===================================="Son of a bitch! Son of a bitch!"
Mitch eyebrows furred hearing her brothers yells from the other room.
Suddenly he came crashing into her room, scrambling around.
"Hey!" Mitch exclaimed seeing him grab her can of money. "Don't touch my money!"
He dumped it out, "WHAT ARE YOU BROKE?" He asked seeing at the minimum three dollars.
"YES! GET AWAY FROM MY CASH!" She yelled grabbing her change.
He ran out of her room, and she followed, watching him throw all the couch pillows around looking for change under the cushions.
"Another stupid penny!" Dustin groaned throwing it.
"Dusty, watch it! You almost hit Mews!" Their mom exclaimed.
"Can I please check under you cushions?" He asked.
"Dusty." Her mom groaned in annoyance.
"Mom please? It's and emergency!" Dustin whined. Her mom got up with another groan, dustin immediately checking.
Her mother looked at her daughter, sighing, "I pray that scar goes away."
"Ma, it's not going away it's been over a year." Mitch told her, brushing her fingers on her scar as she rubbed her neck.
"Damn bobcat." Her mom muttered in anger.
"LOVE YOU GUYS!" Dustin suddenly exclaimed running back to his room.
Mitch walked back into her room, looking in the mirror. She tilted her head, giving herself a full view of her neck.
The once wound from her horrifying experience had now scarred into a large dark mark, going all the way to her chin to all the way down her neck.
She wondered if the scar would ever get lighter. It's not that she hated the scar, it was just annoying hearing her mother and other kids talk about it everyday.
She let out a tired breath, going to her bed and falling into her blankets. She turned over, her eyes finding the framed photos on her bed.
There was the usual one of her with Dustin. One with Johnathan. One with the other kids.
She grabbed another frame, bring it closer. Her thumb grazed over the glass, her face falling.
She stared at the photo of her and Steve, and her heart sank.
What happened to them?
Well- she knew what happened. Everything. The upside down, and the demogorgan. Nancy. His arguments with Johnantan.
It separated their friendship.
But the one main reason is one Michelle hated the most.
Is she had fallen for him.
It took her a couple months after last winters events for her to come to those terms. But it explained everything. The butterflies, the tingling touches, the lost stares.
And she hated she felt this way. It wasn't fair. Not to her. To Steve. To Nancy. Their friendship was practically ruined from this one feeling Mitch had.
She groaned putting the frame facing down on her nightstand. She then turned the other way, starting to take a nap cause why not.
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"So you doing anything Halloween?" Mitch asked Johnathan as they parked the car.
"Driving Will around." Johnathan replied.
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