Not the upsidedown?

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"Eleven, promise you won't leave me again!"

"I promise Mike. I'm strong, a fighter."

Eleven stepped through the strange new portal that the gang assumed lead to the upside down. They chose Eleven to go because her and Will have had the most experience and knows what to do in an emergency.

After a few minutes of silence everyone started to worry. what if it was worse then they thought?

"oh, oh god! What if she never comes back? What if a Demogorgan gets her! I just got her back! I- I-" Mike rambles on until suddenly a hand popped through the portal for a second. while the children were trying to figure out whos hand it was they started hearing muffled voices.

"What the Fuck? Guys look at my hand! It looks like your mom when I come to visit!" The un identified voice obnoxiously yells.

"Why don't you just shut the fuck up!" another voice responds.

"Yeah!" a collection of voices say as well.

"E-Enough f-fighting you three! W-what if Betty is in there" a new, more powerful voice demands.

"Who is Betty?" A familiar voice quietly asks

"Jesus Christ! this babe is clueless! doncha' know about the missing kids?" the obnoxious voice hollered

"Babe? What is a babe?" everyone immediately knew that voice.

"Eleven! Put out your hand and we can bring you back home!" Mike shouted

"Mike! Ok, I'm putting my hand through" Eleven says as her hand reaches through.

"What the fuck! A talking tree?"

"Shut up Tozier!"

Mike grabs elevens hand while tightly grasping grabbing Wills, who links arms with Dustin, who grabs Lucas's hand while he grabs Max's hand. They assume it's better to be safe than sorry so they figure a group of people is stronger than just one alone. On command mike starts pulling on Elevens hand and she is almost half way through when suddenly a huge unknown force whips by, knocking everyone through the portal.

"What the Fuck was that! What was that! Eww there is goo on me! Way to go trashmouth, my mom will have an aneurism if she sees me covered in all of the crap. I'll be in the hospital for the next month!"

"Yeah, Yeah, I get it, trash the trash mouth why don't we. It wasn't my fault this time!"

"Y-yeah, j-just like it w-wasn't your fault w-when you b-broke my new airless h-hockey table"

"How was I supposed to know I couldn't stand on it"

"Well I don't know Tozier maybe by-"

"Guys?"

"Shut up Stan I'm proving why I'm right"

"Guys!"

"What do you want Stan! Did your cut off wang finally grow back?"

"What is a wang?" Eleven asks

"Something that you will never get being this dumb-ow what the fuck was that! How did that stick just fly up and hit me?"

"Guys! Look!" a curly headed boy points at the pile of bodies groggily laying on the floor.

"Mike! Mike are you ok?" Eleven says while pulling him out of the bottom of the pile.

"Ugh, Yeah Eleven I'm just peachy- I mean I feel fine"

"Are you sure? Your eye! Mike it's bleeding!" Eleven exclaims while looking mike up and down

"I'm fine Eleven. Don't worry, just a small scratch, see?" Mike says sweetly while wiping his eye

"Pfft what kind parent names their kid Eleven. I mean unless he only calls you that because of how good in bed you are- again OW! I'm being attacked by nature!"

"Woah, Rich, you and froggy here look identical!"

"Um My name is Mike. Short for Michael. This is Jane, but everyone calls her El or Eleven. Beside her is Dustin, and on my other side is Lucas and Max. Oh and the short one in front of me is Will. what are all of yours" Mike says, looking at the five boys and singular girl standing in front of them.

"Hello, I'm B-"

"Aloha my fellow humonions! I'm Richie! They call me trashmouth but the babe with red hair can call me anytime! Anyways that's Stan-"

"Hi" the curly headed boy kindly says.

"Eddie-"

Hello I'm Eddie and I am e-" a short boy with a fanny pack says with a nervous smile.

"Yeah nobody cares Eds. That hot stuff over there is Beverly-"

"Richie!" The girl huffed, smacking the boys shoulder. "Hey"

"And that's Bill, I wouldn't talk to him much..... he stutters"

"Richie! Just b-because you p-put your hand over your mouth d-doesn't mean I c-can't hear you. Hey I-im Bill"

"Yeah yeah I know. Did I miss anyone?" Richie says while smirking

"You missed me!"

"No, no one, ok" Richie says while walking away.

"Richie is so rude! Hi I'm Ben!" Ben says while holding out his hand for Eleven to shake.

Eleven goes to shake his hand when Mike suddenly slaps her hand away.

"Ouch Mike! Quit being a mouth breather!" Eleven exclaims while rubbing her hand. Everyones attention drifts to the girls odd words and to the scene unfolding in front of them.

"I'm sorry El it's just that we shouldn't be getting this close to these people. We don't know them, remember the bad men? they were strangers. " Mike explains with a slight attitude.

"But Mike! These guys look very....."

"Nice?" Will adds to help Eleven out.

"Yes! They look nice!" She exclaims.

"Yeah Mike. Calm down." Dustin says

"Yeah well dart looked cute and nice too didn't he. Look where that ended up!"

"Awwe you think I look cute!! Look out Eddie looks like you have some competition"

"Shut up Richie"

"Sorry...... that everyone wants to be on this D"  the obnoxious boy with glasses said while winking at eleven, causing Mike to glare.

"Guys it doesn't matter if you like them or not we need them right now" Lucas exclaimed.

"Fine... what day is it?" Mike asked

"It is wednesday September second 1988 to be exact. school starts in ten days."

"Wow Eddie they definitely didn't know it was 1988" Richie said while chulking

"Wait! It's not 1988 it's 1984! I would know because I just took El on a date to see the gremlins last night" Mike said

"Dude, the gremlins is so old. That was soo long ago."

"Again, shut up Richie"

"Whatever"

" ok then where are we?" Will asks.

"Currently we are in the forested area right outside of Derry"

"What?"


Hi yeas I know this sucks but I had this idea and yeah so there ya go

Edit: its 2019 and I am fifteen. I made this book when I was thirteen years old so if it sucks blame weird child me.

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