MATURE CONTENT *SMUT*
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It was prom night, El wore a cream blush dress, her top having a lace detail with jewels, two thin straps holding her dress. Her hair was curled and was put in a half up do with a beautiful jeweled clip holding her hair back leaving two strands of her hair framing her doll face. Her makeup was natural, a soft nude pink eye shadow followed with highlight and a pink nude lip with clear lip gloss.
She didn't have a date, not that she minded, she came with her friends. She was currently in the dance floor with the rest of the seniors jumping up and down, swaying her hips to the music.
Across the room stood Mike, seeing a glance of El on the dance floor, he scoffed removing his stare from her and instead listened to Lucy, his prom date. She was twirling her hair as she talked about what kind of fun they could be having if they left the dance.
His attention went away from Lucy when he heard a laugh specifically belonging to no other than Eleanor Hopper. An annoyed expression on his face appeared as her voice got closer to him. Turning his head she was seated at the table same table as him due to Max being Lucas date.
Mike and Eleanor have been rivals ever since she moved to Hawkins. Both of them competing against each other to be the top student of the school. Ever since that day she beat him in the school spelling bee he's had it out for her. And ever since that day he beat her in the science fair she's had it out for him.
Always comparing test scores, out beating each other. They both hate each other, Mike was in El's way to be the top student and El was in Mike's way to be the top student.
What made things even worse was they lived next door to each other, so not only do they see each other at school every day, they are neighbors who's bedroom look into each others.
"will you shut up. I'm getting a headache with all that talking of yours" he snarled getting her to stop mid sentence.
"aww is Mikey paying more attention to me than his own date" she replied back making an angry expression form on his face due to the nickname she's given him to make him upset.
He pressed his lips together rolling his eyes giving his date his attention once again, the blonde being total oblivious of the interaction he just had with El. Max nudged El telling her to just ignore Mike. While Lucas gave Mike a stern look letting him know to stop arguing and to not bother her.
the blonde excused herself saying she was going to go take pictures with her friends, Mike just nodded not really caring. El was gone for a few minutes coming back to with a cup of punch in her hand soon realizing her chair was gone.
"you can sit on Mike's lap" suggested Max grabbing the punch from her hand.
El furrowed her eyebrows, mouth open, looking at Mike who had a smirk plastered on his face, he found it amusing.
"I will not-"
"oh come on Ellie" he patted his leg letting her know that's it no problem. She hated that he found it amusing, seeing her mad and flustered. She huffed in annoyance, before placing herself on his lap. His hand settled on her waist pushing her body back, pressing against his chest. He kept one hand on her waist to keep her steady and the other one on the table.
Her cheeks flushed a pink color at the close proximity but the fact his hand, Mike's hand was on her making her body feel hot. Ignoring the feeling she focused her attention to Max who was talking to her about the latest school gossip.
While Max talked El couldn't ignore Mike's comments, him muttering words under his breath, scoffing every time she commented on something, she could practically see him rolling his eyes every second.
