it's winter and he's standing outside the church. his mom had sent him to another one of those shitty youth meetings and he couldn't believe that she was so keen on expecting him to change his behavior because of that. he's rolling his eyes and soon he's lighting the cigarette from his cheap carton. it's quick and he's soon releasing steam by smoking. he has no idea if it's because it's in-front of a church, where he prayed for his situation to get better or if it was because he knew that his mom hated when he did it.
he shivers due to the cold and damn it, it's so fucking cold.
michael wheeler wouldn't consider himself with an attitude. he simply considered himself prone to his surroundings. he was absolutely furious at his shitty dad and that was valid. he wasn't rioting because his mom didn't give him money, he was absolutely angry at the world for giving him a dad as useless as his. his dad didn't do shit around the house yet he had the authority to make the choices around him. no wonder nancy fucking left.
his blood boils and he's dragging the cigarette from his lips. nicotine helps with the stress and he's absolutely content that nobody could bother him.
until now.
"you know that you can die, right?"
he looks over at the girl that's now standing beside him. her hands are shoved in her pockets and she's looking at him in utter curiosity. her nose is red and he can't believe that there's a girl this pretty around. she has pretty brown eyes and her brown hair is pulled into a messy ponytail. she's feeding him a small smile and he's furrowing his eyebrows together. her question threw him overboard and he doesn't know if these cigarettes were laced with anything.
"i'm sorry?" he asks in utter confusion.
"smoking. it can kill you... you know that right?" she presses and all the thoughts that he had before, disappeared. she was probably one of the annoying counselors from the church. she looked young though.
he tilts his head, a mess of curls. "do i know you?"
she smiles. "i'm elaine. elaine hopper."
"well elaine. you're pretty and all, mind your damn business." he says, throwing the cigarette on the floor and he's stomping down on the cigarette. he couldn't even smoke in peace. he swore.
"it worked." elaine says and still, she hasn't left his side.
"i'm sorry?"
"you had more than half of it left... and you stopped. it worked." she smiles widely and he hates how this stranger is right. mike wheeler hates how in a matter of seconds, she's already messing with his mind.
he's quiet. not knowing what to say except,
"i'm michael. mike for short."
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she's like the wind ✔ mileven
Fanfiction( 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚞 / 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚞. ) in which going to that dumb youth club happens to be the best thing to ever happen to michael wheeler. or, the fic in which elaine hopper changes his life.
