Knowledgeable Kleptomaniacs

3. Michael Hanlon's Therapy Class

Author's note; Listen to the music to give a more deep perspective on the character and who they are!
P.S - Both characters are not friends with the entire  'Losers Club' because, as an AU would go. There is no such thing in this one. Enjoy!!!

~ 2:35 PM ~

Mike walked out of his last class of the day, checking his watch and letting out a groan. Walking out the aqua color based doors and towards the bus home, and then stopping in front of his doorway. Once he walked in, he tried to be as silent as possible, hoping his mom nor dad would hear him. He ran up the stairs, and towards his room. Shutting and locking his door, and then plopping onto his bed. The boy stayed on his bed for less than thirty seconds, he heard a knock at his door and groaned in his pillow and then hearing a; "Open up the door, Michael."

~ 3:00 PM ~

Michael stood in front of the church's doors where they had 'therapy' every single day, then taking a deep breath. Entering the creaky doors. Noticing multiple other people sit on beige colored chairs, he stayed silent and sat in the back. Turning his head to look around, then noticing the boy he passed by earlier. Same exact clothing, a light blue button up and shorts that matched the chair he was sitting on. Mike noticed that the boy was picking at his nails, and not paying attention to the person talking about their problems, ahead.

~ 3:15 PM ~

Michael got up from his chair, this session was more like a break. He noticed the boy with curly golden brown hair, and then returned to the snacks. Taking some popcorn and putting it into his mouth. Ignoring the boy, and returning to his seat. Studying the church, and then seeing somebody sit down next to him. Turning right away towards the person, and then noticing it was the boy who rushed passed him earlier. Mike let out a soft; "Hey." then noticing him turn away. Crossing his leg over another and then facing towards the podium where the meeting would resume.

~ 4:00 PM ~

Mike got up from his seat, rubbing his eyes due to being sleep deprived and hungry. The meeting took all his focus away from him, he stood up from the slightly wobbly chair and grabbed his things before he felt a hand grab his arm and pull him slightly back, turning to notice the smaller boy once again, beginning to speak before he got beat to it; "We don't speak of this. We are not going to even to hint it towards each other, you hear me? I don't want anybody finding out about this." he mumbled in a raged tone. Mike nodded in confusion, then felt the boy's hand release pressure from his skin and let him go. The two walked out of the church. As they entered the main streets Mike began to look over across the town, spotting a mall. Staring at it for a second and then returning back towards the boy who he still hasn't got his name. "Do you mind me asking, your name?" Mike asked somewhat confidently, taking out his hand for a friendly shake. "Stan." the other boy said softly. "Mike." The taller boy stated towards Stan, "So Stan-" he began to speak up before hinting his eyes back towards the mall and beginning to speak again.

"You wanna have a little competition?"