Danielle Summers, the queen of Hawkins High gets everything she's ever desired but when her boyfriend breaks up with her and starts dating someone new, her life turns upside down. Especially, when a creature starts roaming around Hawkins.
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I look around my room feeling at a complete loss. I pause, then sit up in my bed, the room immediately spins and I hold my head to try and prevent it from falling off. After a couple minutes of just sitting up, and staring off into the distance, I start to feel slightly better.
I feel a breeze from an open window that touches my skin. I shiver and look at my attire, growing even more confused when I find myself wearing a t-shirt and shorts to bed. I don't remember putting myself in this... I'm so confused.
I look at my bedside table and find three beer cans laying across each other. Was I drunk?
I get out of bed and walk over to my vanity mirror. I take a look at my neck where I remember or dreamt of getting pinched. I don't see any puncture wound in the mirror, I go to touch my neck and flinch at the tenderness.
This wasn't a dream...
I hear heavy knocks on my bedroom, I slowly walk over to it. Fear rips into me and I stop just at the door. A couple more knocks causes me to jump back. Are they coming to kill me? Are they going to insert another drug in me? I step away from the door as I see the handle move.
"Are you still not awake, Dan?" The door to my bedroom opens and I exhale when I realise it's just my half-brother. Thank goodness.
"What?" I question him and rub at my eyes.
"You're not dressed?" He scoffs.
"For?"
"Will's funeral."
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I completely forgot about that.
"Can't mom take you?" I ask Andy and he shakes his head. "James?" Once again, he shakes his head. "Fine. Okay, get dressed."
"I'm already dressed, so is Jenny."
"Right," I sigh. "I'll be quick."
I close my bedroom door and walk over to my closet. I quickly grab a pair of my denim mom jeans, with a white sweater and my white Mary Jane platforms.
Once I had my outfit on, I wash my face in the bathroom and brush my hair down. I walk over to my room and apply makeup. Foundation shade lighter than my skin tone and bash the brush to my face. I use my favourite plum blush and go crazy with it. With the same blush, I use it on my eyelids.
I clap my hands and walk out of my bedroom.
"Let's go!" I call out and the kids rush over to me.
"You're supposed to wear black." Jenny points out and I nod as we walk downstairs to the foyer.
"I'm sorry guys but I'm not going," I grab the keys from the wooden console table that's placed beside the front door. "I have a busy day, but tell Joyce Byers and the dad, sorry for your loss."
