NEW GIRL! mileven au.

siete

(about the picture- i feel like it would be exactly like el and mike in this story. el with her short hair and casual clothes, hanging on to mike, and mike blushing and looking embarrassed because he obviously likes her.)

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MY back was pushed up against one of the blue lockers. my smile disappeared. it was troy. i had seen him bully mike and his friends, and i really disliked him.

"get off of me!" i shouted, struggling to get out of his grasp. he was close, too close.

"you know, i really don't get why you hang around that loser mike." he drawled, and put his hand roughly on my hips.

i yelled, and spat in his face. "you son of a bitch." he scrambled back, and wiped it off, and scowled.

"you slut!" he said, and opened one of the lockers, it had unfortunately been unlocked. he grabbed my arm, and stuffed me inside. i could hear him laughing, walking away, and i sunk to me knees, a sob coming from my mouth.

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"el?" i heard someone shout. i immediately woke up, and a wave of relief washed my face.

"hello? who is that?"

"mike! el, where are you?"

i sighed, pushing my tangled hair out of my face. "i'm in here! well, one of the lockers. follow my voice."

mike knocked on each locker, until he knocked on the one i was in.

"open it!" i shouted. a light blinded my eyes, and i fell onto the floor.

"el!" mike exclaimed worriedly, and crouched beside me. "are you okay? what happened?" he whispered, and wrapped me in a hug.

"i'll tell you, just not here."

"i know just the place." mike replied.

he offered me his hand, i took it gratefully.

i still held his hand as we walked out of the school building.

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we had been walking through the forest in the back of school for a long time, hands still connected, my face flushed red. i looked down, so mike wouldn't notice.

we finally slowed when we approached a big rock. mike hesitantly let go of my hand, and put his hands out. "tada!" he smiled. "welcome to your new rock. your new safe place."

i raised my eyebrows and gave a small smile. "you know, when most girls say they want a big rock, they don't literally mean a big rock." (A/N: if anyone can guess what book this quote is from i'll love you foreber.)

he rolled his, and put his hands on my waist suddenly, lifting me up, and placing me gently on the big rock. i had no idea mike was so strong. my face flushed even more red, and i stuffed my hands into my sweatshirt pocket. "i could have gotten on myself, you know."

"i know, but what kind of man would i be if i didn't help you?"

i just shook my head bashfully as he climbed onto the rock next to me.

"you ready to tell me what happened?"

"yes."