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I looked at them, seeing their shocked faces.

"El...stop." Lucas said.

I heard the door slam behind me, then heard it lock.

Looking back at Eleven, she was glaring at me.

"What...the....fuck." I whispered to myself.

Then, something pushed me. Sending me flying towards the door.

I hit it with a thud, then fell to the ground.

"El! Stop it!" Mike yelled.

"No!" She yelled.

That was the first time i've ever heard her speak.

She must have powers too. I stood up and smirked.

Now I was really mad. It's one thing to call me names and make fun of me, but it's a whole other thing to hurt me in some kind of way.

I threw my bag on the floor, "So..that's how you want to play?"

She continued glaring at me.

"Let me show you something..." I smiled.

I concentrated on making her see something I hoped would scare her.

She stood there petrified, tears in her eyes.

"Stop! What are you doing to her!" Will yelled.

I closed my eyes, breathing heavy.

"Just a motion picture of what will happen to her if she try's me again." I said out of breath.

"You have them too?" Dustin asked.

"Nope..her's are different." I pointed to her bloody nose.

"Mike...is....mine!" she yelled.

"Damn..and I asked?" I smart mouthed.

I felt a pain in my ankle, then heard a crack. Falling to the floor, I cried out.

"Eleven!" Mike yelled running to her.

She pushed him away, then walked towards me.

"Go!" She yelled pointing towards the door.

I chuckled, and stood up.

Grabbing her hair without touching it, I dragged her to the ground.

"No.."I smiled.

She squirmed, fighting against my hold.

I let her go, feeling drained.

She pulled my hair too, her nose gushing blood.

Then, I did something I wished I'd never have to do.

I got into her head, searching for her fears. This old man with white hair kept appearing.

So, I disguised as him and took over her mind.

She screamed, holding her head.

Mike ran up to me and pushed me out of the way.

"Leave her alone!" He yelled looking back at Eleven.

The boys were crowding her.

I stopped and closed my eyes, panting again. I felt like I was going to pass out.

She was crying now.

"Both of you! Knock it off!" Lucas yelled.

I could tell she was about to do something else, but she stopped. As did I.

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