You had been warned about him before. The things people had said about weren't always the best but, you learned a long time ago not to judge a book by its cover. You knew he wasn't perfect but, neither were you, so, maybe you would be perfect for each other.

Apparently, when he asked you to the spring dance that was very "un-Billy" of him. A group of girls stopped you in the hallway, they told you "Ya know you're super lucky, right? Billy doesn't give 2 shits about these dances but, then all of sudden he asks you. What's your secret, huh? Did you blow him in his camaro and then tell him you needed a date?". Their nosey behavior was annoying and you just walked away, a little miffed about the question they asked you.

The question made you think about when Billy asked you. You knew that Billy wasn't one to go to school events that weren't his basketball games. So, it was kind of weird that he asked you to the dance.

Flashback

You met Billy a week before the dance, it was the start of a new semester, and he chose to sit by you in back. You had never talked to him before but, he was gorgeous so, you weren't really bothered by his choice.

A week went by, you had mentioned to your friend, Connie, at lunch that going to the dance would had a date, your friend was always trying to get you to go to school dances. That's when you said that if you had a date then, you would go. You didn't think you would get asked literally a week before the dance, you also did not think that Billy freaking Hargrove would ask you.

End of flashback

You really did like Billy though, that was something that you had made clear to Connie. She thought that Billy would use you and then leave you, you had tried to reassure her that she doesn't know Billy, that is when she decided to remind you that when it came to Billy, you knew less than she did. It was a fair point, even though you didn't know him very well, you were willing to take the time to get to know him.

The day of the dance was here, March 23, 1985. Your mom was curling your hair, while you were trying to find the perfect shade of red lipstick to match your dress.

"So, Y/N, tell me about Billy.". Your mom had been curious to know who the boy behind the camaro was. She had seen his car around Hawkins before but, she had never seen him with family or friends, other than Tommy H which worried her.

"He's from California, him and his family moved out here to start over, I guess? His dad married Susan and she has a daughter named Max, I think she's 14. Billy's really smart, nice, polite, I don't really know him too well. He kind of just asked me to the dance during class and you know how Connie is so, I thought why not?". You shrugged hoping that was a good enough answer.

"You know, I saw him hanging around that boy, Tommy, is Billy anything like him? Because, if he is, then I wish you would've said no." You could tell she was worried.

"He's different than Tommy. I would never go to a dance with someone like Tommy. Billy's great, he's very nice to me, he has Connie's seal of approval!". Okay so, maybe Billy didn't have Connie's seal of approval but, a little white lie never hurt anybody. You heard your mom give a content sigh as she went back to curling your hair.

At around 7:30 Billy came to pick you up. Your parents loved Billy. You took a few pictures before you left and when Billy promised to bring you home before midnight you left.

"Billy, can I ask you something?" You saw Billy nod in response.

"What do you wanna know?" He turned his head to look at you for a second before putting his eyes back on the road.

"Why did you ask me? Don't get me wrong I am so glad we're going to the dance together but, we don't talk a lot and we don't really know each other so, why me?" You were genuinely interested in what he would say.

"Okay, there's a few reasons why I asked you. One of them is that you're hot, I'm not gonna deny it, that's why I sat by you. The next one is that you're one of the nicest people in Hawkins, you're not fake nice like everyone else either, you're actually really nice. The last one is that I have the shittiest reputation, it's probably never been worse than it is right now, but, you ignore my shit reputation. I heard you talking to your friend, Connie, that's her name right? Anyway, I heard her tell you shit about me but, you said that you really liked me. So, I thought either you were crazy or stupid but, you aren't. Even though you are told all this bad shit about me, you like me for me." He just shrugged, after a second of you not responding, he started to look worried.

"Why would I trust the people at Hawkins? From what I know about you is that you aren't as bad as everyone says you are. So, far you've been really great and I'm very glad you asked me to be your date to the dance, oh, and I think you're hot too."

That night you and Billy danced until your feet hurt. He took you home at 11:45, just before midnight. You could tell that this would be the first of many dates with Billy.