stranger things - imagines and preferences

mike wheeler ◊ freak

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You were a quiet kid. You didn't really like to put yourself out there, mainly because of your fear of judgement. You did have friends though, and honestly you wouldn't trade them for anything. Dustin, Lucas, Will and Mike were the best friends you'd ever had, and it didn't even matter to you that they were all boys. All the girls your age judged you for your different tastes.

You weren't one for skirts or dresses, you didn't really like the things girls your age liked. You'd rather spend your evening playing Dungeons and Dragons than chatting up whatever the girls your age did. That is why you spent most of your time with Mike, Dustin, Will and Lucas. It's also why you got teased relentlessly.

It's also how you found yourself cornered by James and Troy, your very own annual bullies, after school.

You'd known walking home alone was a mistake, but you hadn't wanted to bother the boys because you distinctly remembered them saying they weren't going to meet up after school. And you didn't want to be a hassle. But now you seriously regretted that decision as the two boys before you stepped threateningly closer.

You felt extremely small in that moment, back pressed up against the schools wall in panic as the leered at you.

"Oh look, it's the freak." Troy spat, narrowing his eyes dangerously at you as you remained silent. You were quiet, which meant you weren't really good at standing up for yourself. While the girls in your grade teased you for being too boy like, James and Troy went after you because you were an easy target. If caught alone they could spit whatever insult they'd want at you, shove you to the ground, hit you and you wouldn't do anything.

"Where's the whole freak show, huh?" James asked, only further making it sink in that you were alone. "Seems you're all alone, Y/N. No ones coming to help you."

Yet again you said nothing, only closed your eyes in shame and tried to push back the tears that threatened to spill. You looked around yourself for any chance of escape or maybe a teacher that would walk by, but it was after school; the teacher's only break from kids and every student rushed home the second the bell rang. And not only that, but they had you completed cornered; with the both of them there's no way you'd be able to run away fast enough.

"You do know you're weird right?" James asked yet another question, as Troy picked up his hand to flick you harshly in the forward.

"Do you even know how to speak?" Troy spat, and the two of them step even closer to you. You felt your breath grow frantic, and you felt panic welling within you as they closed in on you. "Hey!" Troy suddenly raised his voice, making you jump as he pushed your head harshly into the wall behind you. "Stop ignoring me. Where's frog-face? You two are always together."

"D-Don't call Mike that." You whispered, hating when they insulted your friends. It stung when they called you a name or pushed you around, but you hated when they spoke ill of your friends; especially Mike. Those boys had never done anything to deserve such cruel treatment. "Y-You're just j-jealous."

Troy laughed as if you'd said the most odd thing in the world as James elbowed him in enjoyment. You didn't regret defending your friend but you knew you'd pay for that comment.

"So. She can speak."

Troy raised his hand, smacking it into your shoulder harshly making you groan out slightly in pain. "You got a crush on Mike?" He asked, pressing his hand further into your shoulder as James shot out his foot to kick at your feet. Suddenly you were tumbling to the ground, your butt hitting the concrete beneath you harshly. "Aweh, freaks got a little crush of frog-face."