Can't Help Falling In Love. ~ A Mileven Fanfiction. {COMPLETED}

Part Three:- New Faces and Old.

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After another sleepless night, El woke up and got ready for her look around at Hawkins High.

After bathing, she went straight to the new clothes she bought the day before with Joyce. The fabrics were finer, even lying over the wooden floor of Will's bedroom they were beautiful.

She set out her favourite three dresses and looked at them wondering which one was best.
As she did so, a light knock came from her door.

"Hey, how'd you sleep?", said Mrs. Byers voice.

"Good.", replied El.

"What are you doing?"

"Choosing something to wear. I can't decide."

"I think you'd look great in all of them."

"But witch one."

"The blue one."

Slowly, Eleven picked the dress up and looked at it before agreeing with Joyce, "You're right."

She placed it on the side with some new flats and got the hairbrush from Joyce's room and tried to brush her hair but couldn't.

"Here, let me help you."

Joyce took the hairbrush from El's hand and started to brush her hair before putting it in a hair tie.

"There, now chop, chop, let's get going."

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Finally, Joyce and Eleven arrived at Hawkins High and got out of the car.

El looked at the building in awe. She had never really seen a school before.

"Come on, the principal's waiting for us.", said Joyce as she entered the building, Eleven following.

"Mrs, Byers, welcome! This must be Jane.", said the principal from inside the school.

Eleven turned to Will's mother and gave her a strange look, wondering why she was called Jane.

"I'll explain later.", Joyce whispered to her.

Whilst the principal and Joyce talked on, El looked at her surroundings a little more, but noticed something in particular.

Someone in particular.

In one of the classrooms someone else was looking at her.

She knew those brown eyes from anywhere and so did he.

"Mike.", El whispered to herself.

"Eleven.", whispered Michael to himself.

"Are you coming?", said a voice, Joyce's, interrupting Eleven's thoughts.

"Um..yes.", she replied before hurrying to follow Will's mom.

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Finally, El and Joyce arrived home and entered the house.

"So, how did you like your new school?"

"It was great! I can't wait."

"I'm glad. But I think it'd be great if Will could help you with your schoolwork. You know because.. your not that smart than everyone else. Academically I mean."

"You mean I'm dumb?"

"No, I meant-"

"I-I'm not..dumb!", yelled Eleven as she ran to the middle of the hallway.

"No,no, honey I'm not saying that it's just-"

"Yes, you are!"

El quickly turned around and headed for her room before storming into it and slamming the door shut.

"What's up with her?", asked Will as he entered the house.

"She's just overreacting a little. Teenage girl things."

"Can I talk to her?"

"Sure, do whatever."

Willard dropped his bag by the door and gently knocked on his bedroom door before saying, "Hey, El, it's me. Can I come in?"

He heard nothing put felt the light pull of the door opening. "Yes.", she said as Eleven poked her head out from the door.

"Are you okay?"

"No, your mom called me dumb."

"You know, now, she's your mom too. You can call her that. And I don't think your dumb."

"Then why did she say that?"

"It's just sometimes people say things in the wrong way. Not how they want it to come out."

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, but apologise to mom not me."

Slowly, El got up and headed to Joyce before stopping in front of her and hugging her. "I'm sorry.", she said.

"It's fine. And I should be the one apologising.", said Joyce before giving her daughter a tight hug.

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