3rd Person
Joyce dropped Mike off, looking at him making sure he got in safe. After she saw he made it in okay she carried on driving and got home.
"Come on, Will. Do you want to do more lessons?" Joyce asked her son.
"Yes, lessons." Will smiled and tries to get out of the car aswell but couldnt figure out how to unlock the door.
Joyce got out of the car and was about the shut the door before she heard her sons voice.
"Mama.." He spoke, sounding shy.
"Yes hun?"
"Help."
Joyce looked at him trying to figure out how to get out of the car and smiled.
'Poor kid..' Joyce thought to herself.
She closed the door and walked over to where Will was and opened the door for him.
"Thank you mama." He smiled and got out of the car and Joyce shut the door for him as he walked up to their front door.
He used his mind to unlock the door and Joyce just stared at him.
'How the hell do I keep him in the house if he can do whatever he wants?' Joyce scoffed at the thought.
She walked into the house and closed the door behind her. She went over to the phone and dialed Hopper's number.
"What." A grumpy voice said.
"Hopper! I need you to come over for a minute.." Joyce told him.
"Joyce what did you do." Hopper sighed.
"Nothing! Just come round." She rolled her eyes.
"Fine, I'll be there in 5." He told her, and hung up.
Joyce placed the phone back on the holder and looked around for Will, but she couldn't see him.
"Will? Where are you?" She called out. No response.
"Will! Where are you?" She yells again, scanning the kitchen.
She walks into Will's room and she sees him looking at all of the stuff around his room.
"Oh here you are." She let's out a sigh of relief.
"Hi mama" He smiles at her and turns back around to finish whatever he was doing.
"Hi sweetheart, what are you doing?" Joyce asks him.
"Play" He tells her, and continues to move the teddies around.
"Do you want to do lessons?" She asks him.
"Yes!!" He smiles and she brings him into the kitchen and gives him a childrens book.
"Can you try and read this for me? You learnt lots of letters yesterday so try and say all of the letters and then put it together, okay?" She asks her son, hoping he would understand.
"Okay mama." He nods and opens the book.
She smiles and opens the door, waiting for hoppers car.
She pulls out a cig and lights it, and soon enough she sees Hopper's car pull up.
He gets out and walks over to her.
"Okay, what's wrong?" He raises an eyebrow.
"I may or may not have tried to sign Will up for school.." Joyce tells him.
"Joyce. Seriously?" He looks at her.
She nods and looks down.
"Joyce you know he can't be out! He doesn't know how to say a proper sentence and if he goes round using his powers then somebody will call the lab." He scolds her.
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Ficción General"Mike so pretty! His hair so curly!" ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Will Byers - Or '012' - is a child who was kept in the lab for most of his life, but he manages to escape it in the summer of 1985 and finds some kids around his age, but he needs severe help. Is Will goi...
