can ladies kill?//mileven

his life

4/14/19

Mikes POV:

I reached my home a while after Jane reached her own. I did think that she did want to talk to me and didn't run away from me or something. I will admit that when those guys started to "hit" on her I did hate it, they shouldn't talk about her like she's a object. And why are others talking to her- wait she's popular.

But she still should not talk to them, if she wants to be my friend than she's ONLY friends with me. Whatever though.

I walked up to my door step, I lived in the woods in a old cabin. It was abandoned, but I could still pay for electricity and water and that's all I needed.

This is what his cabin looks like:

I threw my backpack on the ground and walked to the kitchen, Nancy said she would come over on the weekend to visit but I told her no.

I thought more about El and how she wanted to TALK to me, I suppose you could say she's different than others. What was weird I guess was that since she was being nice to me, I didn't think of that many bad things that could happen to her. I mean, I will admit that when we were at the cliff I did think that she could just easily be pushed off and well *poof*.

I made myself some chicken, I heard the phone go off so I went to go check up on it. Once I answered I heard my grandmas voice, she doesn't really call. Maybe two or three times a month but this is out of the blue.

"Hello Micheal!"

"Hey grandma.." the other end was silent until the older lady cleared her throat "Mike, I'm worried about you. Me and your grandfather are, you live alone and don't talk to anyone at school. Nancy told us. I'm worried that you'll become lonely and will lack social skills, and will never understand how to have a conversation with someone. So I was thinking that it was time for you to come home with me and grandpa..."

"NO! NO IM NOT! Why is it so hard to understand that?!" The truth was that I didn't want to be around my grandparents, they were okay but like my grandma said. I lack social skills so I don't know how to talk to them and i even hate it myself.

"Besides, I met someone. She said that she wanted to become my friend, we've been talking and we are becoming friends. I can learn without leaving." I stated "OH that's great, sweetie! Is she beautiful? Will she be in the Wheeler family one day?!"

I chuckled, I may be insane but I do have a sense of humor "yes she is really pretty, but I don't think that she'll ever like me. And I uh...well I think you understand that I'm not the best at emotions." I sighed.

"I'm really sorry, Mike. Anyways I have to go, I love you bye."

"Bye"

I hung up the phone and went back to eating my food, what if she was right though? Should I go to her and grandpa to learn about emotions?

I cleaned up my plate and decided to do some homework. I saw a bright yellow small paper attached to the zipper, was this always here? No.

I raised an eyebrow and opened the note, who the fuck sent me a note? To say that I'm a freak, I hate the kids at my school.

I unwrapped the piece of paper and saw neat handwriting, who is this?

The note read: "Hey mike! So you really do seem cool and I wanna hang out more, so here's my number. Maybe you just need a friend so let's talk!

(219) 353-1108

(Jane and kali, bitch)

-love
Jane."

I felt a little smile set across my face, okay. I'll call her, someone actually wants to talk to me.

Whoa. SOMEONE WHO LIVES AND BREATHS, wants to actually talk to me and be my friend. And it's a girl, a really pretty one too, but it's not like I have a crush on her or something.

I took out my phone and dialed the number, after a few rings someone answered.

"Hello?"

"Uh, hello...it's Mike.. is this E-"

"OH hey Mike! Sorry if it was stockerish or something, from ya know, the way I put the note. But you just interest me and have a cool way of thinking, plus you're not fake."

I felt a small smile on my lips form "thanks El, so what's up?"

"Nothing really, I'm just annoyed by Jessie. Once again, like she needs to take the hint, like dude you're annoying" I heard her laugh and I chuckled.

We continued to talk for awhile, she talked about her friends and family and I would agree with her. This is how people make friends right? I was slightly paying attention until she said something that caught my attention.

"So what's your life like, Mike Wheeler?" What was I supposed to say? 'I don't know how to make friends, I've pictured how you can die, I'm clingy and live alone and it's hard for me to love. Oh and I have a kink for blood and death a bit'

Of course I can't say that, so what should I say about my life.

"I-Uh well...it's pretty boring. I don't do much, I have a sister who's in college and um that's pretty much it..."

"Yeah but what do you like? Tell me something about you, have you had your first kiss any crushes, favorite sport, things you like to do. C'mon, I wanna meet the real Mike Wheeler"

"Well, I don't have a crush and have never had my first kiss. I don't really like sports but I Uh like hunting..and um science."

" hunting? Like animals? That's pretty cool I guess, I've never done it. But I do love science, it's really cool. By the way, I haven't had my first kiss either and I think I might come to like someone..."

I gulped "oh cool...uh I gotta go, my moms calling me."

"Okay, Bye Mike."

"Bye El"

I hanged up the phone and thought about our conversation for a while, was she hinting out that she likes me? Eh whatever. I started to do my homework and finished it in only a few minutes.

I took a shower and then got ready for bed.

That's my life

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I made a internet friend today

So that's mikes life, lol

Hopefully you liked that chapter.

-gracie💛