First period dragged by at a snails pace. Loralie was already thinking about bashing her head into her desk as the teacher rambled on and on about something that had to do with physics. The girl already learnt everything in the previous year but since the school board was feeling generous they made her stay another ten months. Loralie gave them the biggest sarcastic smile known to man that day.

Along with flipping them the bird.

The brown haired girl continued to tap her pencil against the textbook opened in front of her. She didn't even care to lookat which page it was and what information was on it.

As Loralie glanced around, she only saw other students staring either at the teacher or out the window. Maya, on the other hand, was sitting in the back corner with sunglasses to hide her eyes. The only thing is that she looked even more suspicious with them on than without it.

Loralie couldn't take it any longer, so her hand finally shot up into the air. The physics teacher stopped talking, and he turned over to the back row of the classroom only to see the infamous girl giving him a look.

"What is it now, Ms. Blythe?" The man asked while taking off his glasses.

Loralie decided to play the period card again since Maya already lied about it to get the girl out of trouble of being late. "May I use the restroom, please?"

"You can hold it in."

"No." Loralie looked at him with a deadpan expression. "This, I can't."

The teacher glanced at the clock only to see there was still half an hour left. "Can't you wait at least fifteen more minutes?"

"Can you wait until I bleed onto your precious floor?"

The whole class was silenced. Even a needle dropping to the floor would've been heared. Snickers erupted throughout the class as the teachers face turned red in embarrassment. Everyone knew how flustered he became when it had something to do with lady problems, so every girl used that to their advantage.

"Go ahead." He muttered and quickly went back to teaching.

Loralie's chair squeaked against the floor as she stood up. She glanced back to Maya to see what she was up to before leaving her here alone, but the teen was completely out of it already.

With a shrug, Loralie walked past the other students and quickly shuffled out the door. Once the hallway air filled her lungs, she finally felt free. The one class she hated was physics. Why? Because she had no clue what was going on.

The girl continued walking down the halls in search of a door that led to the outside. She needed some fresh air if she wasn't able to get something to take her mind off of things for a few more hours. That vision was putting some pressure on her shoulders, whether she liked it or not.

"Beware the fourth..." Loralie muttered to herself as she slammed the exit door open. "Beware fourth period? That's PE... are we going to play basketball, because that sure is something to beware."

The girl continued mumbling to herself as she sat down on a table near the football field. She didn't even notice something already sitting there, someone who was giving her the weirdest look known to man.

Loralie sometimes had no idea what was going around her. She could easily get so zoned out that once she even walked around town without realising it.

"You good?"

Loralie shrieked in response and looked to her right only to see a mop of curly black hair. She gave the boy a look and quickly recognised him. He was the exact person that Loralie wanted to find.

"Of course, I'm good." She replied, trying to seem chill. "Why wouldn't I be good?"

Eddie gave her a look that she already knew too well. It was the way someone told her that she seemed crazy.

"Nah, you were just mumbling to yourself about how you need to beware fourth period and stuff." He said as he took a drag from the weed he was currently smoking.

Loralie's words died out once she saw what he was holding. Her eyes focused on the joint as the smoke escaped from the end of it.

The boy was about to take another puff, but as he glanced to his left, he saw that Loralie was just staring at him.

He looked between his hand and Loralie before motioning to the joint. "Do you want a drag?"

"Oh, yes!" Loralie grinned as Eddie handed the joint over to her.

The brown haired girl stared at it for a moment with adoration before finally pulling it up to her lips and filling her lungs with the smoke. She coughed for a second but quickly got used to it.

"You're skipping, too?"

Loralie glanced over to the boy who was also there for another year. "Duh. I had physics, who wants to sit through that."

Eddie chuckled but nodded in response. "Yeah, that guy never liked me."

A small silence filled the air surrounding the two. It was not uncomfortable, more like a small break from all the things that were clouding their mind. Eddie, however, couldn't stay in silence as he finally turned his whole body to face the mysterious girl.

"Hey," He started, and Loralie turned over to him with a questioning gaze. "Aren't you the girl that is now the outcast of the town?"

Loralie stared at him as if asking if he was serious before taking another drag. She couldn't be sober to talk about this. "Uh, yeah..."

"What was it again that you were involved in? That thing... the Tenessee massacre! The school shooting!"

"No." Loralie rolled her eyes. "It was more of an axe murderer kind of scene."

Eddie hummed in thought as Loralie finally passed the joint back to him. "So are you actually a... you know."

"A what? A freak, weirdo, murderer, psycho, cowgirl, insane asylum patient... choose the one that you think fits best." She replied, listing off the things she had been called in the past year and a half.

Loralie once again quickly zoned out. The weed was starting to make her feel a little woozy. She hated the attention that was given to her now. Before the mother of Gracie, whom she hadn't seen in years, sued them last year for whatever reason, she was actually popular. Loralie didn't know why she was considered the Queen of Hawkins High for a year, but it sure did feel good. She was a cheerleader, dated a few guys and a girl, and just that stereotypical "it" girl.

But now she was popular for another reason. Her past just decided to resurface again out of nowhere and turned her entire life into literal shit.

"Your name's Loralie, right?" Eddie suddenly asked, making her dismiss the chain of thoughts.

"Yeah, and you're the infamous Eddie Munson, right?" Loralie replied with a cheeky grin. "You know, it's funny because I was actually going to look for you. I even told Dustin to tell you."

"Yeah, I know." He said as he quickly rolled up another joint that he offered to Loralie. "What another one?"

"Thanks." Loralie said as she took it from his hand.

The two of them sat there for half an hour, either making small talk about the stupidest things or the origins of the weird nicknames of Loralie. They didn't even realise how long they sat there until the dismissal bell sounded from the school building.

Loralie was sitting on the grass by the time the first period was over and was giggling at who knew what. Eddie was also kind of high but not as much as the brown haired girl. She was out of it.

"Did Dustin actually tell you that apparently I wanted to hook up with you?" Loralie asked as she started picking at the grass beside her.

Eddie snorted as he laid on top of the table. "Yeah, it made my heart flutter."

Not registering the sarcastic tone in his voice, or just not caring, the girl turned to look up at the boy with genuine confusion.

"You have a heart?" Her red eyes looked at him in daze.

"I mean, I think so." Eddie replied while placing a hand over his chest where his heart should be beating.

Loralie looked back to her hands as she continued to mess with the zipper on her coat. "Dustin's a little shit."

"Where did that come from?" The boy asked in confusion but blamed the nonsense on the weed. "But why?"

"He says shit that isn't true all the time!" She answered, flailing her arms in the air for dramatics.

"Why, do you not want to hook up with me?"

"What am I, a fish?" Loralie gave him a glare but then laughed at herself and started to imitate a fish. "Fish are the ones who literally get hooked up."

Loralie quickly stood up, which made her stop for a second to regain her balance. This was the wannabe biologist phase of Loralie's highness.

"Can you imagine being a fish?"

"No-"

"That was a rhetorical question! Like imagine you're just swimming around, living your life, and then suddenly you see food. You're stupid and swim over and bite onto it thinking, "Hmm, that's delicious" and then you're suddenly yanked out of your home, and you quickly learned how to fly."

"I've never really thought of that..." Eddie admitted a little weirded out by the rambling of the girl.

Loralie nodded and looked around before dusting herself off, trying to get rid of any dirt that must've stuck to her. As if on cue, the bell sounded back in the school, a sign that the second period was about to start.

The girl groaned but quickly turned back just to see Eddie sitting up as well.

"You know Ricky Mouse actually told me to find you for you know what."

"Ricky Mouse? Like Mickey Mouse?" The slightly elder boy asked back with a laugh. "I'm forever going to call him that now. How about you come by my place tonight and I might be able to get you something if you want."

Loralie jumped in joy and grabbed his shoulders to shake him. "You are a god send."

The girl thanked him at least five times before starting to make her way towards the door she flew out of about half an hour ago. The only thing was that she could not walk like a normal person at the moment. Loralie was inventing her own style of a runway walk as she staggered down the sidewalk with her horse-like walk.

"Do you even know where I live?" Eddie called after her in amusement as she turned around only to walk straight into the door.

Loralie yelped in surprise as she gave a long stare at the exit, pointing an accusing finger at it. "You were not here before."

"Are you alive?" The boy called out again as he was trying hard not to burst out laughing.

"I'll find my way there!" She replied as she tried to push the door open with all her weight. "But where is there?"

"There is at Forest Hill Trailer Park." Loralie threw him a quick thumbs up as she continued to push the door that would not budge. "You need to pull it, by the way!"

The girl gave a kick to the door as if it was its fault and decided to pull on it only for the door to finally open. Loralie quickly flashed Eddie a smile before disappearing back into the halls of Hawkins High.

She tried to walk in a straight line without tumbling to the side while trying to remember what the park's name was.

"There is at woods plain trailer park... or was it desert ocean trailer place?"