3: Weathertop.

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Y/n's pov

The sun beat down on my skin as we walked up the never ending hill.

The backpack I was carrying's straps were rubbing harshly on my shoulders with every step I took and my face felt like it was melting off.

"Aren't we high enough?" Lucas asked.

"Cerebro works best at a hundred meters." Dustin stated.

"You know, I'm pretty sure people in Utah have telephones." Max said flatly.

"Yeah, but Susie's Mormon." Dustin said.

"Oh shit. She doesn't have electricity?" Lucas asked, surprised.

"Oh, that's the Amish." I corrected with an eye roll.

"What are Mormons?" Will asked.

"Super religious white people. They have electricity and cars and stuff, but since I'm not Mormon, her parents would never approve." Dustin explained.

Max, Lucas and Will nodded in understanding.

"It's all a bit... shakespearean." Dustin said.

"Shakespearean?" Max scoffed.

"Yeah. Like Romeo and Juliet." Dustin nodded happily.

"Right." Max said.

"Star crossed lovers." Dustin continued to explain.

"We got it, Dustin." I rolled my eyes.

"Hey guys! This is fun and all, but..." Mike tapped his watch obnoxiously.

"I have to go home." El said.

"We're almost there!" Dustin said, staring at them bizarrely.

"Sorry man." Mike said, not even sounding sorry. "Curfew."

Mike started to walk back down the hill, taking El's hand.

"Good luck." El said with a smile, before turning and following Mike with a giggle.

I stared after them, my eyes burning holes in the back of their heads.

El never used to be like this. Mike wanted her all to himself and he was being a selfish little shit.

"Curfew at four?" Dustin asked in disbelief.

"They're lying." Lucas huffed.

"It's been like this all summer." Will said with a frustrated shrug.

"It's sweet." I said, not even fully believing my own words.

"It's romantic." Max said, sounding like I did.

"It's gross." Will said.

"It's bullshit." Dustin said, his voice dripping in disappointment. "I just got home."

"Well, their loss, right? Onwards and upwards!" Dustin said, taking off in a run that was an unnatural speed for the heat. "Suzie awaits!"

We all groaned at the remaining walk and followed Dustin.

"Will come on!" He yelled.

Will, who was standing and looking away from us, quickly turned and ran to catch up with us.

Dustin was the first to reach the top of the hill, Will the last.

"Made it!" Dustin exclaimed happily as I chucked the bag I was carrying on the ground and collapsed on the cool grass.

"Yeah, only took five hours." Max exaggerated, dropping down next to me.

"Why couldn't we just play D&D?" Will asked, plopping his things down.

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