"IT" Gets Stranger (things)

I hate this.

Mikes P.O.V

"Mike?" Eleven asked as we were walking to god knows where.

"Yes Eleven, what would you like" I say while sighing and rubbing my freehand through my messed up, goopy hair. I really need to shower.

"My belly made a noise, I want eggos and sweet stuff" she said while looking down at her stomach.

" ok well.... if these weird kids would tell us where we are going!" I hollered the last part hoping that they would hear me and explain a little bit. We had been walking for about an hour through the forest and now we are approaching a small stream.

The only female of the group stopped walking until she met up with El. Something about her, well about all these people gave off bad vibes and I am not going to put my party at risk to deal with the trouble that these kids bring. I mean, come on! That boy Stanly has a wrap around his head and the chubby boy, Ben, his shirt near his stomach area is covered in blood, hell, they all have blood on them and they all smell like a dead demogorgan.

"Hello there, my name is Beverly. What did you say yours was?" The red head asked.

"None of your business" I said bitterly. El squeezed my hand, trying to tell me to stop.

"No! El! No! Listen here everyone! I will not let my party be effected by... by.... whatever the hell is going on here!" Everyone turned to look at me. I was making a scene, god I'm worse than Holly. How could I be worse than my five year old siste-.

"Mike. Stop! Your being rude to people trying to help us and-" Max started to grab my shoulder but was suddenly ripped away when she flew against a tree.

" don't. Touch. Mike. Ever!" El screamed as she held max in place against the tree.

The strange kids started freaking out, our party didn't, of course, as we've been with El awhile and know how short her temper can be.

"HOLY FU-"

"No!" El swung around and made the loud mouth boy shut up by knocking him onto his butt.

The smaller fannypack boy jumped into action, trying to help his friend.

"Hey! Back off my friend you psycho girl-"

That's when I drew the line, no one talked about my El like that. I couldn't help it when suddenly I charged at the small boy, but suddenly, I was on the ground near the stream type thing, well at least I don't need to shower anymore. I look up and see the tall boy, Bill, standing over me and glaring while I lay on my back.

"Mike! Man are you ok?" Dustin ran up to me and helped me off the ground while I never broke eye contact with Bill. I was fuming. This group of kids is way to much trouble.

"I'm fine Dustin. Whatever" I said while glaring at Bill, silently challenging him.

He finally stepped forward. " I-if you or your c-crazy friends e-ever c-cross us again t-then just k-know t-that we have been t-through hell and b-back and we will not h-hesitate" he said, poking my chest with each stutter in his sentence.

"Mike! Mike! Get away from him!" El screamed as she ran into my arms. She was crying, and her nose was bleeding everywhere. She was just a big snotty mess, and she couldn't stay like this for any longer.

"Listen guys, I'm sorry I lost my temper but El is really not doing well and we need a place for her to go and heal back up." Eleven pulled away from my arms and started to speak.

"Mike?......" my poor Eleven passed out before she could even finish her sentence, making everyone jump forward to try and catch her, thankfully Dustin did.

"If I had my way I would make them stay at the crack house" The loudmouth said in annoyance while dusting himself off.

"Beep beep richie" the girl, Beverly said.

Stan just rolled his eyes.

" s-since your s-so eager R-R-Richie, t-than half c-can stay at y-yours, and half at mine" The leader, Bill, said.

"Ugh seriously, Id rather have Eddies mom stay at mine. she's bigger than my actual room, and smells worse too!" Richie said while grinning at his not-so-funny joke.

"Leave my mom out of this Richie."

My writing has no structure so I basically just edit and write whenever I want.