eleven, the case of the missing lifeguard.

                                    

                                          
max and y/n sang together, dancing around el's room. el was sitting on her bed, looking through the magazines max brought. 
max noticed the page she was on and chuckles, "oh, you found ralph macchio."
"macchio?" she questions as y/n stopped dancing as well.
"yeah, he's the karate kid," max explained before doing a karate chop in the air, making the other two laugh. "he's so hot, right?"
"he's okay," y/n shrugged. 
"okay?" max exclaimed, her eyes bulging. "no way. i bet he's an amazing kisser."
el looked at her weirdly.
"hey, uh..." max sat across from el. "is mike a good kisser?"
"i don't know. he's my first boyfriend," she responded.
"ex-boyfriend," y/n corrected and she looked down.
"hey, don't worry about it. okay?" max assured her. "he'll come crawling back to you in no time, begging for forgiveness. i guarantee you, him and lucas are, like, totally wallowing in self-pity and misery right now."
"yeah, they're like, "oh, i hope they take us back!" y/n fake cried making max and el laugh at her impersonation.
"god, what i wouldn't give to see their stupid faces," max exclaimed. el then gave her a mischievous look. "what is it?"
she looked at them, grinning.
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"is this really gonna work?" max asked as el ties a blindfold around her eyes. she nods. "holy shit, this is insane."
"max."
"yeah, quiet. i'm sorry."
after a moment, el spoke up, "i see them."
"what are they doing?" y/n asked.
"eating," she replied.
"they say we are "species," she says after another moment.
"what?" max and y/n questioned.
"emotion not logic," she continued.
"what?" they repeated in unison a bit louder.
she takes the blindfold off suddenly, looking at them.
"what happened?" y/n ask worriedly.
el starts to giggle, laying on the floor as max and y/n continue asking her questions but got no answer. they started laughing with her but stop as they heard a car coming from the outside. they hear hopper's stomping.
"oh shit, quick grab the magazines!" y/n exclaimed. the three girls grabbed the magazines and laid on their stomachs on the floor.
"when i say three inches, three-" hopper slams the door open and cuts himself off when he sees them.
"do you knock? jeez!" max exclaimed as they looked up at him from their magazines.
"yeah! jeez!" el repeated.
"oh, hey. i'm sorry. i thought that, uh-"
"mike's not here," y/n cuts him off.
"max and y/n wanted to have... a sleepover. is that... okay?" el asks him.
"yeah," he responds, his face still full of shock. "yeah. yeah. yeah. your parents know about it?"
"yup," max and y/n nods.
"uh, yeah, it's cool," he says. "yeah. that's- that's really cool."
he still stood there and they looked at him expectantly.