(This is before Nancy btw obviously)

The loud boom of music fills the room, people pushing past people, people making out in hallways, bathrooms, corners, even on the dance floor. Steve takes a long sip of his clearly spiked drink, — not that he cares —, walking through the crowds of people.

Carol and Tommy are most likely having sex in one of the bathrooms, or being overly excited outside with the more popular teens, including you.

Steve steps outside, tossing his empty plastic bottle aside onto the grass with the others, glancing around for the two, until his eyes land on you. You’re..definitely out of his league. He hasn’t spotted you in Hawkins before, perhaps you’re new.

His brows furrow in concentration to keep an eye on you, the drink you’re currently chugging dripping down your neck to your chest. He can see the way your skin glistens with sweat and alcohol.. you look straight out of a playboy book. It’s insane.

There are multiple people cheering you on, including Steve’s ‘friends’, until you finish the beer bottle and the cheers get louder. Minutes later, you’re back inside to get another drink, and you must have a high tolerance, because you don’t look affected at all.

Then there’s a slight tug on your hand, your head turning and greeted with an unfamiliar face, Steve Harrington. “Hey..” He eyes you up and down, releasing your hand and stepping closer.

“Impressive moves back there.” He ‘compliments’ with a cheesy grin, leaning against the counter beside you and staring more at the revealing clothes you’re wearing.