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

FORTY SEVEN

The Mall Rats

Robin and Catherine had shared many secrets so far during their friendship but they each had one they were reluctant to share. Robin didn't want her new friend to think of her as a freak and stop hanging out with her. Catherine didn't want to keep her powers a secret from Robin but she had to in order to keep her safe. And, besides, there was no easy way to tell someone you had superpowers that you didn't want- it brought up too many questions.

Little did either of them know, their secrets would eventually come out and they wouldn't be as bad as they thought everything was going to be.

Robin's secret came out first. It was during one of their sleepovers and Cat had turned to face her, her legs crossed as a grin spread across her face. "So, let's talk."

"We are talking."

"I mean, let's talk boys."

"Oh." Robin wasn't sure how to exactly talk about boys.

"So, obviously I'm dating Steve and I think I might be in love with him. Is it too soon to say that?" Cat rambled as she flicked through a random fashion magazine.

Robin shook her head. "I don't think so. Not if you properly mean it."

"I do. I really do mean it. I honestly don't think I could ever be with anyone else." She looked up from the magazine and rested her head on her hands, her elbows resting on her knees. "But what about you? Do you like someone?"

Robin thought of her crush on Tammy Thompson and couldn't help but blush. "You do!" Cat yelled excitedly, throwing her pillow at Robin. "You totally do! So, who is it? Oh, let me guess..." She listed off the names of every boy from Hawkins High that she could think of and Robin shook her head at every one. "Oh, no." Her face fell. "Don't tell me you like Tommy H. He's a complete moron."

Robin couldn't help but laugh. "No. Ew. How- Why would I have a crush on him."

Cat sighed. "Okay. Good. Is it Steve?" She asked suddenly. "Because I totally get if you liked him. He is really hot and lovely and absolutely amazing."

"No," Robin shook her head, "I definitely do not like Steve like that. And, besides, you guys are perfect for each other. No one could mess that up."

"So, who do you like? Because everyone that I've suggested hasn't been, and I quote, 'not your type'."

"Well," Robin started. She was unsure how Catherine Henderson would take what she was about to say. "Boys aren't really my type." She whispered.

"Oh. So, girls then?" Cat asked, her face still sporting the grin she wore.

"Uh, yeah."

"That's cool. So, which girl do you like? If you say Carol... Man, she's just as bad as Tommy H."

"No, ew, no way would I ever like that bitch." Robin laughed.