It is a sunny sunday. I'm out with my gang, Will, Lucas, Dustin and me of course. We are going to the arcade, our favourite place in Hawkins. I push the door open and we go to »Dragon's Lair«, because Dustin is already running there. He stares shocked at the display. "What's up man?", Lucas asks. "Somebody beat my highscore, for fucks sake!" "What? That's impossible.", I say and go up to him. MADMAX really beat his highscore. "751300 points?*", Will shouts. "Who's MadMax?!", Dustin asks the arcade dude. (That's what we call the boy, who works at the arcade.) "Better than you*", he answers. We all rise our eyebrows. Dustin played really hard for this highscore. "Well. Let's go to an other arcade game then, maybe we can beat some highscores there.", I suggest. "Fineee..", Dustin grunts, so we all leave »Dragon's Lair«. After we play for about 3 hours, it is already 5pm. "Guys, I got to go home...are we driving together home?", I ask the group. "Yeah, I'll come with you", Will answers me immediately. "Cool, anyone else..?", I ask again and hope that nobody says yes. My hope was worth it, no one is coming with us, 'Nah, me and Dustin are gonna play a bit longer. Have fun you two', Lucas smirked. So me and Will get on our bikes and drive the way home. I always wonder why Lucas and Dustin are so suspicious, when me and Will are doing something together. Meh. Me and Will are best friends. But when I'm around him, I feel something else. Like something pulling in my stomach. But it's not painful, it's actually somehow nice. But only when I'm alone with Will. Not when the others are with us.

I actually shouldn't think about this, I have El and she's an amazing girlfriend. "Can we meet tomorrow?", Will tears me out of my thoughts.

"Please! Nancy is having some of her annoying friends over tomorrow. I can barely stand them.", I reply grateful. "Alright", he laughs. I smile."Well, see you tomorrow, I guess", I add, because our ways separate here. "Yup. See you, Mike!", and with that I cycle home.

I'm sitting in my room, at my desk, working on my project for school. We have to do a presentation, about a "hero". I chose my dad. Right now, I glue the roof of our little house, that me and dad used to live in, until he and Joyce married.

My work looks adorable, I sat 2 weeks, every evening, at my desk and worked on it. Until now, now I'm done with it. I love it. That's how it looks:

I really hope, Mrs Gracey gives me an A.

"El, Will! Dinner!!!", Joyce calls me. I get up from my desk chair and go downstairs. I sit on my usual place, right beside Will. Jonathan is already sitting on the opposite side of my place. Joyce made meat loaf, it is delicious. "That's so good", Will says. "Mhhhhhm", I agree with my mouth full. "Thanks babes", she replies. We talk and laugh, like every evening. After we finish, I go upstairs again and soon I make myself ready for bed.

Like always, I have trouble to fall asleep. There are just too many thoughts, that won't let me sleep. After about 2 hours of rolling over in bed, I finally find some sleep.

I immediately sit up in my bed, because my damn alarm is ringing me out of my dream. More like nightmare. As I finally get, that it's not real, I realize, that today is my first day at Hawkins Middle School.

The nightmare was about California, we moved from there to Hawkins. I was bullied bad there, because I'm a lesbian and other stuff. I didn't like my old school and village. I always had head aches and serious mental health problems. I still have head aches and I'm always in a bad mood, but nevermind. I get up, brush my orange hair and pull on jeans, a short t-shirt and a GAP-jacket. I brush my teeth, put on my shoes, grab my skateboard and my red sunglasses and pull the door open. "Maxine, baby?" She still calls me Maxine. I hate it. "What do you want mom?", I say. "Billy's gonna drive you." "What the fuck, no.", I answer. I hate him, he's the worst step-brother ever. He always teases, annoys and threatens me. "Language!!!", Neil shouts. I hate him too. It's the husband from my mother. Not my real dad. Billy comes down the stairs. "Oh, yes I will. Get in my car.", he says. "Come on, hun", Mom smiles, I roll my eyes and go outside.