JULIETTE WOKE UP the next morning with the biggest hang over she's ever had in her life. She sat up from her couch, and rubbed her eyes.

She glanced around the room, and quickly came to the realization that she wasn't on her couch. She wasn't even in her own home.

Juliette stood up, and quickly walked towards the fireplace where tons of pictures sat on top of it. The pictures were all of the Harrington family.

"Shit." Juliette groaned as walked over to the windows and opened the curtains, the light making her headache worse.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

"Julie? You're still here?" Steve questioned, running a hand through his hair. "Wow, you look rough." Juliette gasped, putting a hand on her heart in a dramatic manner.

"Wow! I didn't realize!" Juliette grumbled. "Give me some of your clothes, and some medicine."

"Not even a please?" Steve teased.

"Fine. Please give me some of your clothes and some medicine." Juliette began to bat her eyelashes, her voice full of sarcasm.

"Fine. But first, go take a shower. You reek of beer. Don't want you going to school like that, do we?" Juliette rolled her eyes, and began to walk towards the Harrington boy.

"Whatever." Juliette rolled her eyes. "Where's your bathroom?"

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     THE CAR RIDE to school was awkward. Juliette didn't really know what to talk about with Steve Harrington and she certainly didn't want to.

Juliette was currently wearing some of Steve's pants, that fit her way too big, so she was using a belt, and an oversized shirt that was plain black. To top it all off, she wore Steve's sunglasses to cover the drooping of her eyes.

At least she still had her slippers.

"Was the couch comfy?" Steve questioned, trying to ease the awkward tension. Juliette looked at him in disbelief.

"I don't remember." She scoffed. "I don't remember anything."

"Do you remember calling me pretty?" Steve blurted.

"What!" Juliette's mouth dropped. "I did not!"

"Well, you did!" Steve smiled, glancing towards the girl for a quick second.

"Ugh, whatever." Juliette shuffled around in her seat, crossing her legs.

"You also called me Romeo."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Juliette scoffed once more. "Save the small talk. Just get me to school in one piece."

"I want my clothes back when you're done."

"I don't know," Juliette began sarcastically. "I kind of have the urge to burn them in my fireplace."

"Haha. Very funny." Steve rolled his eyes, maintaining his focus on the road.

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     Nancy wandered the halls aimlessly, keeping a lookout for her best friend. She walked up to her locker, and was startled when she saw Juliette appear beside her.

"Have you seen Barb?" Juliette asked the brunette. Nancy took in the state of which her friend looked, and tilted her head in confusion.

"No...Why are you dressed like that?" Nancy smiled.

"Well, someone forgot to take me home last night. So, I had to borrow some clothes from your boyfriend so that I wouldn't smell like 10 cans of beer with a hint of vomit." Nancy nodded, her smile faltering at the mention of Steve letting her use his clothes.

"I...I walked home." Nancy stuttered.

"I thought Barb took you home?" Juliette frowned, pushing the sunglasses up so that they wouldn't fall off of her face.

"No...I thought Barb took you home." Nancy sighed.

"Well, shit."

Nancy began to open her locker, when Steve slammed it open from her grasp.

"Hey!" He smiled, leaning up against the lockers.

"Hey!" Nancy said nervously.

"Is everything okay?" Steve asked.

"Yeah! Yeah, totally. I just...I feel like everyone's...staring at me." Nancy stated.

"I think that would be me they're staring at. Look at me. I look like absolute shit!" Juliette groaned, causing the couple to smile.

"Oh, I didn't...I didn't tell anyone." Steve lowered his voice, causing Juliette's eyes to widen (even if they couldn't see it).

"That's my cue to leave! Bye, Nance!" Steve laughed.

"Bye, Juliette." Nancy gave the girl a tight lipped smile.

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JULIETTE HADN'T BEEN able to find Barb all day. She was starting to become worried, and so was Nancy. They had asked around in their classes, and there was no luck in their search.

During lunch, Juliette scanned the room for Nancy. When she spotted her walking towards Steve's table, she followed. Before Nancy had the chance to walk any closer to the group, Juliette tapped her shoulder.

"No one has seen Barb. I'm getting worried." Juliette said.

"I know. I'm getting worried too." Nancy sighed. "Let's go see if any of them have seen her." Juliette nodded, and they continued their way towards the table of jerks.

"That's why science doesn't make any damn sense to me." Tommy H stated. Juliette pulled up a chair at the end of the table, and she began to laugh.

"Does anything make sense to you?" Juliette questioned with a raise of her eyebrow. Tommy H gave the Anderson a glare, to which she smiled.

"No, I swear. Look at this. It's totally frostbite." Carol complained.

"Oh, thanks, man." Tommy thanked Steve for his cup of pudding. "It's a heated pool." He said, mouth full of the chocolate snack.

"Well, if it's not frostbite, then what is it?" Carol asked.

"Ugh, I don't care what it is, it's disgusting! Get it off the table. We're eating here." Steve said, completely grossed out.

"Ew!" Carol smacked Tommy H's hand away.

"Hey, Tommy. When you left, did you see Barb?" Nancy spoke up for the first time this conversation.

"What?"

"Barbara. She's not here today."

"I seriously have no idea who you're talking about." Tommy laughed, causing Carol to laugh with him.

"Oh, shut it, ginger." Juliette groaned. Carol glared at the girl.

"Come on, don't be an ass, man. Did you...did you see her leave last night or not?" Steve defended Nancy.

"No, she was gone when we left. I only saw Ms. Hang-over on the couch, but definitely not Barb." Tommy H said, causing Juliette to laugh sarcastically.

"Probably couldn't stand listening to all that moaning." Carol laughed. "Oh, Steve!" She began to moan. "Oh, Steve! Oh, Steve!"

Juliette pulled a sour face, wanting the gross noises to end.

"Oh, shut up and let me eat my food in peace." Juliette rolled her eyes, finally taking off the sunglasses she wore. "You nasty, assholes." She mumbled.

"Listen, I'm sure Barb's fine. She's probably just...she's probably just, like, skipping or something." Steve turned towards his girlfriend, hoping to soothe her nerves.

"That's not something Barb would do." Juliette shook her head, not buying the lies.

"Yeah. Yeah, probably." Nancy agreed with Steve.

"Oh, please." Juliette scoffed.

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JULIETTE was on her way to cheer practice, as always. Their practice was cut short since there would be a football game going on that night. They liked to practice beforehand so they were all warmed up.

She noticed Nancy by the phone, but she chose to ignore her and continue on her way to the gym.

Her body suddenly crashed into a taller build, causing her to look up. It was none other than Steve Harrington.

"Now that you're in your cheer uniform, can I get my clothes back?" He asked, a look of hope in his eyes.

"You're funny, Harrington." Juliette chuckled. "I was actually thinking of keeping them. They were kind of a look." She smiled.

"I'm getting those clothes back, Anderson." Steve stated.

"Sure. Keep dreaming!" She smiled. "See you around!" Then, Juliette was gone. Steve watched a she walked away, a small smile on his face.

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"SO, I TOLD MR. MUNDY...'The solution of ten plus Y equals...blow me." Carol smiled, causing Tommy to laugh.

"Bull, if you did that, you'd be in detention right now." Steve stated.

"Saturday."

"I bet Mr. Mundy's still a virgin." Tommy laughed.

"Oh, he's so a virgin!"

"Maybe you should blow him, Carol. Help your grades a bit." The group chuckled at Tommy's joke. Nancy began to walk away.

"Woah, Nance, where you going?" Steve asked his girlfriend.

"I totally forgot." Nancy stammered. "I told my mom I would, um, I would do something with her."

"Well, what do you mean? The game's about to start." He stood up, grabbing his jacket.

"I'm sorry."

"What the hell's wrong with her?" Steve asked his friends.

"Maybe she freaked out when you went all psycho on the psycho." Tommy smiled.

"Oh, give me a break."

"What'd you expect, dating Miss Perfect?" Carol asked, blowing a bubble of gum in her mouth.

Suddenly, whimpers of pain were heard throughout the hall. The group turned to see a hurt Juliette limping towards them.

"Jeez, what happened to you?" Carol laughed.

"That bitch Claire dropped me when we were practicing in our stunt group."

"Why?" Steve asked, worry in his eyes. He reached for the girl to help her stand. Juliette put her arm around his neck.

Juliette stayed quiet.

"What'd you do?" Tommy H smiled, wanting to hear what the new girl did.

"It wasn't even me! Her stupid boyfriend started flirting with me, and I got bored, so I flirted back." Juliette shrugged.

"Julie." Steve shook his head in disbelief. "Why would you do that? She's going to target you for the rest of the school year now!"

"I just told you that it was because I was bored! Gosh do you people ever listen." Juliette rolled her eyes. "And don't call me Julie."

"Whatever. Let me see where your leg hurts." Steve said, slowly placing her onto the floor. Tommy and Carol gave each other a knowing look, and smiled.

"We're going to save some seats on the bleachers." Carol spoke up. "We'll meet you there." Tommy H and Carol then disappeared from Steve and Juliette's sight.

"Where does it hurt?" Steve asked, pulling off her shoe, leaving only her sock left.

"My ankle." Juliette answered sharply, Steve gently moved her leg around to look at the side of her ankle. "Why do you care so much? I was just going to get a pack of ice and call it a day."

"If I don't care for you, no one else will." Steve whispered.

"Barb cares, and so does my Dad." Juliette scoffed. "I don't need you playing hero."

"Yeah, well, I guess I'll be the hero to take you home." Steve picked up the girl, having her arm around him just like before. Steve made sure not to leave behind her cheer shoe.

"Whatever, hero." Juliette rolled her eyes, and let her weight lean onto the Harrington boy.

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