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Monday, 12th May 1986,
The Byers' House,
The Living Room,
2.55pm,
NANCY'S POV:
Jonathan and I were cuddling on the couch watching BeetleJuice when Will came in. He greeted me and took the leftover popcorn for him and the others but then I saw him leaving El's room without any.
"Will? I didn't see you take any, did you have any popcorn?" I asked.
"No, I'm not hungry." He replied and walked into his room.
Something about him has been really off. He looks tired and sad.
"Did something happen to Will?" I asked Jonathan.
"He had an argument with Mike. I'm not sure if anything else happened." Jonathan sighed.
"Oh, that makes sense. Mike seemed really upset about having the dinner on Sunday. I wonder if they're okay." I muttered.
"Me too but I don't want to bother them and think us meddling in would make it worse. Hopefully, they figure it out bt themselves." Jonathan smiled.
We turned back to the tv and continued out movie.
Tuesday, 13th May 1986,
The Wheelers' House, Mike's Bedroom,
7.55am,
MIKE'S POV:
'Maybe get him a gift?'
El's words echoed through my head. Maybe I should? But he doesn't even want to look at me, how I am supposed to give him a present? Well, I'll figure it out.
I went to my closet and grabbed some random jeans and a dark blue jean jacket and took my Hellfire shirt. I looked at it and hesitated to put it on. I don't want to make him even more upset with me than he already is, eventhough he doesn't even care.
Hawkins High School,
8.25am,
EL'S POV:
Will, Max and I were walking to English when we were confronted by two boys. They looked familiar but I couldn't remember where I knew them from.
"Oh my god. There's no way." One of them said looking at Will.
"Isn't that Will?" The other smirked.
"Like, zombie boy Will!?" The first one said.
Oh, I know who they are. There are the ones that were going to hurt Dustin and Mike. It was Troy and James.
"What's up, fairy? I thought you were gone for good?" Troy laughed.
"Dude, fuck off." Max said.
Will tried to walk away but James pushed him.
"What's wrong, fairy? Aren't you happy to se us again?" Troy smirked pushing Will into one of the lockers.
"Dude, stop!" Max yelled.
"What're you gonna do about it, red-head?" James scoffed.
I think Troy was about to push Will again when someone behind him smacked his head.
"If you have nothing better to do with your life, go die or something."
It was Mike, and Dustin and Lucas were behind him.
"Seriously, man. What, do you want Jane to break your arm again before you learn your lesson?" Lucas scoffed walking to Will. He patted his back and escorted him to English.
Troy rubbed the back of his head, flipped off Mike and him and James walked off.
"What an ass." Dustin sighed.
"Seriously, I don't know what his problem is." Max scoffed.
"He's like, obsessed with Will or something." Mike said, annoyed.
English Room,
Period 1, 8.55am,
WILL'S POV:
No matter how I think about it. I'm going to have to thank him. Max would've probably done something but he still helped me. I don't want to talk to him but he saved my ass so.
I sit next to Lucas in English and then after him its Mike. I don't want to actually talk to him so I'll just write him a note or something.
Quietly, I ripped a piece of paper from the very back of my book.
' Thanks. ' is all I wrote on it. I was going to ask Lucas to pass it to Mike for me but I decided not to.
I threw it at him. Directly at his head and turned to face the other direction with my head resting on my palm.
I turned slightly to look at him. He picked yo the paper and unfolded it and just looked at it confused. I saw him write something. He threw back to me.
' For what? '
' For helping with Troy and James. ' I wrote and threw it back to him, not at his head this time.
He wrote something and was about it to throw it when Lucas stopped him.
"Y'know it's really distracting to see paper flying from left to right and vice versa. If you guys want to talk to each other that badly just ask to swap seats with me or something." Lucas laughed, rolling his eyes.
I could feel my face getting hot so I buried my face in my desk.
Lunch Hall,
1.10pm,
MIKE'S POV:
I sat down at our usual table with the others and thought back to English. For some reason, I thought it was cute that he was passing notes with me. I think that maybe, we might've gotten closer. I don't know though and I don't want to get my hopes up.
"Mikeee? Hellooo??" Eddie said, waving his hand in front of my face.
"Huh? What?" I asked.
"I asked if you were still hosting Hellfire at your place this Friday." Dustin said.
"Uhh- I don't know." I muttered, "Yeah, no. Not this week, sorry, I'm busy."
"Ughhh, Eddie, yours then?" Dustin pleaded.
"Uh, no. I'm busy." Eddie said.
"How are you busy? What are you even doing??" Dustin sighed.
"I'm watching a movie with someone." Eddie replied, playing with his rings.
"WHAT." Lucas said.
"You're going on a movie date??" Dustin yelled.
"Shut up, man. And yeah, I guess." Eddie muttered.
Tired if their yelling, I turned to Max, Will and El. Will doesn't have any lunch, why? Maybe he finished it..but I didn't see him get any.
"Hey, did Will eat anything?" I whispered to Max.
"Aweee, you care?" Max said in some stupid, high-pitched voice.
"Yes, I care. Anyway, did you him see eat anything?" I asked.
"Just an apple, why?" She said.
"Uh- no reason." I muttered.
"What are you guys whispering about?" El asked, tilting her head.
"Nothing, nothing." I said.
"Friends don't lie, Mike. Especially, boyfriends." She said, pouting. To be honest, I kinda forgot we were dating. Back when we were kids, it seemed like we were both absolutely head over heels for each other. I don't know when and why that changed but it just did. I'm starting to have second thoughts about us dating..
"Mike!" Max yelled.
"What!? Why the hell are you yelling directly into my ear, are you trying to make me go deaf??" I yelled back.
"Maybe. Anyway, El asked if you could come over again, today. So?" Max said.
"Uh- sure?" I said, confused.
I looked to Will and he rolled his eyes. I guess he still didn't want to see him. I thought we broke some ice in English but I guess not. I sighed and looked away.
"Bro, you good?" Lucas asked, "You look kind of upset. Something happen?"
"Nah, I'm good." I sighed. "Also, I'm sorry I was being rude to you last week and yesterday. I only just realised how much of a shitty friend I've been."
"Nah, man. It's understandable. I left you guys to be popular. But yeah, I forgive you." He laughed.
The Byers' House,
3.45pm,
MIKE'S POV:
I walked into the living room, waved to Jonathan and headed toward El's room.
"Hey, why did you want me to come over again?" I asked, entering her room and to no surprise, saw Max was there too. "It's like you two never spilt."
I laughed and sat down. The air was kind of tense(?)
"What's wrong?" I asked El tapping her shoulder.
"Mike.." She muttered. I took both her hands in mine and asked what was wrong again.
"Mike..I want us to break up.. "