eleven. she was pretty, in an unusual way. mike thought she was pretty. she was also quiet. and seemed so fragile. she was like a deer in the woods when they sensed danger. she was easily frightened. mike knew nothing about this girl. but he felt the urge to protect her. to keep her safe.
mike first set eyes on eleven during class when mr clarke introduced her as a new student. she belonged to hopper, the police chief. but we all knew she was adopted. his eyes were fixed on the girl's young doll face. as she looked down at her shoes. there was something different about her. she walked powerfully to her seat behind mike. his eyes followed her and caught her own as she was sitting down. a glint appeared in her eyes for a quick second. and mike looked away, turning around in the process. eleven stared on at the back of him. staring at his messy mop of curls.
a smiled tugged at the corner of her mouth.
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mileven
Fanfictiona collection of short paragraphs from mike wheeler describing his thoughts and feelings towards a strange girl called eleven // stranger things //
