smart-ass

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(13-14)
(Summer 85')

hopper enjoyed torturing teenagers. hold on I mean teenager's minds. he liked to make them think and think until they were brain dead, so that's exactly what he did that night, June 23 1985.

el sat across hopper at their makeshift dinner table, eating dinner.
"i miss him."
el said, playing with her food.

hopper furrowed his eyebrows in disgust,
"kid, you saw him 30 minutes ago."
el rolled her eyes,
"s-sorry I just like being with him."

hopper noticed the advantage of using with smart-ass tongue.
"who's him? jesus, Ryan Astley, me?"
he grinned clearly seeing the annoyance on her face.

"who else?"
el said with a stroke of attitude.
hopper took a bite of his dinner and fancily wiped his mouth, el noticed,
"stop it!"

hopper started to endlessly laugh,
"what is it?!"
hopper shook his head and kept laughing,
"kid you didn't answer-is it jesus or Ryan-"
hopper kept laughing as el sat there grumpily.

"it's mike!"
hopper continued to laugh and el got up and ran to her room, slamming the door. hopper got up and headed to the sink, still laughing.

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"hopper is an idiot!"
el complained to her string-bean of a boyfriend.

"how?"
mike asked, sitting back down on his bed.

"he keeps acting like a-like a. hmm...maybe a know it all?"
el responded, trying to find the right words.

"oh maybe a smart-ass?"
mike suggested, watching el sit next to him.

"what's that?"
el asked, trying hard to find ways to put hopper in his place.

"same thing as a know-it-all."
el's light bulb sprung.

"I have an idea mike."
el was going to rock her own world.

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"what would you like for dinner kid?"
el looked over her shoulder from the couch to look at hopper.

"anything."
she knew what she wanted, but this was a plot of revenge.

"what's anything?"
hopper negotiated, now facing el.

"anything."
hopper rolled his eyes.

"I see what you're doing and I'm sorry."
hopper said, sitting next to el on the couch.

"ugh how do you be a smart-ass so well?"
hopper laughed,
"just go with the flow kid, go with the flow."

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