we get into lucas's car. we both sit in the car, we don't drive, we just start the car and sit in the parking lot. then, i start laughing. lucas looks at me.

"why are you laughing?" he asks.

i try to tell him, but my words won't come out. so, he laughs too.

we're both just sitting there laughing.

"that was insane." i say, still laughing.

"i know! i cant believe i just punched my best friend in his face." lucas says.

"is he even okay?" i ask.

"well he was bleeding." lucas says. "oops."

i start laughing again. lucas then leaves his parking spot. "do you want ice cream?" he asks.

"yes yes yes!!" i say.

we drive to starcourt mall. (pretend it wasn't destroyed and that robin and steve still work there)

we park and go inside, we head straight to scoops ahoy.

we get inside and i see steve harrington at the counter.

"hey steve." lucas says.

"hey, who's this?" he asks, looking at me.

"this is y/n, she's my girlfriend." he says.

"wow, lucas sinclair has a girlfriend?" steve says.

"sure do." he says.

i laugh.

"anyway what would you like?" steve asks.

"uhhh..." i look at the flavors. "cookie dough."

"okay... what about you lucas?" he asks.

"vanilla." he says.

"vanilla? you're so boring." i say.

"i agree." steve says. "she's smart."

i laugh, so does lucas. a girl then comes from the back, she has short hair.

"hey dufus." she says, hitting steve's arm. "oh hey lucas. who's this?"

"hey robin, that's y/n." he says.

"sinclair's girlfriend." steve says.

"wow steve. lucas has a girlfriend and you don't?" robin then starts laughing. steve hands us our ice cream.

"thank you." i say.

"and she's nice?" steve says.

"yup. and she's the school volleyball team, she's like- amazing." lucas says.

i smile. i then eat my ice cream.

"this is so good." i say.

"where's dustin?" steve asks.

"he's with mike." lucas says.

"where's mike?" steve asks.

me and lucas look at each other and start laughing.

"why are you guys- never mind." steve says.

me and lucas continue laughing and walk out of the store.

we leave the mall and get back into the car, finishing our ice cream, i get a text from jane.

where are you guys?

leaving the mall, we got

ice cream.

ice cream? lucas just

punched mike and you spit in

his face, are you guys celebrating

or something? because that's

not something to celebrate.

we're not celebrating, we

just wanted ice cream. also

mike deserved it.

no he didn't. he did nothing

wrong!

did he not tell you? he

literally called me a snobby,

preppy bitch.

wait what?

yeah, lucas wouldn't just

punch mike for no reason.

jesus christ what is

wrong with him? i'll talk to

him.

okay thanks

bye

bye

while i was texting jane, lucas was taking me home. we made it to my house. lucas decided to hang out at my house for a bit. we go to my room and sit on my bed, i shut the door.

lucas sits down next to me.

"he lied." i say.

"what?" lucas asks.

"mike. he lied to jane. he said that you just punched him for no reason." i say.

"no, he wouldn't!" lucas says.

i show him the text messages between me and jane.

"oh my god..." lucas says.

"yeah." i say.

"i'm sorry." lucas says.

"what?" i ask.

"i'm sorry for punching mike. now that probably ruined you chances of being in our party." he says.

"it's okay, you were defending me." i say.

"yeah but i shouldn't have punched him. maybe i could've just argued." he says.

"lucas it's okay, it already happened so there isn't anything you can do to control it."

lucas sighs, i take his hand. "it's okay."

he looks up at me and kisses my forehead.

i feel a vibration from my phone, it's a text message from max.

come to mike's house,

bring lucas.

what?

mike wants to talk to

you guys

okay, we'll be there

me and lucas get into his car and drive to mike's house.

"what do you think this is about?" lucas asks.

"he probably wants to talk about the punch." i say.

"yeah." he says.

we get into the driveway and lucas parks his car, we step out of the car and walk over to the doorway. hesitantly, lucas knocks. will opens the door.

"hey." he says.

"hey." we both say.

we walk into mike's house and go downstairs to his basement. as we walk down the stairs i see mike, standing there.

"i need to talk to you guys." he says.