Summary; you were the new girl, Mike doesn't like the idea of another new girl when he just accepted Max into their group.
-Also, El isn't in this imagine
-You were looking for dart, in the gym.
Y/N POV
I brushed my fingers through my hair as I called out Darts name. I've know this group for 3 weeks and they're cool, other than the fact that Mike hates me.
This was weird, I was looking for a slug called Dart. Dustin found IT.
My eyes examined the gym and I made sure to look under the bleachers.
"Dart?! Come on boy, girl? Whatever you are?" I whispered as I manoeuvred around places. After searching in the girls locker room I decided to look in the boys locker room...
There was a smell in here that I could not explain, actually I could explain, it was gross sweat, dog food and like a dead rat.
"Oh my goodness." I spoke and held my hand to my nose.
"Dart?" I whispered. It was dark in here and I tripped over a freaking broom, I felt as I landed onto my knees which hurt like hell.
"Shoot." I mumbled and winced in pain. Suddenly a flash light gleam entered the locker room.
I saw Mike standing in front of me by the door. He sighed and rolled his eyes as he pointed the flash light towards me.
Mike walked over and continued looking for dart... Ok don't help me up, I'll just get up by myself.
Slowly, I stood myself up and brushed off the dirt I had on my hands and pants.
"What are you even doing helping? You're not needed in the group." Mike spoke as he looked around the lockers.
I rolled my eyes.
"Your friends like me, so, I'm here to be their friend. I'm helping Dustin, I'm not helping you so don't freak out and act like a drama queen. Every time I'm around you always diss me, why do you do that?" I replied and sighed,
"If you haven't noticed, You're useless. We have enough members in this group. We don't need another Girl. You'll just slow us down and be dead weight." Mike replied. He gave me a blunt look.
Ouch, that hurt. Maybe Mike was right? What could I provide for this group? Nothing, I'd only be Mike's punching bag.
I wiped my tears, hopefully he couldn't see them.
"Okay. I'm going to go." I whispered.
I decided to leave the locker room.
I had no time to fight with Mike, again. Last time he kicked me out of his house because Will and Max invited me to a D&D campaign.
As I made it back inside the gym I heard as footsteps followed me from behind. I turned around and looked at Mike.
"Get away from me. You can't even give me space to walk away?!" I spoke, my tears were now noticeable... But so were Mikes... Why was he crying? He wasn't the one hurting. He was the one who hurt me.
My nose sniffled and I decided to run off. I hated Mike Wheeler so much.
-How was this?
