Mileven Stories

Crushing Big Time (2007)

This one shot is based off of the interestingly unique request that @richiewhlr had given me! I hope you all enjoy!
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There was an abnormal chill that greeted Willow on her first day of middle school. While the summer heat was still radiating rather strongly, she could feel there was a significant change creeping up her spine that was headed her way. She remained weary of the unknown feeling for most of her day until lunch time rolled around and things fell into place.

There was a circle of adolescent bullies surrounding a boy who appeared to have been sat at a table alone. Willow could sense the unsettling sorrow that was beginning to fester within the boy, and she knew she couldn't bare to let him continue being treated this way.

She walked over and pounded her fist on the table, "leave him alone."

Jimmy, the worst of the school bullies, snarled, "oh yeah, and what are you going to do about it, Wheeler?"

Willow smirked maliciously, not willing to back down as she spat, "perhaps you forgot, but my mom works here. It would be a shame if the guidance counselor reported to all of your parents that you boys seem to have a severe inferiority complex, wouldn't it?"

The boys surrounding the main bully disbanded immediately, not wanting to risk getting grounded. Once realizing his partners in crime had fled, Jimmy stalked away to find a new unsuspecting prey. Willow basked in her victory and smiled brightly to herself for a moment before a meek voice pulled her head out of the clouds.

"You didn't have to do that," the boy with auburn hair muttered.

She analyzed him for a moment, almost failing to reply as she got lost in his blue eyes, "I didn't have to, but I wanted to," she unceremoniously sat herself down at the table and held out a hand, "I'm Willow."

"I know," the boy quipped lightly before stuttering, "I-I mean, yeah, I h-heard. Nice to meet you, Willow Wheeler. I'm Bill."

The two kids held onto their innocent introductory hand shake for a moment that stretched on longer than just a friendly affair. They could feel a silent energy that emitted within them as something new and wonderful began to unfold.

"Friends?" Willow proposed optimistically.

Bill beamed at her warmly, "friends."

And that was how it started. Bill and Willow became an inseparable pair and spent each moment of their free time joined at the hip. The fall months blended into the new year and quickly brought spring out to play.

Willow had recently abandoned her own bike, promptly choosing to ride behind on Bill's much larger and speedier set of wheels. Their friendship made them both feel infinitely free, almost as if they were destined to be apart of one another lives. Their friendliness soon fumbled into uncharted territory as they explored interlacing their hands; which eventually led them to admitting their mutual crushes.

Mike and El adored the pair of friends. Yet, the father was left feeling sour when he caught his oldest daughter sharing a kiss on the lips with Bill. Feeling absolutely beside himself, he had sternly sent the boy home for the evening and his pouting daughter up to her room.

With his hands pulling at his hair, he turned to his wife's side of the bed and rambled, "she's too young, right? I mean, this is crazy. This is crazy! My little girl isn't meant to be kissing boys yet. She shouldn't even know what romantic kissing is! Has she been watching too many soap operas? What—"

Mike's deranged rambling stopped dead in his throat when Eleven's soft lips suddenly swooped in and took his breath away. She pressed into him warmly and encouraged him to return the embrace, which soon filled his frazzled state of mind with a much needed sense of relief.