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Hey guys! This is my first proper book and I'm going to try my best. It might not be the best because I'm still not very good at this. I made the front cover myself, I know it isn't that good but hey at least I tried :)

This story is based around a year or so after El went missing. Max will be in this story, and obviously we haven't seen season 2 so we don't know much about her personality so I'm just going to kind of go with it I guess..?

this story is going to be kind of short, since it's my first one and i would like to see what people think :)

Chapter 1: Too far gone

Mike
It's been two years since she went missing. Sometimes I can hardly bring myself to even think of her name, it brings me too
much pain. Words can't describe how much I miss her. I'm a mess. Everyone's given up on me. Dustin, Lucas and I spent a year looking for her. Even Will helped because he felt it would be wrong not to, seeing as she basically saved his life.

Slowly, they all started to give up. Lucas was the first to give up, then Dustin. Will didn't give up as quickly as them, he was determined to find her, I thought he would never give up just like me, but it was too good to be true. I started distancing myself from all of them. It hurt, hell, it hurt a lot, but they gave up on me and her. We still spoke for a while, but it wasn't like it used to be. Whenever I walked into a room, laughter died and slowly faded into an awkward silence. No one really knew what to say to me, I guess I looked broken and depressed, matching my mood inside. I was nothing without her.

Just over a year after she went missing, a new girl came. She was who really ended our friendship for good. It was like she cast them all under some sort of spell. They hung onto her every word, followed her around like they were her extra shadows, they forgot about me. I was alone, completely alone. We walked past eachother in the corridors as if we were complete strangers to eachother. I guess that's all we were now. Strangers. Every lunchtime, I sat on my own playing with the disgusting food they served us, glaring at Max. They all laughed at everything she said. I hated her. I really, really hated her. She took my only friends at the time that I needed them the most. I didn't want to hate her, but jealously got the best of me. I'm sure she was nice, but she hadn't even acknowledged me before. I guess the guys haven't mentioned me at all, or that I was once in her place, laughing along and having fun, with not a care in the world. But things change.

I went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror properly for the first time in what was probably weeks. There was a reason I didn't look, and I immediately regret my actions from the past few seconds. I looked awful. Honestly, I could barely recognise myself. I was ghostly pale, but around my eyes were dark circles, and horrible bags that seemed to be well and truly indented into my face. I looked like a ghost, I was slightly creeped out by my own appearance, what has happened to me? I'm not myself anymore. I was too far gone.

I can't remember the last time I showered, and, judging by my greasy, messy and now long hair, it was quite some time ago. I should be disgusted by myself, and at least attempt to make my appearance slightly less repulsive to other around me. But, the truth is that I didn't care. There was one thing that I did care about, though. One person who could make me Mike Wheeler again. I was determined to get her back, and I would stop at nothing until she was safe in my arms once again. She was alive. I could feel it, I just knew it.
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So that's the end of my first chapter, comment what you think, or any tips! I tried my best with this guys :) I hope you like it 💕