of the figurines at the end of the table, it looked like a monster of sorts. I don’t know why I was intrigued by it so much but I went to pick it up to get an even closer look at it. Just as I was about to touch it I felt someone behind me, towering over me.

“What are you doing?” a familiar voice asked. Don’t tell me it’s him. I slowly turned around and yep, it was him. “Most importantly, why are you touching Lord Vecna?”

“Sorry,” I simply said with a pissed off tone “I just wanted a closer look. Most importantly, why are you sneaking up on someone? Don’t you know that's rude?”

“Damn,” he said and put both his hands up “my bad.”

“I am here to paint the door, now if you’ll excuse me.” I said and walked past him to the door. I put my bag down and took out all my supplies. I’ll just ignore him because now he’s actually getting on my nerves, and I don’t want to give him the attention he's asking for. Is this mean of me? Yes, but then again who am I trying to impress, plus it’s not like I am actually being mean to him to his face.

“Alright, I can’t help but think that we got off the wrong foot.” He said and clapped.

“Ya think?” I responded with my back still turned to him. I took out a pencil and started to draw my outline on the door because right now, I want to focus on the painting, and not making small talk.

“Wow, no yeah, we definitely got off on the wrong foot.” he said I can tell from his voice that he was becoming fed up. I shrugged my shoulders and continued to draw. “Eddie,” he then said. I looked over my shoulders and saw him play with the rings on his fingers “My name’s Eddie, just thought you should know.” And with that he took a seat at the table and started to write something.

I have to admit, I do feel a little bit bad for being mean. But at this point, my ego was in the way of making things right, and I was also emotionally exhausted, I don’t have the energy to express my feelings to anyone. I went back to drawing and got lost in my own thoughts. The room was completely silent, all you could hear was the scribbles Eddie and I were making.

Soon enough the bell rang, I packed up my things and took one final look at what I got done. So far the dragon’s outline was complete. It turned out pretty good considering that I am half-assing this. I put on my backpack and opened the door to leave, I took a glance at the table and saw Eddie still writing, completely focused on his work. I then walked out of the room and made my way to my class.

Surprisingly my day was going somewhat smoothly. Debs didn’t really talk to me, nor did anyone else. Which is a good thing, don't get me wrong. The only part of my day that is not going smoothly is when I have to go to the club room, but what can you do? So long as I don’t talk to anyone, especially Eddie, then I should be good.

I spoke too soon.

As the end of my math class was approaching, the teacher let us have some free time before lunch. I took this time to unwind and relax. So, I took out my walkman and headphones and started to listen to some Iron Maiden. I put my head down to rest for a little before I have to go back to hell, no, HellFire. I closed my eyes for a few seconds before I felt a slight tap on my shoulder. I looked up and saw the kid beside me give me a small smile. I took off my headphones and smiled back. He looked nice, he had short light brown hair, freckles, and a red sleeveless flannel. I hope he doesn’t fake me out just like Debs did.

“Hey, I’m Gareth.” He said politely.

“I’m Y/N.” I said back. He looked at my walkman that was placed at the corner of my desk and pointed at it.

“You’re into Iron Maiden?” He asked, almost not believing that I am actually listening to it. What did he expect? That I just have the tape and not enjoy it?

“Oh, um yeah! They’re one of my favorites.” I replied with slight enthusiasm.

“That's sick! Finally, someone else that listens to them too,” He said as he leaned back into his chair. He looked back at me and asked me, “So, do you listen to other bands like that?”

“I do!” Am I finally making an actual friend? A friend that is actually interested in me, and not just using me for a club? “I also like Metallica, DIO, Pantera, and W.A.S.P. Just to name a few.” I rambled. The smile on Gareth’s face only grew, but then he looked confused.

“You don’t look like the type of person to listen to that type of music.” he smirked. I playfully roll my eyes and give a small chuckle.

“Yeah, I know.” I responded.

“Hey, do you wanna have lunch with my friends tomorrow? They also like that kind of music. We’re also in a band. I think we’ll get along well.” Gareth offered. My eyes widened, I was in awe.

“Really? I’d love to!”

“Cool!”

The bell rang right after and we started to pack up our stuff. I got up and threw my bag over my shoulder.

“See you tomorrow.” Gareth said.

“See ya.” I smiled.

We parted ways and I made my way to the club room. That interaction really lifted my spirits, I was actually looking forward to tomorrow instead of dreading it. But then the door to the HellFire club was in front of me and my mood dropped again. I took a deep breath to prepare for anything that might happen, then again I planned to shut the world out and only focus on the painting. I opened the door to come in and saw Eddie sitting on the throne, his hands were clasped together in front of him, and he wore a smirk on his face.

“Welcome back.” He said. I didn't give him a response, I simply looked at him, then turned my attention to the door. I put my stuff down and took out the paints I’ll need. I heard him sigh and rustle. Sure, the silent treatment is brutal but I was not going to let him get the satisfaction of teasing me. As I started to paint I heard him get up and walk to me.

“I was being nice and gave you a warm welcome.” He said sternly. I shrugged in response. “Why are you ignoring me?” I stayed silent. Maybe it’s because I’ve had nothing but negative impressions of him.

“Is it something I did? Something I said?” Eddie sounded genuinely concerned, I almost wanted to explain everything; but I know that I’ll end up saying something wrong. He was now standing at my side and looking down at me. I looked up at him and to my surprise he looked apologetic. His big doe eyes were glossy and full of worry.

“If it is because of me I’m very sorry. I mean it.” He said, his voice soft and gentle. I was at a loss for words. I didn’t know what to say, I wanted to say something to him. I wanted to tell him that it was all my fault, that he didn’t do anything wrong; I was just being a bitch. But I didn’t know how to word it.

Eddie gave me a look of defeat and looked away. I should have told him the truth, but I couldn’t move or say anything. He reached for the door and walked out. I think he finally gave up on me.

Now it was just me alone in the room. All I could think about was what I could have done to prevent all this from happening. I was full of regret and guilt. Now I actually have to apologize to him no matter what. Next time I see him I’ll do it for sure.

But for now, I have paint that is on the brink of drying. I’ll think of my apology while I paint.

This is all my fault.

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I propped my bike up against my trailer and headed inside. I went to my room, put my stuff down and collapsed on my bed. I was exhausted. This day was an emotional rollercoaster. One minute I was happy because I made a new friend, and the next I was feeling immense guilt. The issue was that this could have all been avoided if I expressed my feelings, but it is so hard to do so. I need to write down in detail all my feelings so when it comes to explaining myself I’ll tell the truth and give my reasons. I got up from my bed and took out a piece of paper and pen. I sat back down at my bed and used a textbook as a hard surface, and began writing.

After a while I filled up the whole page and felt like I just regurgitated everything, it felt therapeutic. I looked over the paper to check for any mistakes, or to see if I left out anything. It looked good to me so I folded it up and put it in my bag. As soon as I did I heard my mother open the door. I walked out to greet her.

“Hi mummy.” I said and hugged her.

“Hi darling, how was school?” she asked as she kissed the top of my head.

“It was alright, I couldn’t help but feel homesick.” I shrugged.

“Oh baby,” my mother sympathized. “I know how you feel. But just remember, it’s only for a month. Before you know it you’ll go back to California for university, and you’ll only have to come back here for vacations.”

I nodded in response, but still hated the fact that I’ll still have to come back.

“Oh mummy, by the way, Tomorrow I have to stay after school because of the art club.” I informed.

“How late are you going to stay? Do I need to pick you up?” She asked

“I’m not sure, but it’s okay, I can take myself home.”

“If you’re going to stay late I don’t want you to come home by yourself.”

“I’ll be fine mummy. I’ll head back as soon as the sun sets, I’ll make sure of it.”

“If you say so. Now have you eaten? Wanna go out and grab some pizza?” Mother offered. My face lit up in excitement.

“Yes, let's go!” I replied. We headed out the trailer and made our way to the car. As I opened the door I saw Eddie’s van pull up in his driveway. He got out quickly and looked back at me. We locked eyes for a moment. Both our faces showed no emotion, he was the first to turn away and he walked into his trailer.

“Do you know him, Y/N?” Mother asked.

“Not really,” I responded and got in the car. “I’ve just bumped into him a few times.” Mother got inside the car and started it.

“Just be careful who you hang out around, okay?” She asked,

“Okay.” Mother started the car and we were off.

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Today was a new day. A day in which everything can go well, or horrible. I have so much to do; I need to apologize to Eddie, eat lunch with a group of people I don’t even know, and I have to stay after school. It is going to be a miracle if I make it to the end of the day sane.

I got out of my bed and freshened up. I brushed my hair and let it down for the day. My outfit for the day was planned; I am going to wear my Black Sabbath shirt that I have hidden. But for safety I am going to wear a flannel over it so mother doesn’t see it. I finished getting ready and went to the kitchen to get breakfast. Mother came into the kitchen and served herself coffee.

“Morning.” I said and served myself cereal.

“Good morning sweetie.” Mother responded. It was a calm morning, we didn’t really converse, but not in a bad way. I finished my food and put my bowl in the sink. As I rolled up my sleeves to wash my bowl I looked out the kitchen window and saw a small car go into Eddie’s driveway. I saw the same man get out of the car; I can only assume that he’s Eddie’s dad. As the man opened the door to go in the trailer, Eddie was leaving. They gave each other a quick hug before departing ways. Eddie then got in his van, I could right away hear the loud music he was blasting. I looked down to wash my dishes and when I looked back up he was gone.

I headed to school and prepared myself for this eventful day. I arrived at school and headed right away to homeroom. Debs just looked up at me with a smile and went back to her work again, So is she just not going to talk to me again? Did she really just use me? Whatever, I already knew this was coming; so I paid no mind to it. My first classes flew by fast and it was brunch time before I knew it.

My heart was beating fast, I was nervous for this confrontation I’ll have with Eddie. If I could, I would continue with the silent treatment. But, I know that that would be incredibly immature of me. I had to swallow my pride and apologize.

I was at the room already and opened the door. I expected Eddie to be inside already but the room was empty, the lights were off too. I turned on the lights and looked around the room to make sure that it was empty. It was. I sighed in relief and put my stuff down. I once again got out my supplies and started to paint.

As I painted I started to calm down. The more painting I was doing the more prepared I was to apologize. I had a fine line I needed to paint so all of my focus was on that, and not the confrontation. I inched closer to the door to get that precise line, then the door swung open and hit me right on my nose. I fell back and landed on my butt.

“Ow! What the fuck?” I grunted in pain. I held my hand over my nose to soothe it. I looked up to see who did this, and it was none other than Eddie. His face was full of shock, right away he kneeled next to me and placed his hand on my shoulder.

“I am so sorry,” he said in a panic, “I didn’t mean to. Are you okay? Does it hurt?”

“No yeah I’m totally fine,” I replied sarcastically. I took my hand away from my nose and saw blood on it. I showed him my bloody hand and rolled my eyes, “Do I look okay?”

“Shit, we got to get you to the nurse’s office now.” he said as he got up. He was about to help me up but I held my ground. There is no way in hell I am going to be seen with him, especially not like this. Not only will my reputation be even more ruined, but people will think that he probably beat me up. It’s not only for my sake, but his too.

“No!” I stated, I wiped my nose with my clean hand and got up, “I’ll be fine.”

“Are you kidding me?” he said in disbelief, “You could have a broken nose, let’s just go to the nurse.”

“If it was a broken nose I would be in agonizing pain.” I said. I walked over to the table and pulled out a chair to sit on, “Just give me a moment for the bleeding to stop.” I was trying to remain calm even though this was the third incident I’ve had with him, I was beyond embarrassed at this point.

“Okay fine, just,” he said and went to the end of the room and grabbed some tissues “let me try to help at least.” He came back and handed me tissues. I looked up at him and his eyes were full of worry. What is it with his eyes? They are just so captivating.

“Thanks.” I simply said as I took the tissues. I wiped some of the blood off and sighed.

“Again, I’m really sorry.” He said.

“It’s fine.” I replied. But it wasn’t fine, it hurt really bad, I had to hold in my tears so I wouldn't cry in front of him again. He then took his hand and lifted up my chin, he looked closely at my nose. The cold metal of his rings almost felt burning. I can’t believe that I could feel myself blushing, this was not the right time. I avoided eye contact because I don’t know how I’ll react. But I could still see how closely he was looking at me.

“Okay, you’re right, it doesn’t look broken.” He said. I moved my head away from his hand and placed a tissue under my nostril.

“Told you.” I said and rolled my eyes. I sunk into the chair to try and calm myself from completely going off on him. He pulled a chair out and sat next to me. Eddie is a strange guy, more so, Eddie carries strange energy. It shouldn’t be normal to have incidents in front of him every time we meet.

Eddie ran through his hair and let out a sigh, “I guess there's no chance in me redeeming myself, huh?” He said and looked at me with a defeated smile. All I could do in response was just stare deeply into his eyes. I had so much to say, but I couldn’t bring myself to say something. I hated having the feeling of mixed emotions; the angry part of me wants to tell him to fuck off, while the reasonable part of me wanted to give him the letter I wrote to avoid any other misunderstandings.

“I know how you feel,” he said out of nowhere. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow, because there is no way he knows how I am feeling at this moment, “regarding the pain, injury? Whatever it is, I had a pretty wicked accident a month ago. And I am in no way trying to one up you, buuut,” he got up suddenly and lifted his shirt a tad bit, revealing part of a huge scar to the side of his bellybutton. It was nasty, still red because it was recent, and it had what I could assume were teeth marks. “I think that my injury is a tad more hardcore.” he smirked.

“I don’t think that we should compete over injuries like this.” I said quietly, still in shock over what I was seeing on his body. “What um, what happened, if I can know.” I looked away from his scar and started fidgeting with my fingers. He started to walk around and kick his feet in the process.

“Well, it’s a long story but-”

“It’s okay, I wanna hear it.” I interrupted. I was actually interested but I also wanted to make up for the way I seemed uninterested in him.

“Wow, okay then.” He said in surprise, he shoved his hand into the pockets of his pants, looked back at me and smiled. “Well, my friends and I were in quite a bit of a pickle during the huge earthquake that happened here. Surely you heard of it, right?” he looked back at me and I nodded my head in response. Because of that I almost didn’t move here; but because of the quick repairs to the city, mother felt comfortable enough to move.

“So basically,” he continued, “my friends were stuck and they needed a distraction. So being the hero I am, I played this epic song so the um, bats can come to me instead of my friends. It worked, obviously. But the bats were not only attracted to the song, they were also drawn to me.” He took a pause and winced at the memory. “I’m just lucky that my friends were there to save me in time, or else I would have been dead meat.”

“Shit man, I’m sorry.” I said softly, I didn’t really know what else to say. This would be a perfect time to apologize to him but the words would not come out.

“Don’t worry about it, I’m all good now-”

“No, I’m sorry about everything, like, the way I’ve been treating you, and giving you the cold shoulder. It’s just that I..”

“You what?” he said, finishing my sentence. I looked at him and got lost in his eyes again, but only for a brief moment before I realized what I was doing.

“I, I gotta go.” I said and rushed out of the room.

Okay, what the actual fuck is wrong with me? Why am I being like this? If I was viewing myself from the third person I would smack myself across the face to knock some sense into me. Why can I not just say what I need to say before I ruin everything. There is nothing stopping me from saying what needs to be said, yet, I just can’t. And like, why? It’s not like as if I have a crush…on him…or something.

Crap.

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Soon enough lunch time rolled around. Hopefully these new people will help me take my mind off of things. I needed to stop thinking about Eddie, he was the only thing on my mind, no wait, that’s not what I meant. I mean, the only thing on my mind has been our unlucky interactions lately. I think it’s getting the best of me at this point.

This is my first time going to the cafeteria, I’ve only been eating my lunch in the club room. As soon as I opened the door there was chaos. Everyone was rowdy, it was filled with many cliques. But it wasn’t hard to find the clique I was looking for. I could right away see Gareth’s fluffy hair, and so I walked up to his table and tapped on his shoulder.

“Hey.” I said with a smile.

“Hey! You made it! Here, sit next to me, I have to introduce you to the gang.” He said and scooted over so I had space to sit. I put my lunch down first and then sat down, smiling at everyone while doing it.

“Guys, so this is Y/N. Y/N, this is Jeff, Lucas and…” he pointed at the other two boys at the table. Jeff was wearing a Black Sabath shirt and Lucas was wearing a bomber jacket that belonged to the basketball team; they both gave me a smile. “Wait, where are the rest?” Gareth asked and looked around.

“Oh,” Lucas said “they’ll be here soon. Munson wanted them to help him with something.”

“Ah, alright, cool.” Gareth replied. We began eating and making small talk, it was really nice. We have a lot in common and I actually felt comfortable around them. Our conversation was soon interrupted by the cafeteria doors bursting open.

“Finally, they’re here!” Jeff said and waved at them. I looked back to see who it was and it was none other than Eddie, and those two kids I met first: Mike and Dustin. At this point I was numb, there was too much anger in me to do anything. So I did the only thing I had the energy to do: sit in silence and avoid as much interaction with him as possible.

Eddie stood behind me as my back was facing the entrance from where they came from. I could feel him tower over me, I sat still, hoping that he doesn’t recognize me, even though he probably does.

“What is she doing here?” Eddie simply said, with a hint of annoyance in his voice. It’s almost as if he hates me, I completely understand if he does though.

“Oh Eddie! This is Y/N. She’s in one of my classes and I think she’ll get along with us.” Gareth said with a beaming smile. Shit, I felt so bad.

“Doubt it.” Eddie said and walked to his seat at the end of the table “Why didn’t you tell me beforehand? You know how I feel about newcomers, especially when they’re posers-” I stood up loudly from my seat and glared at him, I had so much to say to him. How could he do this? Just when we slightly improved our relationship, he went ahead and pissed me off even more. Okay, I’m gonna say it, all of it.

“Fuck you.” I said, looking him straight in the eyes,

“Sorry Gareth, I’ll be off. See you in class.” I got all my things and ran away from my problem yet again. But this was far from over, I still had to see them after school for the art club. Whatever, if he wants to be mean like that then by all means, he can go ahead, two can play at that game

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milkxtea666 · 2 years

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🖤A Little Hate🖤

Paring: Eddie Munson x (fem) Reader

W/C: 4.6k

Warning: This is going to take place after season 4! So let's pretend all is well, Eddie didn't die, or that the "earthquake" was that bad. This is also gonna be a slow burn and an enemies to lovers!

A/N: I posted this on AO3 long ago, and i will continue to post it there. AO3 will be the first to update. So plz if u can go read it on AO3, same title and my username is kth666. But other than that enjoy the fic!!

CH.2 IS OUT!!!

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Being the new kid at school sucks, but what sucks even more is being the new kid at school

at the end of the year. Theres no time to make new friends, or to get used to the environment. I basically have a month to save my reputation before I am known as the loner. Then again, I don't really care. It's not my priority, it's okay if I become a loner; that means I'll become a cool, quiet, mysterious girl. In addition, I plan to go back to California for college, so if I'm gone then who cares about what people think of me.

A harsh bump on the road interrupted my thoughts. I snapped out of it & looked out the

car window, we were entering the trailer park, it looked a bit trashy but the cotton candy sunset did the view a favor.

"Y/N, remember, this is just temporary, you know we still need a bit more money

to buy Pepa's house." mother reassures me as she pulled into the driveway of our trailer.

"Yes mother, I know." I said with a small smile.

Pepa is my great aunt, she lives on the other side of Hawkins, and plans on retiring to Nevada by the end of summer. I got out of the car and looked around the park. I knew there was a forest around here, but I didn't it expect it to be right behind our trailer. I could see no end to the forest, who knows how deep it goes. I turned around and saw two trailers to my left and right.

There was a red-haired girl doing skateboard tricks in front of the trailer to my left. She did an ollie then turned to me, giving me a smile before continuing her tricks. I smiled back, and turned to the trailer to my right. I saw a van in front of the trailer. There was no one in sight but I heard thumping coming from the trailer. The owner was probably blasting loud music.

"Y/N, come and get your bags from the car" mother said

"Coming." I replied. I walked to the back of the car and opened it. The first thing I grabbed was the bag that had my skateboard in it.

"I still don't understand why you had to bring such a huge bag with you, we could have left it at the storage unit, you know?" mother complained.

"I told you mother, one bag has all my clothes and the other has my books & parts to fix my bike." I lied, "You don't want me to fall behind on my stulles now do you?"

Mother shook her head and smiled, "Guess not" she relpied.

Mother would never let me have a skateboard, she says it's "improper" for a lady

to use them. I bought this skateboard with 3 months of allowance; I was so excited to use it. I remember my mother being worried sick because of all the bruises and scrapes I got. I just told her that I was clumsy, and for a year the reputation I had in my family was the clumsy one.

I how it sounds controlling of my mother to dictate my hobbies, but I understand her intentions; given the woy she was raised, she just wants the best for me. I gathered my other bog that actually had my clothes and made my way inside.

There was already some of our furniture in the trailer, mother come the other day with the movers to set it up. I walked pass the living room and went into the hall. There were three doors, the one in front of me was the restroom, the door was open and I saw the toilet. I peeked into the room to the left and saw my mothers clothes spread out on her bed. This means that the room to the right is mine.

I opened the door to my room and to my surprise it was emptier than I expected. It only had a bed and a dresser. The bed only had a pillow and comforter. Since it was summer I didn't mind it. I put down my bag of clothes on the bed, and the bag with my skateboard I placed under the bed. I opened my bag of clothes and started to put them in my dresser.

"Y/N, your bike and backpack are still in the

car. " Mother yelled from the living room

"I know," I replied and walked to the living room, "is it okay it I get them tomorrow when I go to school? I'm pretty tired right row, I just want to sleep."

"Sure,"she replied. She walled up to

me and kissed my forehead. "Get some rest

pumpkin, you have a big day ahead of you."

I hugged her and went to my room. I put

away the last of my clothes and got ready

for bed. I turned off the light and shut the door. The moon was directly out my window, lighting up my room. I got in bed and shut my eyes. As I

was drifting off to sleep I heard a electric guitar in the distance. Whoever was playing it

is very talented, this was the best guitar rift I have ever heard. However, I couldn't put my finger on the song that they were playing.

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"Pumpkin, wake up." my mother said softly as she gently shook me awake. I extended my arms to stretch and yawn.

''Morning mummy" I said in a groggy voice.

"Morning. get ready, I'll be making breakfast"

''Alright." I got up lazily and went to the restroom to wash up. Once I was done I

went to my room and picked out my clothes. I took out my denim overalls and a striped shirt.

I put my hair in a ponytail and put on my Doc Martens. As I was tying my laces I smelled

bacon. I walked to the kitchen & found my

mother making my plate already.

"How'd you sleep, love?" she asked as she handed me my plate.

"Surprisingly well actually." I responded as i

sat at the table.

"That's good. Oh I wanted to ask you something." She said. I took a bite out of my food and nodded.

"Are you sure you want to bike to school? I really don't mind driving you. What if you

get lost?" She asked worryingly. I swalled my food and gave her a soft smile.

"I'll be fine mother, I memorized the map of the city, plus, the route to school is not too complex."

"Okay then. Now hurry and finish, you dont want to be late." She said and kissed the

top of my head.

I nodded and took a few more bites of my food before getting up. I took my plate to the sink and looked out the window. I see a car pull up to the trailer where the van is. A middle aged man got out of the car and entered his trailer. So thats who lives there. However, I couldn't help but think, who was playing the guitar last night? I start to head out.

"The car is open Y/N, you can go ahead and grab your things." mother said from her room

"Alright mummy, I'll be off then. Love you."

"Love you too, be safe."

I walked outside, the crisp summer air tingled my nose. I have never smelt crisper air. The air in California is smoggy and polluted, this was an enjoyable change. I looked to the trailer to my left and saw the red-haired girl grabbing her bike. She looked at me and smiled.

"Morning." I said to her and gave her a small

wave.

"Morning." She repied and smiled back.

"I'm Y/N" I said as I grabbed my bike from the car.

"Max." she simply said. She then hopped on her bike and looked at me with a smile, "Gotta go, see ya." and she paddled away.

I leaned my bike against the car as I fetched my bag from the back. Once I got it I closed the car and opened my bag, fishing out my walkman. One I got it, I put it on then my backpack. I presed play on my walkman and AC/DC started to play. The reason I keep my walkman in my backpack is because mother would never let me listen to this type of music, she would ground me for sure.

The music was at full blast, but I heard a loud roar of a car. I turned to my right I saw the van pull out of its driveway. Since the van was facing away from me, I couldn't see who was driving; but I did see their hair, it was long

and curly. I put one side of my headset to the side of my ear and heard that Crazy Train

by Ozzy Osbourne was blasting from the van. Then the van stared to drive away, and with it, the music faded. I put my head set back on, got on my bike, and made my way to school. I wonder what kind of person they are. Could they be the one that was playing guitar last night?

Before I knew it I arrived at school, I got off my bike and walked to the bike ramps. As I was walking I looked around at the school. It was a very different vibe than my other school in Calilornia. I took off my headphones and heard the bell ring. I finished locking up my bike and I tugged on the lock, securing it in place before heading inside.

As I reached for the door handle I heard a Metallica song from afar. I turned to the parking lot and saw the van from the trailer

park pull up to the lot. What? Are they a student or a teacher? What are the chances, maybe I'll get to meet them. Finally someone with the same taste in music! I shrugged and opened the door.

I walked into the school and saw the front office right away. I went in to pick up my schedule and a map of the school. The office lady told me to come back after lunch to pick up my lock for my locker. I said my thank you and made my way to homeroom. The teacher greeted me right away and showed me my seat. I sat next to a girl with short, blond curly hair. She turned to me and smiled.

"Hi!" She said as I sat down.

"Hey!" I responded with a huge smile.

"I'm Debs." She said as she extended her hand to shake mine.

“Im Y/N." I responded

"What a cool name! What year are you in?"

"Oh I'm a senior."

"I see. What school did you come from?" Debs asked again, was she interrogating me or something? Whatever, at least she's nice and interested in me.

"Oh, it's in California, so I don't th-"

"California?" She interrupted with surprise.

"Yeah" I giggled

"You're so cool. Oh by the way, have you joined any clubs?"

"No, not really, I just got here." I said nervously.

"Sorry if I'm just bombarding you with questions but, do you want to join the art club?" she asked. "We are in desperate need of a new member for a project we have."

"Of course! I love to paint!"

"Great! We meet during brunch," she saw my map and leaned to me, "here." she said as she pointed to a room next to the gym.

"Okay." I replied with a smille. The bell then rang and class started.

I was off to a great start; I made a friend and joined a club within a matter of seconds. Looks like I won't be a loner like I thought I would. I was happy. My first few classes went

by smoothly. I'm glad that the teaches did not make me introduce myself in front of the class. I'm guessing they didn't do this because it's the end of the year and they just wanted to get their lectures over with.

The ball rang for brunch and I made my way to the art club. It wasn't far, I got there in

less than a minute. Outside the door I saw Debs waiting for me. Once she saw me a huge smile appeared on her face.

"You came!" She exclaimed.

"I did!" I responded happily. She took my hand and took me inside. She burst open the door and held my hand up.

"Guys, I found our last member!" Debs yelled.

All 10 some members turned to me with a smile. I have never felt so welcomed in my life, they all emitted a good vibe.A girl in the far back shot up from her chair and walked to me. She had her pin straight hair in pigtails, and wore a colorful dress. A huge smile was plastered on her face. Her hand extended to shake my hand.

"Aubry." She said introducing herself.

"I'm Y/N." I replied with a smile.

"You can paint right?" Aubry asked.

"I can! At my old church I was often asked to paint murals, so I'd like to think that I can paint well." I rambled. Aubry's eyes lit up.

"You're exactly what we needed! See, the school wants us to paint club doors as a going away gift for the seniors that are in it. We were short one member for a club, but now that you're here we have just enough people!"

"Oh, well I'm glad to be of help!" I replied. I was already valued amongst people, this made me feel like everything was going perfectly. Aubry turned to the rest of the members and made an announcement.

"Alright people, we can finally get started! Grab some supplies and go to your designated club room!" Everyone got up and grabbed their stuff along with some painting supplies. Debs gave me a pat on the back before leaving to get her supplies.

"Y/N, you can start painting tomorrow, for now I need you to go to the club room to pick up the references they want from their president. After that you can start working on your sketch." Aubry said.

"Okay! But um, where exactly is the club room that I need to go to?" I asked.

"Oh! Silly me, do you have a map?" Aubry said. I nodded and pulled out my map from my notebook and handed it to her. "It's over there." she said as she pointed to a room that was near the back of the school building.

"Got it. I'll be off then!" I said with a smile. As I began to walk out of the room I couldn't help but hear people whispering, I heard something along the lines of 'I feel so bad for her.' However, I payed no mind to it, I was excited to be part of this club.

The farther I went into the school, the less people I saw in the halls; this was probably because theres not much to do here other than doing some rebellious things. I approached the room, and on the door was a paper that said "Hellfire Club." Hellfire? Please tell me this isn't a satanic club of some sorts. I do not want to mess with that kind of stuff. The fact that no one told me what kind of club this is made me slightly worried. But I mean, how bad can it be? It's not like the school could allow students to do bad stuff.

My nerves got the best of me, I was shaking slightly as I opened the door. The inside was slightly dark, the only light were some dim stage-lights and fairy lights along the walls. I right away saw two kids sitting on a table talking, but stopped as soon as I opened the door, letting in the bright light from the outside.

"Hi, um I'm Y/N. I'm here from the art club, I am supposed to pick up the reference sheet from the president?" I asked nervously. I was stood at the door way, not wanting to enter the room just yet.

The two kids got up from their seat, grabbing some papers that were in front of them too, and started to walk to me.

"Cool! I have the references here, but I'm not the president, he's not here at the moment." said the taller kid. Once they got closer to me and into the light I got a good glimpse of them. They were both wearing shirts that said Hellfire on them, the shorter kid however had a cap that said "Thinking Cap," that was cool. The taller one had black hair while the other had light brown hair.

"Here," the taller one said and handed me the papers," Oh, I'm Mike, and this is Dustin." and pointed to the shorter one. Dustin smiled.

"Hi." Dustin said with an adorable smile.

"Nice to meet you guys." I said politely, "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly is this club? I need to know so I can, y'know, get a better understanding of what I need to paint."

"Well, Hellfire is a Dungeons and Dragons club, we basically-" Dustin spoke before I started to zone out. Oh no. I've heard of this game before, the reputation that it has is horrible, mother says that it's the devil's game. People always make fun of this game as well. Is this why the art club needed a member? Because they didn't want to be associated with this club? Did Debs just stab me in the back? Things were going well for once, but now, my reputation is about to be ruined. Why does this happen to me?

"Hey, you alright?" Mike asked. Shit, I zoned out.

"Yeah, I'm good," I replied "I gotta go and start planning this. See you." I then walked away without looking at them. This was so embarrassing, this is bad. I can't believe that Debs would do this to me without telling me. As I was speed walking I bumped into someone.

"Woah, hey there." said the voice of a man. I was too mad to acknowledge him, so I kept my head down and continued walking.

"Watch where you're going!" the guy shouted.

I walked into a restroom that was around the corner of the hall. I stomped into a stall and shut it, dropping all my papers.

"Fuck!" I yelled, clenching my hands. I was shaking in frustration. I wanted to go home. Not the trailer. My old home. I tried to give this change a chance. I tried to be open minded about everything, and not letting my reputation become my first priority. But this made me snap. I can't believe I still have four more hours of school left. I just wanted to leave. My frustration got the best of me and I punched the stall door. I looked down at my now red knuckles.

I need to chill.

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The school day couldn't have passed by any slower. I was eager to go to the trailer and isolate myself from everything. I do admit that my feelings got the best of me, but then again I can't expect to be happy with these events. At least I'm expressing them and not repressing them, like I do when I get mad at mother.

As soon as the bell rang to end school I left right away. I did not want to talk to anyone, especially Debs. When I'm angry I can't control what I say, like I said; I let my emotions get the best of me.

I was dodging everyone on my way to the front of the school, I didn't want to just mindlessly bump into people like I did with the guy from earlier. I was finally outside and went to my bike. I unlocked it as fast as I could and rode home right away.

I was passing through an empty road with nothing along the sides; I took this opportunity to let my feelings out. I let out a scream, and a few curse words as well. I felt slightly better afterwards. Speaking of letting my feelings out I looked down at my knuckles, they were now bruised up. Crap, I can't let mother see.

In the distance I saw the trailer park, I felt a slight feeling of ease once I saw it. Finally, I'll be alone and away from my problems, for now. I arrive at the front of the trailer and shove my bike to the side, then I walk to the door. I open it and head inside, but before closing it I look at the trailer to the right, the van isn't there. I shut the door and head to my room. I throw my backpack on the floor and collapse on the bed, screaming into the pillow. Thank goodness mother works all evening, I definitely need some time to myself.

After an hour of relaxing I got out of bed and went to the kitchen to make myself some food. I look though the cabinets grabed a can of soup.

"Yeah, you'll do." I said to myself.

I finished eating, washed my dishes and headed back to my room. I had no homework but I did have to work on the sketch for the damn art club. I really don't want to be in art club now. But I can't just not do it and leave them now, that'll be bitchy of me. Damn me and my people pleasing personality. It's okay, it's only for a month, after that it's going to be me and my dorm at a university in California, where I belong.

I took out the references that were given to me and looked at them closely. Wow, this is some fantasy type of stuff, is it medieval? I should have listened to Dustin, I have absolutely no idea what goes on in the game.I see a lot of knights fighting dragons, and a few weird looking creatures. I think I'll just take it easy and draw all the characters fighting a dragon. I am not going to try my best on this.

It was getting dark, I turned on my lamp but it didn't work. Weird. Guess I'll have to work in the kitchen. I grabbed my supplies and walked out my room. I placed my hand along the walls looking for a light switch, when I felt it I turned it on but there was no light.

"You got to be fucking kidding me." I groaned in annoyance. Just when I thought this day couldn't get any worse, it did. I was at my breaking point. I threw my stuff on the kitchen table and tried to look for a flashlight in the darkness.

No luck.

I guess we didn't pack one. What am I going to do? This sketch is due tomorrow. I'm so fucking stupid, I shouldn't have started this so late. I took a second to think of a solution then I looked out the kitchen window. I looked at Max's trailer and saw no light coming from it, nor a car out front, but the trailer to my right had its lights on, and the van was outside. I wouldn't hurt to borrow a flashlight from them.

I walked outside and headed to the trailer. As I got closer I could see that the van was beat up, I'm surprised it still runs. I walked pass the van and onto the doorsteps. Here goes nothing. I took a moment to gather my thoughts so I don't come off as rude despite my horrible mood at the moment. I knocked 3 times eagerly. I took a step back and waited for a moment. I heard a few thumps followed by heavy, clumsy footsteps.

"Coming!" The voice of a man said, extending the "i" in the word. His voice sounded familiar but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

The door opened to reveal a tall guy with long, curly hair, so that's him. He was wearing the same shirt that Mike and Dustin wore, the HellFire shirt. You have to be kidding me. My mood instantly got worse, but I still needed that flashlight.

"Hi. My name is Y/N, I just moved into that trailer over there," I said with a fake smile and pointed to my trailer. He looked over at the trailer and back at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Wait, I've seen you somewhere. Hold up, hold up." He said as he put a finger on his lips and the other folded under it. Where in the world could he have seen me? I've never seen him anywhere other than the van at scho-

"You're that girl who bumped into me at school!" He exclaimed with a huge grin. Shit.

"W-what?" Was all I could say, I can feel the fear and embarrassment take over my facial expression.

"Yeah! It is you. Same outfit and everything!" He said happily as he crossed his arms. "You should really watch where you're going y'know?"

"Sorry about that," I said shaking my head and avoiding eye contact with him. A sly smile appeared on his face before speaking again.

"So, what can I do for you?" Tilting his head slightly to the side.

"The power went off in my trailer, I was wondering if you have a flashlight I can borrow for the time being?" I asked.

"Uhhhhh," he said as he was thinking "no." He smiled. I rolled my eyes in irritation and turned my heel.

"Thanks anyways." I said as I was about to walk away.

"I'm kidding!" He said as he grabbed my shoulder to stop me. A huge grin appeared on his face, nearly laughing. I am getting very annoyed now, I was not in the mood to joke around. I rubbed my temple in annoyance and turned to him.

"So you do have one?" I asked in a stern voice.

"Yep." He said as he reached to the side of the doorframe from the inside. I assume it was hanging there as he got it with ease. He was handing it over and i reached out my hand to receive it, but he pulled away.

"Ah, ah, ah. Not so fast, you've been a little bit rude to me." He pouted, pretending to be hurt. "Say the magic word please."

I wasn't having this. Tears of frustration started to well up again. I just wanted one simple thing, and I tried my best to be nice, so why is it so hard to obtain one simple thing.

I looked up at him, biting my lip, trying to stop myself from crying again.

"...please." I said quietly, voice nearly cracking. His face instantly dropped and a concerning look took over.

"Woah, you okay?" He asked, handing me the flashlight. I took it and turned around instantly so he wouldn't see my tears fall.

"I'm okay, thank you. I'll give it back soon." I simply said. I walked off the doorstep and just as I had one more step left I tripped over myself and fell to the ground knees first.

"Hey, you good?" He said in distress. He came up to me and squatted next to me. I stayed in the fallen positions for a moment, hiding my face as the tears were hitting the dirt bellow me. This is it, my last straw. There is no way I can continue living like this, why can't this be over.

"Do you need a hand? Are you hurt?" He said trying to help. I got up aggressively, grabbing the flashlight as well.

"I'm fine." I said and walked to my trailer, not looking back at him. I went in and shut the door loudly, leaning against it too, and slowly dropped to the floor, sobbing.

I'm not going to school tomorrow, I don't want to try anymore.

AHHHHHHHH HOW EMBARRASSINGGGG n e ways heres the link for this fix on AO3! plz leave a kudos if u can

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