Chapter Thirty-Two: 
Back To The Future
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"Woah.." Ramona giggled, tightening her grip on Steve's hand as she stumbled behind him. She covered her mouth with her hand, being careful not to damage her already busted lip. She looked up at the flickering lights, blinking in awe as Steve pulled her along with him. 

"Whoa!" Robin giggled, pointing to Steve and Ramona's interlocked fingers

"Where are we going?" Erica asked, looking back at the three teens to make sure they hadn't disappeared.

"Just trust me." Dustin answered, leading them down another hallway, identical to the others, before stopping them at a door. He shushed the four, carefully opening the door and peeking out. "Okay... All clear."

"Oh.." Ramona whispered, looking around as they entered the movie theater's corridor. 

"Good news, Ramona." Dustin started, his voice quiet as he shut the door behind them. "You're finally seeing it-"

"Fuck yeah." Ramona whispered, nodding her head excitedly.  She looked over at Steve, scrunching her nose up in disgust as she watched Steve pull a bag of popcorn from the trash. "Ew-"

"Hurry up, dingus!" Robin called as Dustin opened the theater doors. Steve looked up, nodding quickly and follow her into the room, causing Ramona to nearly trip over her own feet.

"Doc! What did I tell you? Eighty miles per hour!" A grin spread onto Ramona's face as her eyes lit up with joy, all thoughts of the pain from her throat and other various bruises gone as her mind became encapsulated by the movie. 

"Come on." Dustin said, briefly pulling her attention away from the screen as he led her, Robin, Erica, and Steve to the front row. "You three, sit."

Ramona huffed, crossing her arms as she sat in the middle of two empty seats, "Bitch."

Dustin shot her a look, rolling his eyes as he motioned for Steve and Ramona to sit

"No, no, no!" Robin whined, reluctantly sitting down in the empty seat beside Ramona, "These seats are too close!"

"Dude, these seats blow." Steve complained,

"Then don't watch the movie." Dustin snapped, as Ramona frantically shook her head.

"Estas siendo una perra." Ramona muttered, rolling her eyes. 

"I'm not being a bitch." Dustin hissed, "Stay put or don't watch it-"

"We wanna watch it." Robin grumbled as Steve nodded in agreement with her.

"Then watch it!" Dustin shouted, causing a man behind the teens to shush him.

"Sh!" Robin glared at him, rolling her eyes.

"Sorry." Dustin muttered, "Whatever you do, don't go anywhere."

"Fine! Dad." Steve taunted, handing popcorn over to Ramona who eagerly took it from his hands, forgetting that he'd taken it from the trash. Ramona snickered as she kept her eyes trained on the movie, briefly glancing at Dustin and Erica as they disappeared down the row. 

Ramona kept her eyes trained on the movie as she munched on the trashcan popcorn, ignoring the twangs of pain every time she swallowed. Her eyes glimmered with excitement. Steve swallowed as he watched her lips curve into a grin, a giggle escaping her lips as she turned to look at him. His back straightened and he cleared his throat, looking away and down towards his feet when she caught his eye. 

She grinned, looking away from him and over towards Robin who had her eyebrows raised, "Hey, dingus! How does it feel to be wrapped around her finger."

"Great." Steve muttered sarcastically, rolling his eyes as an idea popped into his head.

"I have an idea." Steve whispered to Ramona as she looked up at him in awe, she nodded her head slowly, waiting for him to continue. "Let's just... just leave."

"Oh, my God!" Robin whispered harshly, nodding her head quickly, "Yes!"

Ramona sighed loudly as she stood up, stretching her arms and leaning down to grab Steve's hand. "Fine.. Let's go."

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"Steve..." Ramona whined, gently pushing the boy away from the water fountain. "I want some."

"That's amazing." Steve mumbled through the water. Ramona groaned, rolling her eyes and sinking to the floor.

"Perra." Ramona muttered, reaching over and karate-chopping Steve in the calf, knitting her eyebrows together when her fingers brushed against the hair. "Woah... Hairy leg."

Steve nodded, not really paying attention to the words coming out of her mouth. "Yeah."

"So.." Robin trailed off, looking over at Ramona who stared mindlessly at the neon signs in front of her. "I wasn't totally focused in there or anything... but... I'm pretty sure that mom was trying to bang her son."

"Wait, wait.." Steve looked up from the water fountain, "The hot chick was Alex P. Keaton's mom?"

Ramona rolled her eyes, "Perra."

Steve shot her a look, rolling his eyes as he leaned back down as Robin nodded. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure."

"But they're the same age." Steve pointed out as Ramona scrunched up her nse and shook her head.

"That's..." She cut herself off by shaking her head. "Like, the whole plot point-"

"Right." Robin pointed at her, "He, like, went back in time."

"Then why is it called Back to the future?" Steve questioned with raised eyebrows. 

 "Wow." Ramona shook her head. "Just.. wow."

"Because.. Because he has to go back to the future because he's in the past." Robin explained as Steve slowly nodded in realization. "So, the future is actually the present which is his time."

Steve blinked slowly, the understanding flushing from his face as he turned to look at her. "Wh-what?"

Robin rolled her eyes, stepping forward and pushing him away from the fountain. "No, no. You've had enough, it's my turn."

Ramona blinked slowly, standing carefully and walking towards Steve. In confusion, she followed his gaze, her eyes widening when she caught sight of the twinkling lights above her. "Damn.."

"Wow." Steve nodded slowly, "Hey, Robin.. You-you gotta check this out."

Robin stumbled over to Steve and Ramona, looking up at the mall's ceiling in awe. "Oh, wow."

"This... The-the ceiling is beautiful." Steve mumbled as Ramona nodded in agreement. She giggled, spinning around with her hands out beside her as the lights followed her movements, seeming to dance with her as she came to a sudden stop. "Ramona?"

Ramona gagged, covering her mouth with her hand as the lights became distorted. "Oh.. no.."

"Wha-" Steve cut himself off with a gag as his hand flew to his mouth. She and Robin shared a look before Ramona spun on her heel and darted towards the bathroom.

She held her hand in front of her, focusing on keeping the vomit bubbling in her stomach down before she could make it to the bathroom. The door flew open as she shoved her hand against it, running towards the middle stall and dropping to her knees.

The vomit burned her throat as she gathered her hair in a ponytail behind her, clutching the toilet bowl with her other hand. Her eyes stung with tears as she coughed, begging God to end the terrible feeling to end as she gagged. 

Steve and Robin's gags echoed around the bathroom, bouncing off the tiles and filling her ears as she sank back onto her ankles. After flushing the toilet, she shakily rose her hand to wipe her mouth as she watched the yellow and green liquid spin, mixing with the water before disappearing. "Ew."

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{ A/n: nasty }

{ Translations: you're a bitch, bitch, bitch }

{ Edited: No }