| eleven x mike | *~found again

Suspicion

"Tommorow we have school again." Dustin groaned, wishing school never existed. The gang was swerving on bike, on their way to the grocery store to purchase Eleven some eggos. The brisk wind hit each of their faces like a rock. Each of their hair stuck out. Eleven was silent, holding Mike's waist so she would stay on.
After a few minutes, they had approached their destination. The store was crowded. A few customers looked alarmed, like a threat had arisen. Eleven only stared at them, and saw a familiar face.
"Hey! It's that thief that stole nearly all our Eggos!" The man shouted. The crowd turned to take a peak at the small group.
"This is — all just a mistake.. we are just buying some stuff here?" Dustin tried to lie, and Lucas rolled his eyes. Max was in the dairy aisle, peaking.
"No this isn't. Now that I have you, I'm calling the poli—" The man stopped in his tracks to grasp the phone. Eleven had her eyes focused and narrow, in the direction of the unnamed figure. He had his mouth wide open, then closed it.
"Oh — I'm sorry for the inconvenience, er.. Carry on everyone." Everyone returned to work. The gang walked over to grab a few Eggos.
"Did you do that, El?" Mike questioned, curious.
"Yes." Eleven nodded.
"Alright, now, let's pay for them." Lucas leaded the way to the bored cashiers. They got in line, and talked for about a minute.
The cashier scanned the Eggos in complete silence.
"That'll be ten dollars." Her voice sounded plain and tired. Mike handed two fives, and she stored them inside. Mike placed the Eggos in a bag.
"Thanks," Dustin thanked, trying to be polite for the rest of the group. They stepped out to board their bikes, and started to head back. Mike lead them, and Lucas raised a brow.
"We just passed your house, dude." Lucas informed.
"I know. I'm going to check on Will. We should tell him Nancy came home today at eight in the morning." Mike corrected Lucas. They had finally hit Will's house. Dustin knocked on the door, and Jonathan answered.
"Oh, it's you guys. You can come in." He gestured in, and they padded through to see a nervous Will.
"Will? You okay?" Mike sat next to him. Will only nodded.
"He is a bit sick. He says he is fine, so it isn't anything major. He can hang out tomorrow." Jonathan explained. Lucas raised a brow. Will seemed on edge. Dustin sighed.
"If you need us, we'll be at our house." Dustin waved, and left. Mike grabbed Eleven's hand, and departed. Lucas opened the door, and gave a silent smile, then slammed it behind him.
  Will ran back to the bathroom. He locked the door, and leaned over the sink. He threw up a few slugs, and they swerved down the drain. Will stared at the slime. He glanced at his own reflection, and something seemed off. His pupils seemed darker than usual. But he ignored it. He walked into his room, and flopped down.

( Oh no! What could be happening to Will? Well, I'm adding me and my Dad's theory into here. You'll see what I mean in the upcoming future!)