Mileven One-Shots

in which, mike wheeler hates math class

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mike wheeler had never been good at math.

he had been okay in english; over all great in science but math?

that was just one subject he could not get a grip on. he remembers getting mixing up which numbers to put in the division box in first grade. multiplication had made his head hurt and mathematical terms? don't even get him started.

what the hell was a quotient even supposed to be?

and then, when letters came into the equation, mike wheeler was sure as gone for.

why couldn't letters just stay with the letters and not numbers for christ sakes!

will, was always so good with that stuff for the most part and would often help his poor friend in his dire times of need.
tutoring him after school on some days but, no matter how hard he tried it just couldn't get it.

finding slope wasn't supposed to be so damn hard was it? but to the freckled boy it was like doing brain surgery.

it's not that he didn't try though.

because he did. a lot.

he tried to take good notes, pages upon pages for the subject but, sometimes he would find himself dazing out the school window. drowning out all the talk of variables and wondering what the next storyline of his campaign would be about.

he knew that math was important. his teacher shoved it into his brain almost any change she got.

"without math we would be nothing. all the things we have today, are thanks to that."

mike guessed that made sense but nothing else sure as hell did.

numbers had made him utterly confused and dazed. they were stupid and dumb. he hated anything to do with them. but then, will went missing and suddenly there was a girl sleeping in his basement.

she was small, shy and timid; not talking very much.

when asking for her name he found himself shocked and confused. why would someone name her such a horrible thing?

a number.

mike didn't like the sound of that. el sounded better and she seemed to agree with a small smile.

anything was better than a number in mike's eyes at least.

the week after that was a blur.

will was found but, eleven was gone.

he had kissed her and she had left.

gone without a trace.

things tried to return back to normal but, they just couldn't seem to. he'd sobbed many times over the girl he truly cared for.

they all remember the one time when mike wheeler cried in class.

the answer had been eleven.

a simple response that lead him to tears within seconds.

kids had stared confusedly when out of nowhere tears started to pour from his eyes. some snickered and some even looked worried but, he didn't care because some how she was the answer.

the boy had never had had such a hard time with the subject before.

suddenly, numbers weren't so stupid anymore and mike wheeler found himself counting the days until her unknown return.

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this sounded better in my head. i miss mileven so much guys.