Feel Something *•.¸♡ Steve Harrington ♡¸.•*

Chapter three

Feel something
Chapter three; Holly,Jolly

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SALEM THORN HAD NOT WANTED TO WAKE UP. He had figured that maybe,he didn't have to,but he was wrong. Because,his father had woken him up. The young boy groaned,throwing the blankets back over him.

Luke stared down at his son,knowing that the boy was still panicked and didn't want to wake up. "Are you going to school today?" Salem groaned again,the blanket not moving from covering his head. "Will you shot me with your gun? I'll write a note." Like tilted his head,shaking his head. "Get up,or I'll drag you to school like that."

Salem shot up,glaring at his father. But said nothing and quickly got dressed,switching his clothes of the ones that Steve had let him borrow and into his own,shoving Steve's clothes into his bag.

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Salem didn't have many friends. He knew and understood why. He was the new kid. And the people he did speak to,didn't qualify as friend yet.

Just like he knew that people were staring at him as if he were insane. Prepares it was the book he was reading,the way he never took his eyes off the book,or that people still didn't know him at school. Yeah,probably the last one

Salem smiles when he had recognized the hair of Nancy Wheeler,it wasn't something he did often. Recognizing others by their hair. But,he had find it easy to recognize her by it,as well as Steve Harrington.

As he approached her Steve had to,Salem seeming the way the two smiled at each other and the way Steve couldn't take his eyes off her,had decided to not interrupt their moment,so,instead had walked the opposite direction.