AN UNCHARACTERISTIC FROWN PULLED AT THE ENDS OF DANIELLA'S PURSED LIPS as she sat in what was once Eleven's blanket fort. She wondered if Mike had destroyed it out of anger, but she knew better than to ask him. Her hands fumbled with the bracelet on her wrist and, because it hadn't really been all that lucky recently, instead of kissing it this time, Daniella just held it tight in her hands and desperately wished for a quick reconciliation between the three boys. Lord knows they didn't have enough time to be worried about butting heads right now.
In reality, Daniella had only gone to Mike's house that morning because Dustin had commed her when she woke up and practically begged her to meet him at the corner store so that they could bike to the raven-haired boy's house together. And even though she had reluctantly agreed, since she suddenly felt so unwelcome after what Lucas had told her the day before, Daniella vowed to not say anything to anyone, and just sit there, quietly minding her own business in a corner, offering silent moral support and nothing more. The only reason she offered anything at all was because she knew that the entire group was hanging on by a single thread (and, because of the way she was wired, Daniella felt partially responsible). And if there was one thing that the blonde girl had learned over those past few days, it was that staying together always achieves more than splitting up.
So, there she sat below Mike's childhood desk with her legs tucked underneath her, cuddled in the blankets that smelled faintly like Eleven, hoping that the way he was ranting to Dustin would calm him down enough to go try to save his friendship with Lucas.
"I just– I can't believe she didn't come back," Mike was saying. His hands swung nervously at his sides as he paced back and forth in front of Daniella. More than angry, he looked worried, and she could hear it in his wavering, frantic voice. Daniella knew that he had grown to care for Eleven in the few days he had spent with her, and the girl didn't blame him at all. Daniella cared for Eleven, too, and was just as worried as he was.
