There's No Place Like Hawkins//Stranger Things. SH

SIX

The Weirdo On Maple Street

Cat watched the boys as they went downstairs to the basement to see Eleven and she followed them to the top of the stairs. "Now I'd love to help you guys find Will. Really. But I'm going out so I need you boys to promise me that you'll stay out of trouble and stay safe. Okay? Keep me updated if anything weird happens." She told them, pulling her younger brother into a hug. The boys nodded and continued down to the basement. Cat let out a sigh, hoping that they would listen and keep out of trouble. She trudged up the stairs to Nancy's room where the girl was brushing her hair in front of the mirror.

"Hey, Nance." The slightly shorter girl greeted, stepping into the room and closing the door behind her. "Do you have any makeup I could borrow? And do you reckon you could help me do my hair?"

The taller girl nodded and grabbed some hairbands while also handing her friend the little makeup she owned. Catherine took a seat in front of the mirror and started applying some mascara to her eyelashes as her friend started brushing the girl's hair.

When Barb turned up to give both girls a lift, Cat had her hair in two French braids, courtesy of Nancy, and was sporting some blush with some mascara. She didn't put any foundation on as Nancy told her she didn't need any and it would cover up the small freckles that were dotted across her nose.

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The girls drove down the road to Steve's house. Barb was behind the wheel as it was her car and Nancy sat next to her in the passenger seat. Cat sat behind them, gazing out the window and playing with the hem of her 'Bon Jovi'  t-shirt. There was some music playing on the radio, not that Cat was paying any attention to it.

"Barbara, pull over." Nancy's voice grabbed Cat's attention and she pulled her gaze away from the window to the two girls sat in front of her.

"What?" Barb asked, confused.

"Pull over!"

Barb pulled the car over as Nancy had said. "What are we doing here?" The red-head asked. "His house is three blocks away."

"We can't park in the driveway." Nancy said like it was obvious. Catherine sat forward in her seat, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, the neighbours might see." Nancy responded.

"So?" Cat asked her. "I'm not walking three blocks. Do I need to remind you that it's dark out?"

"This is so stupid." Barb told Nancy. "I'm just gonna drop you two off."

"Calm down, Barb. Come on." Nancy reached into her bag, putting away the lipstick she had just put on. "You promised that you'd go. You're coming." Catherine rolled her eyes. "We're gonna have a great time."

"Okay, sure." Cat mumbled sarcastically.

"He just wants to get in your pants." Barb argued. And as much as Cat didn't want to think about that being true, she nodded her head, agreeing, because it was true. This was Steve Harrington of all people. Of course that was the reason as to why he'd invited Nancy over when his parents were away.