freaks | steve harrington | book 1

the truth about kat - 016

dustin was driving the small car the russians built to get to the elevator.

steve and i were in the back.

"woah jesus, slow down man!" steve shouted.

we were in a hurry to get back to the elevator.

"what is this like the indy 500?!" i yelled.

"it's the indy 300-"

"no doofus it's 500!" i fought back to steve.

"IT'S 300!"

"let's say a million!" i started laughing and steve almost passed out from laughter.

"wha is wrong with them?!" erica asked.

"i don't know!" dustin answered.

"DUSTIN WATCH OUT!"

dustin crashed into some barrels, and we came to a complete stop.

i hit my head against steve's and we both groaned in pain.

"owww! ohhh!"

"you guys alright back there?" dustin asked.

we both groaned.

"they're fine! come on!" dustin opened the elevator with the key card, and erica and robin were dragging us out of the car. "we've got to go now!"

"come on!" erica dragged me.

"GET OUT!" robin shouted to steve.

"OW!" he screamed.

"this sucks!" i yelled, while flipping them off.

we entered the elevator, and we were going up fast.

steve and i were so high in energy, steve hopped onto a moving cart, and i was pushing him around.

"WOOHOOHOO!" he turned around to me.

"you look like you're surfing!"

"WOOOOOOO!"

"they seem drunk." erica said.

"why would they be drunk?" dustin turned back to her.

"I'M A NATURAL, CHECK IT OUT!"

i pulled the cart back, while steve went forward, and he fell face first.

"WOAHHH!"

"WIPEOUT!" i shouted while throwing my hands up. i sat on the cart, and dustin went to check on steve.

he kept squirming.

dustin felt steve's forehead. "he's burning up."

"you're burning up." steve snapped back, and then he started laughing again, which caused me to.

"one sec, one sec." dustin was trying to open steve's eyelid. "steve!"

"woahhh."

dustin managed to get steve's eye open. "his pupils are super dilated."

"maybe he's drugged?" erica suggested.

"boop!" steve booped dustin's nose.

"steve, are you drugged?" he asked.

"how many times DAD?! i don't do drugs! it's only marijuana!" steve booped dustin again.

i threw another laughing fit.

"this isn't funny alright? i need to know what they did to you. are you gonna die on us?"

"boop!"

"we all die, my strange little child friend." i tilted my head as i spoke. "it's just a matter of HOW, and WHEN!" i pretended like i did a mic drop after i gave him that small speech.