The Eventide Series

Chapter Seven: The Funeral

She focused her attention on the three boys in front of her. Dustin was sneaking a glance at someone else. When Melissa followed his gaze, he was looking at a young girl who was definitely in their grade. Dustin nudged both Lucas and Mike, then nodded in the girl's direction. "Wait until we tell Will that Jennifer Hayes was crying at his funeral."

The Teenagers of Eventide + Enneagram Type

Chapter Six: The Anomaly, Part Two

"Nancy." Her panicked voice alerted the others as they were now all staring at the image. Melissa pointed at the photo, her entire hand was shaking. "That's it."

"That's what we saw." Nancy edged closer, desperately trying to get a better view of it.

"My mom I thought she was crazy. But she said that's not Will's body, that he's alive."

"And if he's alive," Nancy started.

"Then, Barb could be as well."

Stelissa + moodboard (1/?)

Chapter Five: The Anomaly, Part One

Melissa ambled into the empty lunchroom, where two cops were stationed at one of the tables. One of them, Callahan-it took Melissa a moment to remember his name-waved them over and motioned for both of them to take a seat. She carefully sat herself down, as Julia took the seat right next to her. The teenager remained quiet, watching the two officers across from her. Both were reading through their little notebooks, going through what Nancy had told them. They exchanged a few words and then focused their attention on her.

Chapter Four: Another Disappearance

A sigh emitted from the teenager as she slowly approached the board. She noticed that nothing was out of the ordinary. If something terrible happened, wouldn't there be some kind of evidence? Anything that would tell them about what happened. Barb wouldn't have gone down without a fight.

"Barb!" Nancy called out again, slowly edging her way towards the forest.

Chapter Three: The Girl from Mirkwood, Part Two

Melissa pushed open the basement door, taking care with how she closed it. The first thing she did was retrieve her jacket from the coat rack and stumbled out the front door. She quickly shrugged on her jacket and went to fish out the cigarettes from the pocket. She placed a cigarette between her lips, lit the end and sucked in a long breath. As she held the cigarette between her index and middle finger, she noticed that her hand was starting to shake.

"Fuck."

What the hell was going on? For a brief moment, Melissa thought she was in some sort of weird dream. Everything that occurred in the last fifteen minutes were so bizarre. There is no way any of it happened. A girl who has the ability to move things with her mind? Yeah, right. It had to be a dream. She even pinched herself in the arm, trying to wake herself up. A wave of horror came over her when she realized that she was awake, and this was happening.

Melissa Hughes + text posts (1/?)

“I’m the adult in this situation, which means you’ll do whatever I say.”

“You’re only 16″

Melissa Hughes + moodboard

Chapter Two: The Girl from Mirkwood, Part One

When she passed the main parking lot, she glanced over at a familiar face. This made her pause. It was Jonathan Byers. In an instant, she felt her mood change. It felt like the air grew thicker, just by the sight of him. And she debated with herself; should she go over and say something, or just leave him alone?

Melissa had known Jonathan for as long as she'd known Will, which was a long time. But while Mike and Will were best friends, Melissa and Jonathan were more of friendly acquaintances. She'd seen him and interacted with him several times over the years. Whether it was him picking Will up from Mike's home, bumping into him in the school hallways, or somewhere in town. He was a really nice guy. Quiet, shy, kept to himself most of the time, which didn't bode well with the jerks that attended their school. She heard the whispered conversations they've had about him. Casting him as the outsider, the weirdo, someone that you would want to stay away from.