SATELLITE [STEVE HARRINGTON]

lil baby of freedom

DUSTIN WAS HOME FROM SCIENCE CAMP, AND LUCAS GOT HAIRSPRAY IN HIS EYES.

Ginny warned the kids that their plan to surprise Dustin would only end in a scared, screaming Dustin, she just hadn't guessed the hairspray would get involved.

Will and Max recounted the story, laughing all the way through, as she dropped the kids off at Weathertop. They were going to climb the hill to set up some radio thing Dustin made so he could talk to his camp girlfriend.

Dustin invited her to come, too, but she declined. She wasn't sure this "Suzie" was even real.

"Hotter than Phoebe Cates?" she asked in disbelief, squinting into the sun. Dustin stood outside the driver's side door, holding his equipment and talking to her through the window.

"Oh yeah," he nodded confidently. "Make sure you tell Steve that."

Ginny nodded, "I think you should tell him yourself. Come by the mall later. I think he missed you more than he missed me."

Dustin shrugged. "Well, naturally. We're bros."

Rolling her eyes, Ginny unhooked her car from park, watching as the rest of the kids waiting for Dustin at the base of the hill. "Sure, Dusty. Go talk to your girl."

"Oh, and— you can't call me Dusty anymore. That's part of Suzie's name for me."

Ginny narrowed her eyes. "I can call you whatever I damn well please, I was here first."

Dustin laughed and started up towards his friends. "No, but really. Don't call me that, I'm fourteen."

"Oh, yeah totally, Dusty."

"Seriously."

"I am serious. Bye Dusty!" she called, before pressing the gas and zipping off down the street, leaving Dustin to grumble and shake his head.

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SCOOPS AHOY WAS PACKED AS USUAL. Ginny had to push her way through a crowd just to get to the line— and she wasn't even here for ice cream.

She was practically begging Steve to take a day off, but he always told her his dad would be mad and call him a slacker.

He made Steve get a job at the mall to basically punish him for not getting into Tech, which Ginny told him was bullshit and he agreed. She also told him his dad was a douche, and he agreed.

A group of giggling girls were ahead of her in line, and even though she tried to get around them to the break room, where she knew Robin would be waiting, their handbags and legwarmers wouldn't let her through.

She was content listening to her boyfriend's customer service voice, though, so it was fine.

"AHOY, ladies!" he said loudly. The girls gasped and giggled. "Would you guys like to set sail on this ocean of flavor with me? I'll be your captain." He nodded. "I'm Steve Harrington."

"Oh, God..." a girl laughed. Ginny almost drop-kicked her.

"Can I get you guys a little taste of the Cherries Jubilee?" There was no answer. "No? Anybody? Banana boat? Four people, four spoons? Share it in a booth? Anybody? It's hot out there. U.S.S. Butterscotch maybe?"

"I'll take a ride on that boat," Ginny said, pushing her way forward. She shot glares at the girls making fun of her boyfriend. "Are you guys going to order, or should you continue to be evil crones somewhere else?"

They all made faces at her, to which she just raised her eyebrows, daring them to say something else. When none of them said anything, she turned back to her boyfriend. "I'll take a scoop of the U.S.S. Butterscotch."