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Reality Bites: Dazed & Confused (5/6)

A/N: While this is painful to read, it was a blast to write. We finally get to see why Y/N(Peach) and Billy hate each other...and its because they’re a little too alike. @allaboardthereadingrailroad Bean has a type, doesn’t she?

Warnings: Swearing. Bullying. Underage drinking. Realistic descriptions of a couple tearing each other to verbal pieces. Semi OOC Steve. Horror at the end.

Parings: Steve Harrington x Plus Sized Reader

Summary: The end of the bonfire at the Quarry is supposed to be the cherry on top of a perfect summer. Instead, the tension between you and Steve comes to an ugly head.

Chapter Five: Love Will Tear Us Apart(Again)

Pregaming is a very dangerous business.

You’d learnt that Freshman year, when you’d spent the entirety of Homecoming in the backseat of Heather’s then Wide Receiver boyfriends car. Violently drunk, spinning, the front of your pretty green dress soiled with vomit.

Since then, you've learned to keep a count on your drinks. Blackouts weren’t on the agenda.

The conclusion was; anything over two beers before a party? You’ll be blackout before midnight. You don't ever accept more than a couple shots, and mixing the two? Is out of the question.

There's a method to your madness, a party equation of sorts. It always worked, always. In the past it had kept you from many fiesta folly, celebration carnage if you will.

Of course, just like everything else in your life lately,

Nothing was going how it should, how it always had.

Boo, Bean. Bullshit. What a lie about the Scientific process always being right.

The night is damp, muggy Indiana heat hanging heavy in the air. Ugh, you hate it, but more importantly, your hair hates it.

You’d had to absolutely douse it Clairol serum, and even then, you know that sooner rather than later you’d sweat out your sleek blowout-

Luckily, if there was anyone who cared as much about their hair, you so happened to be in his car.

Steve Harrington had come to pick you and Bean up in that shiny BMW of his. Fashionably late, a little after ten pm. He’d been to enough parties to know that nobody of notoriety showed up before nine.

You’d both informed Bean of that fact, you sliding into the passenger and her into the back.

“Aren't we going to be late, or something?” Bean wondered, tugging a little at the hem of her dress. It had come out perfect, just as you’d planned.

Short and tight and slutty, leopard print and just on the right side of tack. She wanted to look like a Motely Crue groupie, and that she did.

Steve chuckles as he cranks the wheel, backing out of your driveway and into the street “I don't think that you can really be late to a party, Sinclair- it's like, not conducive to partying”

Steve and his big, shiny new words.

They clash, his developed vocabulary and his ability to morph into a near replica of his school days self. Shiny styled hair, the red and white bomber over the crisp white tee. Cuffed jeans. Expensive tennis shoes.

You used to hate him, and his pretty hair and his exorbitant sneakers and now, he rubs your bare thigh absent mindedly, before reaching for the radio.

It’s odd.

A real mid fuck.

You suck, hard on the end of a lit pre-roll, your lungs screaming in protest.

Weed gods, please. SOS. Take away this…unease.

There’s no need for it. You’re hot. Beans hot. You and Steve arent dating, just showing up together.

Multidimensional aliens aren't real. Maybe.

It was Bean's first “official” party, the knot in your stomach must be her residual nervous energy. Had to be. Right?

As Bean swigs Orange Jubilee Mad Dog, she doesn't seem very nervous at all.

The Farewell at Lovers Quarry is as old as the town it’s self, as middle america as it got. A bonfire, bright and blazing sat on the rocky shore of the watering hole, a meeting ground. It felt primordial, and trashy and more then a tad bit juvenile.

Just the way that a High School kegger should.

You’d always loved it, the dirty debauchery. The pounding music, the never ending chatter and commotion that came with being in a large group of people. You liked being acknowledged, spotted in the crowd, having your name called,

“Y/N, wherve you been?”

“Wow, look who actually showed up”

It just doesn't…scratch the itch.

“AH! SEE!!” Heather had screeched, eardrum piercingly loud, throwing her arms around your neck and squeezing tight “I told you she was coming! Didn't I tell you! I fuckin’ told you”

She’s drunk, but that's a given. Whenever the brunette has a red solo cup in her hand, it only means one thing; full to partial black out. Maybe a fight. Possible alcohol poisoning “What you didn't tell me is that you were bringing your boyfriend, you bitch”

Her whisper isn't much of a whisper at all, and you're glad for the blush you’d already applied because your face would be flaming. You don’t even want to look at Steve.

“Hi! You're Ben, right?”

“Um, Bean” Bean corrects, looking a little bit uncomfortable with the intimate nickname being thrown around so blase. You hope she knows you're sorry “B/R/N, actually”

“Oh! Yeah! Bean!” Heathers not malicious, not venomous the way you knew the rest of the squad could get. But she is drunk, her filter dissolved in vodka, who knows how long ago “Want’a shot?”

“Sure” Bean nods, grin a bit forced but still there. Trying. There- she might have that experience she was looking for yet. Fake it til’ you make it, huh.

“Yessss”

Bean had a lot of practice with touchy feely former Homecoming Queens. Being friends with you, she had to adjust to overbearing physical contact pretty damn fast.

When she becomes victim to a Heather Headlock, she can't help the squeak she emits. her eyes look like they're legitimately going to bulge straight out of her head and you let out a peel of laughter.

This is what you wanted, sweet Jelly Bean.

You don’t notice how Steve trails behind, apprehensive- even when his former team players clap him hard on the back. Man hugs. Weird boy code hand shakes. He smiles, but that look in his eye never shifts.

Cheerleading is a competitive sport, and one day the world will recognize it as such. It’s the most physical thing you’d ever done, your body had bent and broken in ways that had made even your surgeon of an uncle take a double look.

All those fractured bones and tumbles,

And none of that shit had anything on the mental gymnastics that came with being a Hawkins High Tiger

It’s sick, and you’d deny it to anyone who asked, but you’d always kind of gotten off on it. It was a pyramid of gossip, and as long as you stayed at the tip, you got a good vantage point. It was fun, looking down on everyone.

It used to be fun.

So why isn't it anymore?

Because you’re old news, the intrusive bitch part of your brain whispers.

The new generation of Varsity Tigers are shiny, new. Young and excited, eyes glittering and hopeful. They’re only a bit younger then you, and most of them you’d known for years- and yet you envy them so much it makes the liquor in your stomach churn.

This is what this party was about. A final farewell to the Graduates of 86’, as soon as the clock struck midnight the schools books would officially update.

Your names would be gone forever, gone.

Time would reset and go on, and you? Would be stuck.

You’re not only old news, you’re Jurassic. You’ll be a Hawkins fossil, forever frozen in the Indiana mud the even bitchier, more intrusive part of your brain reiterates her evil twin.

Weren’t people supposed to have an angel and a devil on their shoulders? Instead you had a head full of bitches, and really, none of them liked you.

It’s why you’ve been actively trying to drown them in the trash can punch you’d been handed.

Shut up. Have fun. Be normal.

You wonder if people would be so eager to party in the woods if they knew what you did. If they hit a Venus fly trap with legs, would they be okay in the near darkness?

You are.

Okay.

Listening to Molly talk about how she’s road tripping to Ann Arbor next weekend. She wanted an early monopoly on Freshman rush. She was a legacy, of course.

You’d be good at that, you think. Sorority. Another predestined social construct you could fall in. Sounds nice.

“What about you, Y/N? Still taking that gap year?”

It comes from Kirsten. Bleach blonde, fake tan Kirsten. You’d never liked her, and you think the bright blue swiped across her eyelids looks like clown makeup. You should tell her of the fact,

Instead you explain for what felt like the thousandth time that yeah, you were. Maybe you’d volunteer at the hospital with Elliot. Maybe you’d go backpacking- you like hate nature but whatever. Maybe you’d blow your brains out, oh, that’s if you didn’t get eaten by-

You leave out that last part. A smile on your glossy pink lips, toss a quick “I’ll be back” before you give them your acid washed back.

Where’s Steve? And Bean? Heather had been feeding your party green friend shots, but then Kyle showed up and well now Heather was liplocked and distracted. Usual. Hargrove hadn’t gotten here yet, had he? You hadn’t seen that environmental ailment of a car of his parked along with all of the others in the clearing.

Bean had to be around here somewhere, your eyes scanned fast for the raven haired girl. Leopard print. Amber skin- the bonfire is raging now, full blast. The party packed; bodies swaying, way more people had shown this year- how long had you been sucked into the cheer vortex? You hadn't realized how much time had passed, but if you were gauging it by how many people were now here…shit.

The wedges you’re in are tall, and though you’d been on heels since the first time you’d seen how they made your ass look in a Macy’s changing room in 8th grade, the terrain isn’t meant for them. It’s too rocky, unstable. Roots and uneven ground.

“Learn how to fucking walk, asshole” you hiss at a guy, he had knocked into your cup and your hand is covered in sticky red, the sleeve of your jacket soaked.

He slurs an apology, something about a bitch, but clears the path enough for you to shoulder your way around him.

These stains would never come out, you mentally lament as you inspect the damage to your coat and dress, the vivid red that marred the baby blue. No baking soda slurry would fix it.

It’s not even Midnight, hadn't even hit the hour that everyone had shown up for. You can't leave yet, it would look bad.

Everybody talks about how fun you are, but I just don't see it,.

You down the little that's left of your drink, and drop the cup, let it roll where it may. It gets stomped on, down to flat plastic bits and yeah. That feeling isn't far off or foreign

Finding Bean is bust, the girl is gone in a plume of smoke. If you had to guess- said plume of smoke was thick Marlboro Red based, exhaled by a certain mullet having asshole.

Where the hell is Steve?

What, you can't get him to leave you alone for more then five minutes at a time all summer, but the moment you get him in a social setting he totally ghosts? It makes you uneasy, that notion.

He said it was fine, that the two of you were fine.

Ending up with the burnouts is not how you thought this party would go, but they have weed, even if it is shitty home grown grass. Youre all for Bean getting her rocks off, but did she have to run off with the tin of pre-rolled joints in her bag?

Midnight comes and goes,

The world doesn't stop.

But it doesn't feel like it goes on either, the bonfire, the people. The sky and the watering hole and Hawkins in fucking general is suspended, a snowless snow globe.

The new seniors cheer, raise their cups because fuck yeah, one step closer to being done. And the graduates, they cheer because they did it. Accomplished what they had been told needed to be accomplished since kindergarten.

You don't cheer, but you don't let your face screw up either, just suck on the end of the poorly rolled blunt that some guy you would have absolutely never talked to in school hands you.

You don't even really talk to him now, but you’ll smoke his weed.

“Y/N-:”

You're sufficiently stoned, when you hear your name called. When that familiar head of perfectly styled hickory hair bobs through the crowd. Steve finds you, standing too near the bonfire, arms crossed, a frown marring your pretty features, the flames licking and dancing in the reflection of your narrowed eyes.

“Uh, what are you doing?”

“Not like you care,” You shoot at him. “But some asshole drowned my jacket in jungle juice. I’m trying to dry it off”

“Shit, here-” He starts to take off the bomber hed donned for the night,a peace offer. Maybe. You wave him off, its fine, you tell him. Whatever.

“No, I’m cool. Where have you been all night? I feel like I've barely seen you. What? We come together but you're too cool to be seen with me?”

You’ve said worse to him, so much worse. Your tone isn't even that shitty, bratty maybe but well he deserved it. Bean had an excuse for ditching you, but Steve? What the hell.

“What the fuck are you talking about? you're the one who sent me on a beer run so you could sit and play catch up with the squad”

“Longest beer run in history, huh”

“Y/N” It’s a warning, his tone. The square of his shoulders.

But youre drunk and irritated, and not having even a little bit of fun. The music is too loud, blaringly so, and whoever is in control of it has super shitty taste, A View To Kill had been replayed like three times.

Steve drains his own solo cup, seeming to need it before replying and yeah. He was the DDD, Designated Drunk Driver, but like, that seems extensive.

“I really don't need this shit right now, I’ve been looking for you for an hour, no one told you to run off-”

“Run off? Are you serious?-”

“Look, I dont want to fight, I really dont” he grabs your arm, loose grip. “Let’s just go home. My parents are gone so you can spend the night at mine? We can get the hell out of here, and go watch that weird Gelfling movie you were telling me about”

“We cant leave yet, Steve”

“Why not?”

“We- We haven't even been here for that long. And you know after parties always beat this stupid shit anyway. Isn't Tommy H throwing?”

“Yeah, fuck no I’m not going to his after party. You don't even like Tommy-”

“I know but like who cares. All of our friends will be there”

“So? Doing what? More of this” He gestures vaguely with his hand, and you don't like this, “This shits miserable, I didn't even want to come-”

“What?” That's not true, he’d been just as excited as you. He’d wanted to be here just as much as you did. He'd been all for it, hadn't he?

“But I did, because you did. Because you wanted to have fun, but I can tell you're not. And I’m not, so let;s just go. We have a better time when it’s just the two of us anway”

“Okay you're kind of being an elitist asshole right now. What do you mean miserable? All of our friends are here” You insist, trying to force your voice party light. Happy. Because you’re supposed to be here, He’s supposed to be here. It makes sense, you can't leave yet. “Beans somewhere around here-”

“Nah, she ran off with Hargrove. They left, dude. A while ago”

Dude?

“Okay, dude” its a clear taunt “So what? You just want to go without telling anyone goodbye-”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying I want to do”

“Heather!-” You’re insisting. Throwing out the weakest argument points ever, and really, you don't even know why. Why youre playing devils advocate for this stupid as shit party, why youre trying to convince him to stay with you.

“Ditched you to play tonsil hockey with Lisnecki”

“I did not get ditched! If anyone ditched me tonight it was you-”

You’d always believed that there was a time and place for everything. The right timing, Your Uncle Elliot had taught you young, could change everything. Could make or break a situation.

Nancy Wheeler has horrible timing.

Always had. Spoke when she knew it would infuriate people. Reminded teachers who had clearly forgotten about homework due dates. Stumbled into the middle of cat fights in the locker rooms.

It was clearly a habit she wasn't going to drop anytime soon.

You're so consumed with Steve, and the ever growing tension between the two of you that you dont notice her. Wouldn't have, even if your- Steve wasnt starting to really piss you off. She’s never been very noticable.

There's a tap on your shoulder, just as you're about to tell him to go home without you if he wanted to leave so bad.

You should've known, by the look in his eye. By the way his mouth snaps shut and his jaw does that weird little grindy thing it tended to do when he felt awkward, put on the spot.

Nancy stands there, looking completely out of place. Far from her element, and both of you know it.

Any other day the two of you would be just about the same height, but you tower over her in your heels. Look down on her. Jonathan Byers lurks just behind her, in his usual Jason Vorhees fashion. Very shasher sheek.

“Um, Hi Y/N- uh Steve, hey” She greets, thin lips pulling up into a cumbersome smile as she greets you.

“Nance” Steve nods.

“Wheeler” The pseudo one word greeting you give back is short.

“I was just wondering if you know where Bean is. I can't find her anywhere, and we were supposed to meet up. I thought she’d be with you” Nancy continues. Doesn't this bitch want to be a journalist? Shouldn't she know how to read the proverbial room better?

Maybe it's the fact that she calls Bean by the sacred nickname that meant so much to you, that she inquired about your best friend.

Or maybe, it’s the way that Steve greets her back, with none of the strained animosity that he had been speaking to you with just moments before. Soft, he’d always been so soft with Nancy. So soft for her.

Either way. Nancy had always had horrible timing.

And you…well, you didn't have the patience to play nice right now. Not for someone who mattered so little, who you barely liked in the first place.

“She wanted to meet up with you? Are you sure?” Your voice is sweet, teeth rotting. Nerve exposing “I didn't even think the two of you were friends anymore”

Nancy’s already big round eyes go even rounder. Shock. Indignance. You don't give a shit. She wasn't the little doll people treated her as, and you sure went going to handle porcelain priss Nancy with kiddy gloves. Not for Bean. And certainly not for Steve.

“We never really stopped being friends. Just different paths, for a while. I thought we could all- Bean invited me here so that we could hang out”

Oh.

Hm.

“Here? To a party?” You let out a giggle, “ Isn't that that a little counterintuitive, you and parties don't really mix. The last party I remember you being at was Hanna’s Halloween thing, and well. We all know how that went”

“Y/N-”

No, Steve. This is the most normal you’ve felt all night,

“I mean you were better dressed at that one, to be fair. Which is funny because that was an actual costume party. Whats with this get up, Nance? Did you get dressed in the dark or something? Its okay. We all have our fashion faux pas But for future reference, green and pink stripes dont look good on anyone” You whisper the last part, delighting at the way her face crumpels.

The tendons in her neck straining as she swallows. Tears? A retort?

You want it. It feeds something in you, something starving and empty and gaping. Ugly. Familiar.

“What the hell is your problem?” Oh. Retort it is. She’s not a doll at all is she? Ballsy, taking the bait.

“Okay that's enough” Steve goes forward, wanting to put literal space between the two of you. You side step him easily, crossing your arms over your chest. That smile, the one that contorts your entire face, aimed at him now.

“It’ll be enough when I say it’s enough”

“You’re being ridiculous.It’s not her fault, don't take our shit out on her-”

“I’m being ridiculous?”

“Yeah, you are. Act your age for like, two seconds and let’s go cool off. This is so below you-”

“Screw you, Steve” You spit the words right into his face. Cutting whatever else he had to say short.

You’re turning away, fast on your heels before he can say anything else. You cant even look at him, as you feel the heat lick up your chest your cheeks burn.

Embarrassment and rage intermingle dangerously, and you feel them in your throat. In the tips of your fingers, as you curl them int fists at your side.

Its not that he stepped in to defend her- even though yeah, you fucking hate that too.

It’s the way he had spoken to you. He’d literally looked down on you and scolded you, in front of everyone. For anyone to see. Like you were a child, like you were below him. He had spoken to you the way he did the kids. Like you were Lucas, or Dustin, or Mike. A child who needed to be corrected.

You're on a warpath, you don't care who you knock into. If anyone has any sense, they’ll get the fuck out of your way. You push and shove through the crowd, legs carrying you faster then they should be able to. Your ankles barely wobbling as you climb the rocky path, the one that leads to the field. Away from the party. Away from the fire. From Nancy, from Steve-

“Y/N!”

You ignore him, ignore the way he yells after you as he trails behind you, getting caught up in the crowd. Lacking the fuel like anger to push his way through.

You’re too mad to think about how you’re going to get home, you don't even know where you're going. You just need to get away. You have to outrun this. These feelings. Him.

“Really? Fuck” Steve curses as he fumbles through the dark, slips on rocks and almost faceplants “Wait a second, Y/N!”

Curse his athleticism. Curse his long legs. Curse these fucking wedges!

Steve grabs your wrist when he catches up to you, which he does quickly. You wrench your arm away from him.

“Dont touch me”

“Seriously, talk to me-”

“Talk to you? I dont even want to fucking look at you right now”

“At me? I wasn’t just a cunt to random people for zero reason. What the hell was that back there? Why would you act like that?”

You can't believe him

“Like what?” You goad him, finally meeting him head on. Steve wanted this. He wanted to fight. “A cunt? Like myself?”

“Stop”

“No Steve, you said it. I’m a cunt. I’m not a nice person, and that's fine. At least I dont parade around, with a holier then though nice guy act pretending to be decent”

Steve rubs his head, both hands, standing straight and letting out a long exhale “Dont try to turn this around on me. You always do this shit, its always the same thing. Me. I’m the bad guy. I’m the asshole-”

“You are!”

“I’m not the one who just used an innocent girl as my own personal punching bag”

“Oh! Okay! There it is Steve” You point at him, hands gesturing wildly, manic shrill laughter bubbling “Innocent Nancy. God, could you be more pathetic? How are you still pining after her? It’s been like two fucking years, get the fuck over it”

“You don't know what you’re talking about” Steve grits out. “This has nothing to do with her, I didn’t even know she was going to be here tonight”

You've seen him annoyed. You’ve seen him get chewed out by shitty customers over ice cream, seen him lose big games. Seen him exasperated and pissed.

You’ve never really seen him angry.

Not at you.

“You want a Nancy. Thats fine, go find one. Hell, go see if you can get her back from Byers. But don’t you ever, ever fucking try to chide me infront of everyone because I refuse to play boring Wonder Bread girlfriend for you”

“Is that what you’re so pissed about? You’re embarrassed that I called you out in front of everyone?”

“You had no right-”

“Fuck, really? I had no right? So you get to say whatever you want to me, whenever you want to? But god forbid I-. Why do you always have to start this?” Steve’s eyebrows are pinched together something fierce. Face sour in a way you had never seen it.

“Me? I started this?” You cry because you don't like where this is going, you don't like the way hes turning it around on you. “You’ve been acting sketch all night!”

“You did. You started it because all you care about is what these people think of you. We shouldve left an hour ago- fuck, we never should of came in the first place. But you just had to come show out for em, huh? What do you get out of it, what does it do for you?” Steve questions, and the worst part is? It’s valid.

You don't know what to say, your well of near constant quick witted comebacks going dry. As dry as your throat as you swallow around the lump that clogs it.

“What are you so scared of?” Steve pushes, coming forward. You want to hold your ground, he doesnt get to make you feel this small “Why are we here? For someone as bossy and OCD as you are, it's insane to me that you let opinions, of people who you don't even care about, get to you this bad”

“You're such an asshole-” you start, but he goes on.

He doesn't even sound as mad anymore. Just tired. Exhausted exasperation. It makes your hair stand on end.

What he’s saying, the way he’s looking at you.

“-I don't have to explain a thing to you. What, you think you know me because we’ve fucked a few times? That doesn't mean shit, it doesn't mean a single thing to me”

“Here we go” He shakes his head, a joyless quirk of his lips. “I don't know you, huh? At all? Thats such bullshit”

“You don't. What, you think because you know how to make me come you suddenly know the inner workings of my psyche? What are you so scared of? Fuck off with that garbage, Steve. You're not my boyfriend. You're a glorified booty call, you get that right? That all we've been doing? God, your parents really didn't hug you enough as a child”

The blow lands. You can tell by the look on his face. By the way he staggers, almost physically.

He gapes, mouth opening and closing. Like he's trying to figure out what to say- you're ready for it. For the back lash. For him to snap.

“It's always gonna be like this with you, isn't it? With us?” Steve frowns, disgusted.

You shrug.

Probably.

“You’re fucking insane” Steve accuses.

You start to walk away from him.

“And insecure!”

Whatever.

“And I'm done chasing you. I’m so serious, I’m not gonna keep doing this with you, don't walk away from me-”

“Fuck you, Steve!” You hiss.

“No- fuck you, Y/N. Fuck this”

Your pride keeps you from looking back, from watching him climb into the BMW. You hear the ignition though, heer his wheels ground gravel as he backs out, as he drives away.

Even though you're furious, even though you hate him in that moment,and even though you’re drunker than you’d meant to get. You he won't leave you, not really.

Steve always comes back.

Steve doesn't come back

The night is sweltering, the summer heat digging its nails in even as the stars dot twinkling constellations across the blackened sky. Hot, humid, and miserable. You’ve never felt so heavy.

You trudge down Old Mill Road, through the darkness. It cuts through the woods, and is a straight shot back into town from the quarry. It’s also a five mile hike- you’d ditched the platforms twenty minutes ago. Your feet feel no no relief, padding barefoot on the rough asphalt,

“Ow- Fuck” You hiss, for what feels like the hundreth time as you hop on one foot, rubbing pebbles and rubble away from your soft soles. A hysterical sob bubbles up from the pit of your chest and you choke on it, fighting to keep your emotions at bay. It’s fine, you’d made this walk before. Drunker than this-

There's a shuffle in the leaves.

Yeah, you’d made this walk. But never had you done it alone.

The treeline is alive, dark and ominous and gaping on either side of the road. Your ears catch every noise, head snapping to follow the sound, eyes shifting in the thick pitch dark. It’s probably an animal or something. A bunny, or maybe a deer- the coyotes in the area had ripped the Jeffersons dog to shreds last fall.

Funnily enough, you’d take a pack of rabid dogs over what could be out there.

It’s going to be fine, you chant to yourself, picking up the pace. Your calves screaming in protest, your inner thighs rubbed beyond raw.

You're just paranoid and upset. You’re not thinking logically-

Branches snap and crunch and the hair on the back of your neck stands straight, on high alert-

Your mind is just playing tricks on you, but you propel yourself faster and faster until you’re full on sprinting down the isolated road. Your lungs tighten painfully and your head spins. It has teeth, rows and rows of them, and claws. It left a crater sized dent in your hood- and it fucking killed Barb. Bean said-

A pair of headlights cut through the dark,

Part of you would’ve taken the Xenomorph instead.

The beat to shit Ford Galaxi passes you, and then rolls to a stop a few feet ahead. You deliberate bee-lining into the monster infested forest.

Instead you raise your chin and square your shoulders a bit. It looks better than jumping up and down and cursing at the sky because what had you done in a past life. To. Deserve. This.

There's only so much dignity one can have when they’re barefoot with mascara running down their face, with their shoes hanging from their left hand.

“Y/N?” Nancy calls through the open, she’s riding passenger of course. Jonathan Byers just stares at you, beady eyes hard and cautious. “Are you okay?”

“Uh-” you blank because really, what the fuck does she expect you to say. You wonder if maybe this is some kind of prank, you tell her no, you are very much not okay and she drives away cackling because you’d pointed out her lack of fashion sense.

It’s what you would do.

Nancy’s gaze isn’t malicious, as much as it is inquiring. A little too knowing, a little too concerned.

Because she’s a better person than you are.

“I’m totally fine” It’s weaker than you mean for it to be, far from the venomous retort that you can't seem to muster.

They have all the reason in the world to leave you there, stranded on Old Mill, Jonathan actually looks like he’s totally okay with that option. But Nancy persists. Pushy as ever.

“We could give you a ride home, if you need one?”

Everything inside of you protests that offer, down to a cellular level. You should tell them absolutely the fuck not, and walk away. Flipping your hair behind you. That’s how it is, how it’s been. What you know.

The forest breathes again, crunching and shifting and swaying and you swear somewhere in the distance something is shrieking.

“Yes” the words feel like cotton in your mouth. Jonathan looks as shocked as you feel, like the craziest thing to ever happen in this town is you agreeing to ride in the back of his junk mobile.

“Please, if you’re going by my place. I’d really uh appreciate it”

The smile Nancy gives you is both forced and sympathetic and you’d really like to die. Death seems like a comfort at this point, and that’s not you being dramatic.

“No, It’s okay you’re only a few streets over from me. Right, Jonathan?”

Jonathan grimaces and you never thought you’d feel any sort of camaraderie with the Eldest Byers, like ever. But as you climb into the back seat, situating yourself on the tattered leather, you lock eyes with him in the rearview. I’d rather be doing anything other than this.

Yeah, the feelings fucking mutual.

The ride to your place is too long, and you don’t think you really breathe through the entirety of it. The Guns of Brixton floats through his speakers and you cling to the thought of; maybe none of this is real. Maybe nothing has been real, since you hit that thing in the woods.

If only that were the case.

Word to the wise; If a man ever calls you a cunt and then leaves you stranded in the middle of nowhere? You better never talk to him again. Ever. Even if he does look like Steve Harrington

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Loving Care by Clairol, 1960

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Yes, it’s Veganuary! I’ve been a vegan for around 5 years now (I have a terrible memory which I’m sure non-vegans would attest to my diet but really it’s a desire to never live in the past), and whilst veganism is very much focused on diet… it’s also not!

Veganism isn’t just not eating animals, it’s living in a way that does as little harm as possible which encompasses diet AND lifestyle! I love that Veganuary is getting bigger and bigger each year but I didn’t want to add to the already-covered FOOD elements of eating a vegan diet. In my opinion it’s the easiest part! FOOD IS GOOD. You can get it everywhere, it’s always in your face and in the year of our lord Keanu Reeves, 2020 has already started with a bunch of big companies launching new vegan ranges. It’s great! No more side salad’s and fries no matter where you go to eat!

So, instead of adding to the noise of food (which is very difficult for me. I’m an eater), I wanted to talk about skincare.

(Some of these links are affiliate links which just means, if you happen to click and purchase, I get a tiiiinny kickback from it 😉 )

If you want to adopt a vegan lifestyle this month or, hey, maybe go vegan full time or at least veganise your life in a REALLY easy way, you can start with your skin care products. Quick caveat: I’m not going to be talking about plastic reduction today but that’s something I can hit up on another day.

Did you know that SO many big brand skin care ranges out there STILL test on animals? Either directly or indirectly, it’s still going on and a great way to implement veganism into your life is by going CRUELTY FREE*.

Want to know a list of some well known brands who still test?

Aussie Hair care, Avon, Benefit, Biore, Bobbi Brown, Chanel, Clairol, Clarins, Clearasil, Clinque, Estee Lauder, Garnier, Johnson & Johnson, L’Oreal, Lancome, Mac, Maybelline, Neutrogena, Origins, YSL. See full list here.

It’s shocking, isn’t it? And these are the people who openly test on animals**.

If you’ve read this far – thank you! I promise, it will be worth it, because I’m going to tell you about a few of my favourite skincare items (cleansers, toners, masks, moisturisers) so you can take a look and maybe even make a switch!

Cleansers

When it comes to cleansers I’m a bit of a newbie. I used to always use face washes growing up but when I went vegan I just starting using (avocado) oil to take my makeup off because it’s obviously not tested on animals, it’s organic and comes in a glass bottle so no worry about plastic. I generally don’t have an issue with my skin but I do get blackheads on my chin -always have- and it wasn’t really until I was bought a soapy cleanser as a gift that I realised how lazy and silly I was being! These are the cleansers I use at the moment and what I think of them (please note; this post isn’t in any way affiliated – these are my honest opinions!!).

my CLARINS Re-move

You might have noticed I said that Clarins wasn’t cruelty free and so I’ll quickly let you know that the my CLARINS range is their first CF range. The rest of their products aren’t suitable for vegans. I was bought this as a gift but I am the type of vegan who supports vegan ranges from non-vegan companies because I believe that buying them will let the company know that there is a market!

Now for the actual info; this cleaner is a gel formula which I’m not particularly fond of in general but I do feel like it does a good job! Clarins is a brand that likes to add overpowering scents to their products, this is no different. The smell is very perfume-y and reminds me of Clearasil. I wouldn’t say it was good for overly sensitive skin but if you like to feel really clean, this will do the job!

e.l.f Superclarify

I love e.l.f products so if I wanted to cut this blog post short I’d say just buy their entire range because they do great makeup too but I want to give you options! I was bought this as a gift for Christmas so I’ve not been using it for a long time but I have used it every single night since I got it because I love it so much! There’s a sort of pearlescent look to it, for some reason, which I think is unnecessary and it’s also a gel formula like the Clarins cleanser but this one gets a good foam going with only a little bit of product. It smells a little bit floral but like essential oils instead of chemicals. After using it your skin feels really refreshed. Totally recommend it!

Toners

I have always used witch hazel as a toner, which I recommend because it smells lovely and doesn’t strip moisture from your skin, but I also go a new toner for Christmas and, again, I’ve been using it every night and loving it.

e.l.f Supertone

There’s a bit of a misconception that toner ‘resets’ your skin, but that’s a myth. Toner shouldn’t remove makeup, your cleansing should do this, but it should remove dead skin cells and help your pores and, thus, the overall tone of your skin – go figure!

This e.l.f toner is citrus-scented and you can feel it has an acidic reaction with your skin, so instead of just removing dead skin cells I feel like you can really feel it going a bit deeper and helping clear out deeper set dirt in the pores. I swear since I started using this my skin feels more even and my blackheads feel like they’re clearing up.

Moisturisers

I’m a big fan of moisturiser! I feel like more people need to get into them so I really hope this post sways you if you don’t use them already. I’m not even just talking about reducing wrinkles or looking younger because I couldn’t care less about that, I just think they make you feel better by either helping with dryness (which can make you feel horrible) or helping you look more awake or else just making you feel a little bit decadent because you’ve smooshed your face a little bit. Facial massage is just the best and this really encourages it!

I’m going to run through my moisturisers in order of when I use them in the day so…

Morning moisturisers:

Body Shop Vitamin C Skin Reviver, Instant Smoother

I use this as my first step moisturiser every single morning, before I put makeup on etc. It’s very light like a serum and smells so good with it’s orange/grapefruit-y scent. It adds a little bit of luminescence to your skin and adds an instant boost of moisture to your skin, making it look super smooth and even.

Body Shop Vitamin E 48h Moisture Cream

I always do a double moisturise in the morning because I’m fancy like that! Once my vitamin C soaks in I pop a dollop of vitamin E on top. This formula is thick and delicious. It’s scent is a little bit like Nivea – I don’t know what it is but it’s so good and just reminds me of being a kid and smothering myself in Nivea all day every day but sadly they aren’t CF so this is the closest I can get to that wonderfulness! Standing on it’s own legs, though, this is a fabulous moisturiser which makes your skin feel like its best self and you don’t need a lot of it to get results.

Evening moisturisers:

e.l.f Superhydrate

After I’ve cleansed and toned my face I’ve started using this moisturiser and rolling it in with my rose quartz face roller – are you noticing how much I love massaging my face yet? Again, I got this for Christmas in an e.l.f set and it’s really a lovely product. It’s the strangest moisturiser I’ve ever used because it’s like jelly – totally wibbly-wobbly and when you scoop a little bit out the next time you look at the pot its just back to it’s jelly-like self. Hard to explain but I like it! Once on your skin it melts in easily. You can use your hands to rub this in but I really like the way it rolls on so I do that every night! Afterwards your skin feels bouncy and a little bit sticky for a few minutes but I really think I look, dare I say, like a kid just out of the bath afterwards. You know, that totally clean totally refreshed look? Adore!

LJ Natural Overnight Organic Skin Drink

I like to support small and local businesses and was so excited to stumble upon LJ Natural. If you’re local to me in Wilmslow, Cheshire you can nip in to grab home-made, organic and natural skin care products but you can also shop via the website no matter where you are! I use this moisturiser if I’ve had the heating on a lot during the day which really saps the moisture out of my whole body, let alone my skin. Adding a little bit of this before beds resets all of that and I love the texture of it; a little bit gritty, if that’s a good way to put it. The grains dissolve as you rub it in and you’re left with a covering of oil but in a good way – it slowly sinks in overnight and helps to overcome dryness. The product is for dry, mature or sensitive skin which I don’t really have but over the winter months it’s been a lifesaver!

Feeling Fancy moisturiser:

my CLARINS Re-Boost

Unlike the way I don’t really like the strong scent of the Clarins cleanser, I can honestly say the moisturiser is totally different! If I have a bath I use this afterwards to add to that feeling of ahhhh. The formula is light but incredibly powerful. It sinks in immediately leaving your skin really soft and smelling a bit fruity which lulls me right to sleep!

Masks

I love a face mask and will do one every few weeks. I wish I could do them every week but I forget. That being said I do like to save them for when I’m going to have a really long shower or hot bath which I only do every few weeks! (Relax, I do wash! I just usually have short showers!)

e.l.f Supermask

Made like a moisturiser this mask is a bit confusing and you have to really remember you put it on! It’s very light and doesn’t sit on top of your skin, like every other mask I’ve used, but sinks in immediately so the only way to remember to rinse your face is to set a reminder! Well, I suppose that’s not the only way, but it is for me! I got this one recently and have only used it once but it was a nice experience and my skin felt refreshed and unprovoked. You know what I mean? It washed off easily might be the best way to put it!

Body Shop Matcha Tea Pollution Clearing Mask

One of my fave masks every this green concoction is light and smells like matcha so you feel like you’re doing something really good for your skin! I really love the glass jars that Body Shop use for their masks and it kind of adds to the experience of doing something a bit decadent but also something good. It really leaves you feeling clean and calm.

Body Shop British Rose Fresh Plumping Mask

Another beautiful glass pot with another beautiful mask inside. I LOVE rose scented stuff; give me all the rose flavours. I could wear this whilst eating Turkish Delight and be in heaven. Oh that gave me an idea for tonight… anywho, the formula is like jelly and it’s flecked with rose and aloe vera (hence the consistency) and it’s so cool on your skin you feel instantly relieved. Once washed off – which can take a few attempts – your skin is glossy and smells so good you want to do it again. The pot does say to use daily or a few times a week but you don’t get that much in the pot. I like to treat myself but I also like to save money so…

I really hope you liked this, it’s a bit of a different post from me but I’m trying to lean towards easy ways to add veganism into your life – in my opinion, after food, skin care is the next easy way because all you have to do is Google cruelty free brands and away you go! Enjoy and maybe the next time you go to buy something for your skin you think about making a cruelty free choice!

Sam

*I could rant a little about CF here… maybe I will.

Ok, so if you see a product that says VEGAN on it, it might not actually be vegan. A lot of companies are using the term as a sneaky sales pitch but what they mean is that the product in question is made from plants with no animal derivatives. In order for a product to be vegan it needs to be labelled cruelty free. This means that it’s not made of animals and it also hasn’t been tested on them either! Cruelty free is what a product is, vegan is what we are – I hope that makes sense!

** There’s a grey area out there as well, though. Some companies will state they don’t test on animals but if they sell their products in China the company isn’t technically vegan. China test all incoming products on animals so whilst the parent brand might not do the testing, by selling in China they sign a contract to say they’re happy for it to be done! There’s an ongoing argument regarding whether or not vegan’s can still use the items that are sold in the UK, knowing that the parent brand tests elsewhere, as well as an argument regarding whether or not vegans should buy from companies that sell both cruelty free AND non-cruelty free products but honestly, the choice is yours. There’s no such thing as a perfect vegan, all we can do is our best!

It's here! My first #Veganuary blog post all about S K I N C A R E. Check it out if you're thinking of going cruelty free this year! Yes, it's Veganuary! I've been a vegan for around 5 years now (I have a terrible memory which I'm sure non-vegans would attest to my diet but really it's a desire to never live in the past), and whilst veganism is very much focused on diet...

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My Twist Braid Hair Journey (Straight Hair)

On April 14, 2018, an African residing in Philippines installed Twist Braids on my not so straight hair. My hair is wavy, dry, damaged and tangled because of excessive bleaching haha. She used extensions that I bought online. It’s just a cheap synthentic kanekalon extensions with no brand. But it’s a good deal. I just met her in Google while I was browsing and looking for a legit hairdresser for protective hairstyles. Lol thanks Google for making our world smaller. I also love her hair I think it is combination of braids at the top and weaves.

I paid her 3,000 Philippine pesos including the service charge and transportation. I asked her for a home service since I have a toddler who is always with me. She came from her place Las Piñas to my place in Project 4, Quezon city. We had a meet up in Cubao. Installing twist braids on my hair lasted for 4 hours. We had so many hindrances before and while putting twist braids on my hair because my toddler is not in the mood to play with my siblings. They were taking care of her while I was having a hair transformation haha. My baby keeps on telling me to get out of the chair. Because she’s not in the mood and she’s giving me an attitude hahahaha.

So yeah it lasted for 4 hours without long breaks. The picture below is me and the African woman who did my twist braids. She’s really nice and good at styling. So sorry I was late because of my toddler who is not sometimes grumpy when she wakes up lol.. The baby in the picture is not my toddler hahaha. She’s my sister’s baby, my sister took us a photo.

And here are some selfies I took while she’s braiding my hair hahaha. This was taken at 03:52pm.

I really love how the colors I bought look great together and it’s because with the help of the African hairdresser’s magical hands hihi. I also want to learn how to do these too because it looks so fun doing protective hairstyles.

I am always asked a lot of questions by strangers, family and friends lol. I am introvert but I tried to answer their questions without letting them know I am uncomfortable talking to strangers hahaha. Sometimes when me and my baby were just riding a jeep, a stranger touches my hair and asked if it’s real and etc. There were times when we were just looking at the products in the mall, or buying food in the restaurants and food stalls, I was always asked many questions about my hair. Sometimes they don’t talk to me, I just hear them murmur about my hair. And I get very uncomfortable moving because I don’t like people looking at me hahaha.

These are some questions that I was asked by many.

1. Do you wet your hair?

2. Do you wash it with shampoo?

3. Do you take a bath? (weird, I know!)

4. Who did it?

5. How long did it take?

6. How long do this hairstyle lasts?

7. Why did you decided to have this hairstyle? (another weird question)

9. Does it smell bad ?

10. Do you get lice?

11. Is this real ?

12. How long is your hair ?

13. How do you sleep with your hair ?

So yeah having a twist braid protective hairstyle also has cons for introvert hahaha. Some people are also asking how do I take care of my Twist Braid Hair..

And this is how do it:

I washed my hair every 3 days but sometimes I washed it almost everyday. Because I have a Seborrheic Dermatitis which makes my skin itchy and flaky and I have red patches. I have it on my scalp, ears, and eyebrows.

I dilute my shampoo with water. It is best to use a shampoo that is residue free. Use an all natural/organic shampoo. What I like to use is the Clairol Herbal Essences Hello Hydration Shampoo. Which is hard to find here in the Philippines. Sometimes I used the VO5 Herbal Escapes Balancing Shampoo. It is easier to find in dollar stores.

I also dilute my conditioner with water. I used the same brands of my shampoo.

I bought a spray bottle and filled it with coconut oil and apple cider vinegar (ACV). I read that you can also use tea trea oil, argan oil, castor oil, jojoba oil, rosemary oil, fish oil, lavender oil, almond oil and grapeseed oil. It helps me out on my itchy scalp and it keeps my scalp and hair moisturized. Just spray your hair & scalp atleast 2-3 times a day.

I also bought an Argan Oil Hair Mask to moisturize and repair my hair once a week.

I even bought a satin head scarf to cover my hair at night. It protects my hair from getting frizzy and it also helps my face for not being covered by my whole hair hahaha.

I will also buy a satin pillowcase and a satin bedsheet. (My hairstyle right now is dreadlocks)

I was also putting aloe vera gel on my scalp and hair. The most important thing is that your hair and scalp is always moisturized.

Here are some pictures that I took after installing the Twist Braid Protective Hairstyle.

I look like I have a bald spot haha. 7:08pm

This picture was taken when we went home in Cubao. 09:20pm

Yep, I love taking pictures of myself right now because of my hair haha.

Mirror selfie hahaha they said I looked like medusa. lol April 15, 2018

12:28am

This was the 1st day I was feeling uncomfortable of people always asking me and looking at me haha. #Introvert problems. And I am having problems of determining if this hairstyle fits me because I can’t find my good angle when I smile except when I cover my face. It always looks good when I cover my face for a picture hahaha damn it. 09:58pm

1st day of going into the mall with this hairtsyle. I am with my toddler and highschool teacher Mamse Rose Serna & her daughter Kring. <3 She didn’t recognized me because of my hair hahaha. April 16, 2018 - 07:44pm

This was when I found out where’s my angle haha. And the braids are looking like natural because the roots are getting loose. -11:28pm

Gained my confidence back oh yeahhhh. I used to have a 5% confidence hahaha.

closer look of my braids

April 17, 2018 - 01:08pm

more mirror selfiessss

April 22, 2018 - 10:49pm

April 25, 2018 - 01:25pm

Went on a beach with my family. Laiya, Batangas

05:31pm

April 26, 2018 - 05:25pm on our way home to Cubao from Laiya, Batangas.

May 05, 2018 - 12:49am hi pimples

May 08, 2018 - 01:25pm

May 12, 2018 - 11:39pm

May 24, 2018 - 10:31pm 1970′s grill with siblings and our babies.

May 26, 2018 - 09:30pm

Tattoed my arm in Marikina Bluewave mall. Artist is Kenneth Iwarat. Thank you to my live-in partner for waiting patiently haha.

It was almost done. My arm feels so heavy. 09:34pm

June 02, 2018 - 09:30pm

June 03, 2018 - 03:43pm

Yeah we went to the beach again. <3 In Laiya, Batangas again because it was their fiesta!

wassup face

June 04, 2018 - 10:53am

With my baby girl. <3

June 05, 2018 - 11:06am

Had a great time with my cannafriends haha. #cannamoms lol

11:19am

June 10, 2018 - 10:00pm

June 20, 2018 - 02:05pm woke up like this with my bebe girl haha.

June 24, 2018 - 07:32pm Swimming pool in One Central Park Condominium, Eastwood.

You can buy swimsuits like this on my shop haha. 550 pesos only for this one. I have lots of designs, styles and sizes on my shop.

Instagram shop: nicolexkeanna.onlinemall

Facebook shop: Nics Ramos (Nicole Jan Denise Ramos)

Shopee: nicolexkeanna.onlinemall and hippihighyo42o.emporium

June 20, 2018 - 02:50pm

You can buy swimsuits like this on my shop haha. 420 pesos only for this one. I have lots of designs, styles and sizes on my shop.

Instagram shop: nicolexkeanna.onlinemall

Facebook shop: Nics Ramos (Nicole Jan Denise Ramos)

Shopee: nicolexkeanna.onlinemall and hippihighyo42o.emporium

June 29, 2018 - 06:01pm

Removing my Twist Braids :(

June 30, 2018 03:35pm The extensions were not yet totally removed. I was tired and my baby needs me haha.

what happened haha

July 15, 2018 - 10:21pm

I had totally removed all the hair extensions on July 09. My hair was longer and my hair fall had lessen. Thanks to the protective hairstyle Twist Braid Hair.

I had no regrets on having this hairstyle and I want to try other Protective Hairstyles. You can also try it too. I am selling X-pression Kanekalon Braid Hair Synthetic Extensions. It is a good brand of Kanekalon Extensions. I am excited to try it on my hair. Thanks for viewing if there is hahaha. Just wanted to post my journey. God bless.

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Clairol Loving Care Commercial and this song has been so satisfying since I watched this commercial in 1991. This song has been replaying and resounding in my head since I was 13 years old. LOL 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 My unusual addiction for this song and commercial. Yeah, I’m weird, but don’t care! 😂😂😂😂😂😂

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LUCY on PASSWORD ~ Part 2

1965-1966

[For “Password’s” backstory and Lucy’s previous appearances, click here.]

“Password” ~ January 7, 1965

Allen Ludden (Host) Jack Clark (Announcer)

The program is sponsored by Clairol and Bufferin. Thee top prize is $500 and the consolation prize if $50.

THE PLAYERS

Lucille Ball is introduced as “the brilliant comedienne and fabulous star of motion pictures and television.” Lucy says that lately she's been playing golf for relaxation.

Lucy's first partner is James Memet from Thousand Oaks, California. He is a communications consultant for Pacific Telephone Company.

Lucy's second partner is Carole Cook. Lucy explained that Cook and Paul Kent had been students in an acting class she had taught at Desilu Workshop and their winnings will go to a new theater they were starting. [The Melrose Theatre in West Hollywood.]

Lucy's third partner is Donald Butler from Compton, California. He is a probation officer with Los Angeles County.

Lucy's fourth partner is David Boyle from Arcadia, California.

Gary Morton is introduced as a “talented nightclub comedian and television star.” Gary says his golf game is going well, too.

Gary's first partner is Lois 'San' Nichol from Monteray Park, California. In her spare time she is learning to fly helicopters.

Gary's second partner is actor Paul Kent (above photo with Morton). He is playing to win money to start a new theatre troupe.

Gary's third partner is Jane Aubrey from Woodland Hills, California. She is the mother of three sons.

Gary's fourth partner is Sarah Mason from Claremont, California.

TRIVIA

In the first round, Lucy gives the clue to her partner while the announcer is still whispering it to viewers. She is gently reprimanded by Ludden. He backpedals by complimenting her eyes and hands. Lucy responds as seen in the above photo.

During the third round, something happens to Gary's chair and Ludden fixes it without stopping the game.

After the fourth round is over and the show has gone to commercial, Gary tries to get Sarah Mason to guess the word “SHOW” which stumped her during the lightning round.

All the contestants are from California because the program was recorded at CBS Television City in Hollywood.

Although not promoted on the show, the following Monday after this Thursday night “Password” “The Lucy Show” aired its first new episode of 1965: “Lucy and the Ceramic Cat” (TLS S3;E16).

THE RESULTS

Lucy and James Memet win the first game.

Gary and Paul Kent win the second game.

Lucy and Donald Butler win the third game.

Gary and Sarah Mason win the fourth game.

In closing, Ludden promotes next week's guests, Barbara Rush and (making his “Password” debut) Gene Kelly. Using the password “BETTER,” Ludden gives a pitch for better local schools.

“Password” ~ August 26, 1965

Allen Ludden (Host)

The program is sponsored by Tame hair care products. The top prize is $500 and the consolation prize is $50.

Lucille Ball is introduced as “one of your all-time favorite television stars.” She promotes that “The Lucy Show” will be back in the fall, but her character has moved out of Danfield and now lives in California. She references her first episode shot at Marineland.

Gary Morton is introduced as “the hilarious comedy, nightclub, and radio star.” Gary promotes that this season “The Lucy Show” will be aired in color. Upcoming guest stars include Danny Thomas, Clint Walker, Milton Berle, Ann Sothern, and Joan Blondell.

Lucy's first partner is John McGovern from Redondo Beach, California. He says he is a contract specialist at an aerospace company “building a rocket to the moon.”

Gary's first partner is Caroline Stafford from Los Angeles, California. She has three children, specifying that she has one of her own, and two are her husbands. “It's one of those things” she says with a nervous laugh.

Lucy's second partner is her son, Desi Arnaz Jr. Desi says his band Dino Desi & Billy has been on tour with The Beach Boys. He made a record called “I'm A Fool” that Ludden says is selling well. Ludden mistakenly calls the band Dino Billy & Desi.

Gary's second partner is his step-daughter Lucie Arnaz. When Ludden asks her plans for the fall she says she's entering Immaculate Heart High School but, unlike her brother, has no plans to make a record.

Lucy's third partner is her daughter Lucie, while Desi Jr. plays with Gary

Lucy's fourth partner is her husband Gary. Lucie plays with Desi Jr. - the parents versus the kids.

TRIVIA

The opening shot of the studio audience reveals that Lucy's mother, Dede Ball is sitting in the front row, although she is not acknowledged.

This program was pre-recorded at CBS Television City in Hollywood.

In the first round, the password is “HAM” and Gary's clue is “ACTOR.” His partner gets it.

When the password is “PUTT,” Lucy's partner gives the clue “SHOT,” and Ludden tells him to look at his clue again. Lucy and Gary are both golf nuts.

After winning the first round, Lucy turns to Ludden and says “You've changed. You haven't frightened me yet.” She is referring to previous appearances where Ludden's loud “YES!” would startle Lucy, who generally had her back to him at the time.

The Mortons are playing for National Easter Seals. Lucille Ball was their national representative for a time.

When the password is “SQUIRM” and Lucy's clue is “WRIGGLE,” her son inexplicably guesses “STARCH.”

When the password is “BREAKFAST” and Lucie's clue is “LUNCH,” Desi Jr. says “I've gotta decide, right?” knowing it could either be breakfast or dinner / supper. A similar thing happened to him the last time he was on the show. He chose wrong both times!

Lucy admits to cheating a little. Ludden says “Don't tell me if you cheated.”

When Gary acts out the password “YAWN” and Ludden allows him to get away with it, Lucy is noticeably annoyed. Desi Jr. gets it instantly and Ludden backpedals a bit by reminding them they are all playing for charity. Although she doesn't say anything, Lucy shoots her husband a quick disgusted look. When Gary cheats a second time, stroking his cheek and giving the clue “HAIR” to indicate “SIDEBURNS,” Ludden throws out the word and starts again. The substitute word is “SPURS,” which stumps Gary and gets a bit of applause from the studio audience for its level of difficulty.

THE RESULTS

Lucy and John McGovern win the first game.

Gary and Lucie win the second game.

Gary and Desi Jr. win the third game.

Gary and Lucy are ahead in the fourth game when time runs out.

Ludden promotes that Natalie Schaefer and Jim Backus of “Gilligan's Island” will be his guests on next week's program. Using the password “EXCITING,” Ludden promotes that the upcoming shows will feature stars of the new television season on CBS.

“Password” ~ Lucy & Friends Week #1

January 10 - 14, 1966

Allen Ludden (Host)

The show is sponsored by Pepsodent.

Lucille Ball is introduced as the “sensational television comedy star.” Ludden says that in the 15 years since “I Love Lucy” started, her shows have been in the top ten, and this year she is number 3. Lucy says she has an episode with Dean Martin coming up six to eight weeks after it is filmed. Lucy says she is also doing a Carol Burnett special [“Carol + 2”] and a Dean Martin special.

Lucy's first partner is Vase Hedrick from Fullerton, California. He likes to travel around Latin America and Mexico.

In the second game, Lucy's partner is Kenda Hamm and Gary plays with Vase Hedrick – ladies against the gentlemen.

Lucy's third partner is her son, Desi Arnaz Jr. Desi says his band Dino Desi & Billy has a new record out.

Gary Morton is introduced as “the witty and humorous nightclub comedian and radio star.” Gary says he played quite well in the US Open. “I'm quite proud of Lucy's ratings. She's number three in the country and she's number one with me.”

Gary's first partner is Kenda Hamm from Van Nuys, California. She has two young girls.

Gary's second partner is Vase Hedrick.

Gary's third partner is his step-daughter Lucie Arnaz. Lucie says she is in the ninth grade.

TRIVIA

This is one of the show's trips to Hollywood where they filmed at CBS Television City. This is the first week of their four-week stay. This was one of the series' daytime episodes.

Once again, Lucy's mother, Dede Ball, is seated in the first row of the studio audience, and gets on camera in the opening shot, although not acknowledged.

Ludden reminds Lucy of the popping up clues so she won't be startled. Lucy corrects him, “This doesn't frighten me, you do.” In previous appearances Ludden's quick and loud “Yes!” when Lucy scores often made her jump. Despite saying that, Lucy is startled by the pop-up clue anyway.

When the password is “PARADISE” and Kenda Hamm's clue is “MILTON,” Lucy naturally guesses Berle, not the 1667 novel “Paradise Lost” by John Milton. Lucy later says that Hamm is “very erudite.” Ludden says he's trying to get Milton Berle to play “Password.”

The Mortons play for Easter Seals.

In the third game, Desi Jr. accidentally gives the password “MISTAKE” as the clue. Gary takes this opportunity to do his imitation of Don Addams (“Get Smart”) although no one is paying much attention to him.

At 10:30am that morning (and every weekday morning), CBS aired a re-run of “I Love Lucy.” Later that evening on CBS, “Lucy and Art Linkletter” (TLS S4;E16) aired for the first time.

THE RESULTS

Lucy and Vase Hedrick win the first game (in 24 seconds).

Lucy and Kenda Hamm win the second game.

Time runs out before the third game can be completed.

“Password” ~ Lucy & Friends Week #2

September 19 - 23, 1966

Allen Ludden (host)

The first half of the program is sponsored by Rinso, the second half is sponsored by Sominex.

Lucille Ball is introduced as “the fabulous Lucy, one of television's greatest stars.”

Lucy's first partner is her TV co-star, Gale Gordon, then playing Mr. Mooney on “The Lucy Show.” Later that night, he would be seen in “Lucy and the Submarine” (TLS S5;E2) in which, as usual, he got wet!

Lucy's third partner is Dick Patterson (above) had made an appearance in “Lucy Helps Danny Thomas” (TLS S4;E7) but would go on to make four appearances on “Here's Lucy.” Patterson says Lucy saw him in a play in 1960. He had previously been on “Password.”

Gary Morton is introduced as “the witty nightclub star and humorous television star.”

Gary's first partner is Mary Wickes introduced as having just closed a production of the musical High Spirits. Although Wickes played a regular character (Frances) on “The Lucy Show” during its first two seasons, after the show was re-set in California, Wickes was only used occasionally as various characters. In the show's 1966-67 season, she appeared once, in “Lucy the Babysitter” (TLS S5;E16). Wickes and Ball were personal friends, even going on vacations together.

In the second game, Gary partners with Gale Gordon while Lucy plays with Wickes.

Gary's third partner is Gita Patterson (above) was married to Dick Patterson from 1964 to 1972. They had one child. Gita was a former Miss Holland.

TRIVIA

This week, the show is in Hollywood, pre-recorded at CBS Television City. The show is now in color. [Note: Only a black and white copy was available for preview.] In the opening, Ludden, Lucy and Gary draw attention to the colors they are wearing for the benefit of viewers still watching on a black and white television set. Although “The Lucy Show” had aired in color since September 1965, game shows and newscasts were last to be transferred to color. Even then, black and white kinescopes of the shows are often all that survive.

When Mary Wickes learns they are playing for money, she says “We have to give it to Lucy and Gary.” Lucy says “That's not true!”

When the password is “BAWL” Lucy's clue to Gale Gordon is “LUCILLE” and he gets it right. Gary says “I forgot her last name.”

When the password is “ZIPPER” Ludden warns Lucy not to use gestures. The audience laughs just imagining what Lucy might pantomime. Gary tells Ludden that he hopes his clue will make it on the air (past censors): “FLY.” It does and Mary Wickes guesses the word and they win the game. Lucy admits she was afraid to use the clue herself. Later, Ludden points out that she's gotten braver when she uses the clue “KNOCKER” when the password is “GAVEL.”

When changing partners, Mary Wickes struts across the set in time to the theme music.

After winning the lightning round in 28 seconds, Mary says she wanted to beat Peter Lawford's record. Although the time is not stated here, his record is five words in 12 seconds!

Ludden does a live Geritol commercial mid-show, with Lucille Ball chiming in with quips while he speaks.

Before the Pattersons are introduced, Gary bangs his knee under the desk and tells everyone about it.

Ludden ends by promoting “The Lucy Show” using the password “GREAT” because “Monday night is the night Lucy lights up our lives.”

THE RESULTS

Lucy and Gale Gordon win the first game.

Lucy and Mary Wickes win the second game (in 28 seconds).

Gary and Gita Patterson win the third game. There is no time to play the lightning round, so it will be played on the following show.

In closing, Lucy promotes that others joining her and Gary this week include:

Richard Crenna played Arthur Morton, who had a crush on Lucy Ricardo in “The Young Fans” (ILL S1;E20) in 1952.

Carole Cook - Lucille Ball's student and protege at the Desilu Workshop. Like Mary Wickes, she had a regular character (Thelma Green) during “The Lucy Show's” first seasons, but when the show was re-set in California, she played various characters. She made two appearances during early 1967 (season five).

Tom Troupe - married Carole Cook in March 1964. Although he sometimes appeared in Desilu-filmed shows, he never appeared on a “Lucy” sitcom. As of this writing, the pair are still married.

Cleo Smith – Lucy's first cousin, although they were raised as sisters. She was married to Cecil Smith at the time, and produced “Lucy in London” (1966).

Maury Thompson – director of “The Lucy Show,” who started as a camera coordinator on “I Love Lucy.”

Tommy Thompson – producer of “The Lucy Show.” [The two Thompsons are not related.]

Lucy forgets to promote Ruth Berle aka Mrs. Milton Berle, would play herself in “Lucy Meets the Berles” (TLS S6;E1). Her husband did a cameo in a November 1966 episode starring John Wayne.

Stay Tuned for Part 3!

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