Friends Don't Lie

A Year

A year after everything and Mike sat on the edge of his bed, looking down at the piece of blonde wig in his hands. No matter what he did, she still was on her mind and honestly, who could forget a girl like Eleven, or Elle, as he liked it. She was so special, so beautiful in some different kind of way. He just wanted her back. "MIIIKKKEEE! BREAKFAST!" He heard his mother, calling from the bottom of the stairs. "COMING!" He yelled back. He stuck the 'hair' back under his pillow, it's usual spot. After pulling on a shirt and grabbing his back pack, he ran down the stairs, eager to start the day.

About a half an hour later he pulled his bike up to the school, locking it to the bike rack. These days, Will came to the school in the morning, therapy (physical and mental) in the afternoon. All the boys were in mental therapy, or supposed to be, actually. "Hey Mike.." Lucas said carefully, approaching. The three other boys had already been at school for a while. "Hey guys! So, you coming over after AV club? I got-" "Mike." Lucas said again, cutting him off abruptly. "What?" Mike's brow furrowed in confusion, his friends now coming all around him, in some weird sort of grouping. "Th-There's something, someone, you need to see." Dustin said, his lisp getting a little better as his teeth were coming in. Mike, now even more confused looked from one friend to another. "Just follow us." Will finished.

They made their way through the hallways to the door of the AV club lab. Lucas, Dustin, and Will stood in front of the door, Mike in front of them. "Did the new equipment come in? Come on guys let me see it!" Mike pushed, a smile on his face at the thought of new toys. "Uhm.. it's not that." Lucas started. "Last night... Well, just, don't freak out..." He sighed and they stepped away, letting Mike through the door. He stepped in slowly and then stopped.

She was right there. And she was real.