Hawkins is a small midwestern town located in Roane County in the state of Indiana with an estimated population of 10,000 to 15,000.
This small town is about to be turned upside down with the disappearance of a boy and the emergence of a monster tho...
(We see Y/N walking down one of the halls of Hawkins High School.)
(Y/N): [yawns] Ugh.
(Y/N's thoughts): I barely got any sleep last night. But hopefully I got the smell of wet dog off me. I hope that girl from last night is okay. I saw her leave with those boys. They're more qualified to deal with her than I am. They all looked the same age.
(Y/N): Maybe I should go for a hunt after school--
(Suddenly, he's put in a headlock by Tommy.)
(Y/N): Morning, Tommy. Let me go.
Tommy: Ah, come on, man. I'm not even holding you that tight.
(He proceeds to give Y/N a noogie.)
(Y/N): [growls]
Tommy: Ha! What are you? A dog?
Steven: That's enough, Tommy. Let him go.
Tommy: I was about to let him go anyway.
(He releases Y/N from the headlock.)
(Y/N): *fixes his hair* Isn't too early for a noogie of all things?
Carol: Lighten up, (Y/N).
Steve: I know what'll lighten you up.
(Y/N): What?
(Cut to Barbara & Nancy walking together down a hallway, reviewing flashcards.)
Barbara: "When alpha particles go through gold foil, they become..."
Nancy: Unoccupied space.
Barbara: "A molecule that can--"
(Steve snatches away the flashcards & is followed by Y/N, Tommy, & Carol.)
Barbara: Hey!
Steve: I don't know, I think you've studied enough, Nance.
Nancy: Steve--
Steve: I'm telling you, you know, you got this. Don't worry. Now, onto more important matters. My dad has left town on a conference and my mom's gone with him 'cause, you know, she doesn't trust him.
Tommy: Good call.
Steve: So are you in?
Nancy: In for what?
Carol: No parents? Big house?
Nancy: A party?
Carol: Ding, ding, ding!
Nancy: It's Tuesday.
(Y/N): That's what I said.
Tommy: "It's Tuesday." Both of you. Oh, my God.
Steve: Come on. It'll be low key. It'll just be us. What do you say? Are you in or out?
Nancy: Um...
Carol: Oh, God. Look.
(They all look at Jonathon putting up a missing person poster of his brother, Will.)
Steve: Oh, God, that's depressing.
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