Eleven held up the paper at the sun, just to be sure she had the right house. She quickly locked her car and turned around, sighing as she finally took in the house. Just like she remembered it. Weird.

She slowly walked up to the house, looking around. Could she even knock on the door once she made it to it?

She made it over and quickly fixed her hair in the window before slowly knocking on the door.

At that time, Mike was upstairs, trying to go through it to find his favorite blue shirt. It was hard to find anything in the mess he called his room. His little sister sighed as she came from the kitchen, a piece of toast in her hand, opening the door and looking at Eleven confused.

"Uh hi! Is this the Wheeler residence?" Eleven asked, looking at the girl. The girl nodded confused, taking a bite of the toast in her hand.

"Oh! You must be Holly then?" Eleven asked, remembering what Nancy had told her. Holly nodded confused.

"Are you here for Mike? I can go get him..." Holly said, pointing upstairs. Eleven's eyes brightened at the name.

"Uh... Yeah actually... He probably won't remember me though, it's been awhile since we last met." Eleven explained, scratching her arm nervously. Holly nodded.

"Well come on in, I'll go get him." Holly smiled, opening the door more, Eleven nodded in thanks and walked in, looking at the house.

Holly smiled uncomfortably and closed the door, running up the stairs to Mike's room. Mike still looked around for his shirt. shirtless of course considering he was looking for the shirt.

"Mike, someone's at the door for you." she said, patting the wall slightly. He nodded, still looking for the shirt.

"Hey Holly, have you seen my-" he began, but she cut him off.

"The only shirt that's hanging up in your closet bro." She yelled as she walked into her room, that used to be Nancy's and closed the door.

Mike looked at his closet confused, opening it.

"Oh! There you are." He said, grabbing it. He walked out, putting his shirt on as he walked down the stairs, stopping when he saw Eleven, confused on who she was. She turned her head to look at him.

"Um hi... May I help you?" He asked, fixing the bottom of his shirt.

"Yeah... I didn't expect you to remember me." Eleven said awkwardly, looking down, her hair falling in her face.

"We met before? I think I would remember you" he said, looking, finally walking over to her.

"Yeah, when we were little uh... We went on quite an adventure together." She said, putting her hair behind her ear. He nodded, folding his arms.

"Ok... What's your name?" He asked "I'll remember then..."

"Ok uh... Promise you'll believe me?" She asked. He looked at her confused.

"Yeah uh... I'll believe you. Why wouldn't I?" He asked, giving a slight laugh. She looked at him in worry.

"Eleven Garcia" She said. "The girl you... Found in the woods when you were looking for your missing friend."

It fell silent as his face dropped slightly, staring at her. She worried about what was running through his brain at the time.

"You're lying. Eleven died right after that. Who are you and how did you find out about that?" He asked, unfolding his arms and glaring. She put her hand to her head and sighed.

"I'm Eleven! Mike you have to believe me." She begged, removing her hand from her head. He shook his head.

"This is some sick twisted joke. Did Lucas set you up to this? That dick." He muttered the end and turned around angrily.

"No! He didn't, you're the first person that I wanted to see again! Please believe me!" She almost yelled, he swung around.

"Prove it then Miss.'Garcia' There was one thing that made her different from everyone else, and it wasn't her hair. Show me it!" He said quieter, pointing his finger at her, she glared at him and surprised him as she held up her hand, causing a base to fly up, almost breaking as it hit the ground.

"How did you-" he began, but couldn't finish it.

"Because I'm the same girl you found in the woods and the same one that defeated the monster. I'm the girl that's going to your school this year. Nice to meet ya." She smiled, grabbing his hand to shake it.

"I-" he began, but again, stopped.

"I should go..." She said, sighing and walking off, removing her
hand. She grabbed the doorknob as he sat on the stairs.

"Wait! How do I know your not lying?" He asked, still processing it, she smiled as she opened the door. She looked at him.

"Friends don't lie, remember?" She asked. She walked out the door and closed it, leaning against it and sighing heavily. He stared at where she stood confused.

Eleven headed to her car, quickly getting in and starting it, as for Mike, he sighed and jumped up, running to the door and opening it.

"Eleven wait!" He yelled as she started to pull out. She didn't hear him and he stared as she drove off. He groaned.

"What the fuck was that?"