eight~goodnight

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it was around 7:30 when they had everything packed up to meet in nevada. they planned to never get off the bus unless they absolutely needed to do so.

"what about peeing" dustin says, mumbling the peeing part.

"what?" i ask

"peeing" he repeats quieter.

"jesus christ dustin who cares about the word peeing. i grab a fistful of my hair. idiots i'm working with.

"well what are we gonna do with it?" mike asked, reasonably so.

"piss and shit in a bucket, dump it out the window. duh" i say shrugging.

"duuhuh" lucas mimicked me. i smacked his arm.

"y/n?" will said, smiling

"yes, will?" i say smiling straight back

"thank you for this. for getting us out of this mess" he said. i had no idea how to respond, what was i really doings

"oh-uh- thank you!" i say choking on my words. dustin gives me a weird look, i give him one back. mike sits on the chair, processing what i just said.

"so- what?" mike asked, sounding like an idiot.

"what do you mean?" lucas asked squinting his eyes

"what do we do next?" he rolls his eyes which i roll back

"we leave. like now." i yawn, stretching my arms out, i feel a tap on my arm and it's will

"are you tired?" he asked, i nodded my head. i was supposed to drive the first few hours.

"i'll drive" him and dustin say in unison, i look at them, and my eyes widen looking at them back and forth

"dustin can drive" i shrug. i mainly chose dustin so me and will could-

"what? why?" will asked

"dustin's more useful behind the wheel. you can cook and-" i ran out of things to say.

silence fills the room.

"y/n has a crush on will!" lucas and mike torment. dustin sneers at them and puts a hand on my shoulder

"let's go" he says to me, we exit leaving them to blabber. a few minutes later they come out, making a ruckus

"shhh! it's nighttime and cold! they'll hear us!" i whisper yell. they instantly quiet. wills still blushing from what happened inside.

we climb inside the r.v
(i know i said bus but i changed my mind!)

flicking the lights on, it blinked at first then illuminated the vehicle, it looked like this

flicking the lights on, it blinked at first then illuminated the vehicle, it looked like this

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on the other side, there was a bed above the driving area. this was going to be a long drive.

i just realized we all really have to clutter to sleep.

there's a queen bed behind the kitchen, a couch that folds into a twin, and the queen bed above the driver seat.

dustin and lucas are sleeping on the overhead bed, mike is sleeping on the couch.. which leaves me and will..

sleeping together.

"are you guys clear on the sleeping arrangement?" dustin asked, driving down a road, we gulp and nod.

"dustin what if we go to a mcdonald's? do you think they'll have food?" mike asked, i roll my eyes at him

"how are we related?" i mumble earning a small laugh from will who smacks my hand

"obviously not.. are you that dumb?" lucas says.

i sneer at the boys and continue my focus on will, turning in the bed to look at him, peeling back a curtain loudly so they would notice. now they can't see us. i hear mike get up and say "hey!" by i ignore him

"so will, tell me about yourself" i say, grabbing my sketchbook and starting to sketch something.

"i went missing for a week, that was pretty shit."
^im gonna try to make him more bold!^

"oh fuck... that sucks. i'm sorry!" i say touching his arm, he blushes and looks at me

"what about you? what's your story cheeks?" he said, cheeks? is that a new nick name?

"oh-i- uh- um. separated at birth. h-he" fumble over my words, clearly lying. he rolls his eyes

"woah calm down i was kidding about the nickname" will smiles wide. he thought that was why i was freaking out? that's laughable but okay..

"quit sucking face and cook us dinner will the wise" mike, i think says, i look at him laughing mocking what they said.

he peels back the curtain, getting out and walking towards the cabinet we packed and grabbing things.

he was wearing gray joggers and a striped shirt... eyes up ladies.

"we weren't sucking face you pre pubescent wastoid." will fires back, dumping a can of tomato soup into a pot and turning on the stove. i laugh at his remark

"i have you know i- i already started puberty!" mike attempts to save himself but will shakes his head

"that's why i'm 5'9 and youre 5'11.. yeah i know you had puberty" he rolls his eyes. putting milk into the soup.

"you outgrew me in the 7th grade" dustin says sadly

"dustin, everyone outgrew you! except for y/n!" lucas says pointing to me

i look up from what i'm sketching quickly

"what?" i say setting my pencil down

"you're what.. 4'11?" will asked me stirring the pot

"i'm actually [height], thank you very much." i sit up and grab a soda from the refrigerator, cracking it open and sitting back down, sipping on it.

a few minutes later will serves the soup, pouring it into bowls and adding spoons into, he starts to turn and sit down across from me, when he brushes his hand against my neck and sits down.

what a change from little will byers earlier?
was puberty changing him?

he plobs down and we eat.





hours later we go to bed, we stop the trailer for a few hours. next to take the wheel was lucas in about 5 hours while we all sleep.
it's about 3:30 in the morning, we're stopped at the most safe place possible. will is across the bed sleeping, im sitting against the wall, doodling in the dark, the only light i have is my book light which is half dead.

what am i drawing you must be wondering? its will.. sleeping.

i liked the way his lips curved when he slept, the way his hair fell and his eyelashes layed.

my eyelids droop, signaling me i should go to bed. i click off the light, will moves at the noise and grabs a flashlight and points it at my face
i squint and hold my hands up

"it's just me sorry" i hold one eye open and he sighs in relief

"sorry you scared me" will says in a raspy sleep voice.
i lay down next to him, getting under the covers

"its fine, goodnight will the wise" i tease pulling his hair

"good night frogface" will slips in, mocking my appearance that is similar to mike, who they call frogface.

"fuck you" i mumble, drifting off to sleep

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