Mike's p.o.v

"So how was your date?" Nancy asked me literally as soon as I opened the door.

"Jezz Nancy!" I whisper screamed. Why was she waiting for me by the door? What the heck!

"Yeah yeah, I scared you. But you didn't answer the question. How. Was. Your. Date," She said in more of a demanding way. It honestly scared me. How can someone be so invested in my relation ship life?

"Well....it was good I guess," I responded, trying to decide what and what not to tell her. 

Truthfully, I almost crashed my bike several times on the way home. When El kissed me, it definitely left a mark even after I was gone. In fact, I still felt the spot where she had kissed me, as if there was a hot fire burning in the place of her lips. 

So you can probably tell why that is distracting. 

"Come on Mike," Nancy rolled her eyes,"Tell me everything,"

Well, I guess saying it was good wasn't good enough for my annoying sister. So, I'll just avoid the parts I want to avoid. Simple.

"Well, when we got to the junk yard, we ate, and talked, and then we watched the stars. Then I took El home," I said nonchalantly, as if we didn't dance, or as if she didn't kiss my cheek, or as I didn't give her a bracelet. 

"What else happened? I know there's more your not telling me," Nancy smirked, "How did she like the bracelet?" 

"Wait, how did you know about the brace-Wait, I mean what bracelet! Why do you even care?" Nice job Mike. You just gave yourself away. 

"Shh, you'll wake up mom and dad, and I care because your my little brother. I should know these things," 

Wow. I'm surprised she didn't acknowledge the bracelet. It's not like, I was very good at playing dumb. 

 "Fine, I guess I can give you a few more details," I rolled my eyes. There was no way I was going to get out of this, so might as well just go for it.

El's p.o.v

While I'm sitting in the car, I cant help but think of my date last night. It was just so perfect. Th =e way Mike and I danced, the way we layed under the stars, the Eggo charm bracelet that he gave me. 

"What are you thinkin' about El?" My dad asked.

"Oh, nothing. Just thoughts," I responded cleverly. If he knew I was thinking about the date, he would ask me what happened, and that's not good at all. 

"Well ok then," He still looked slightly concerned and skeptical, but I'm glad he dropped the subject. 

After about 20 more minutes, we arrived at our destination. The Byers home.

"Well sweetheart, I'm going to leave you here, and Jonathan is going to babysit you and Will while I go to dinner with Joyce," Dad said, bringing the car to a halt.

"Ok dad, have a nice date," I giggled and winked. 

It was still kind of mind blowing that MY DAD was going on a date with WILLS MOM. If they were ever to get married, I would be related to one of my best friends. Which is kind of a mind blowing thought when you think about it.

"Hi El," Will said, as soon as I walked through the door.

"Hey Will," I replied, smiling.

"Ok kiddos,  be good, I'll be home in a bit," Joyce said, walking out the door.

"So what do you want to do?" Will asked.

"I don't really know....Do you have any ideas?" 

"I don't know, we could talk, or watch TV, or draw, those are pretty much the main options," 

"Talking sounds nice," I said after pausing to think about the options. I wanted to get to know my friends better, and what better way to do that then talking?

So we talked. And I can't really describe what we talked about because it was pretty much everything. 

"It's weird that you only like homemade mac and cheese, I'm more of a mac and cheese is the bomb no mater where it's from type of gal," I laughed, and Will laughed along with me, before it eventually died down. 

"Trust me, once you've had my mom's mac and cheese, you won't want it from anywhere else. Oh, and I have a question," Will said, causing me to get nervous. What could he ask me that we haven't already talked about?

"Who do you like. And I mean Like like," Will said, making eye contact with me. 

"Why?"

"Because I asked,"

"Fine, You have to promise not to tell," I said, giving up on trying to avoid the question.

"Alright, I  promise," Will said.

" I like Mike," I said in barely a whisper. 

"You do? Well you need to tell him!" Will answered, as if we were talking about his mom's mac and cheese.

"Why? How do you know that his reaction will be good?" I asked.

"Well, I know that he likes y-," Will slapped a hand over his mouth, as if he was trying to cover his words.

"He like's who?" 

"Oh no one," Will said brushing it off, "I just have a good feeling about you confessing,"

After a moment of silence, I had the perfect idea. Not only was this going to get him back, this simple question would also going to reveal more about him.

"Hey Will, who do you have a crush on?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows.

"No one," He said simply. 

"Fine, celebrity crush," I compromised. 

"Well, one of my main crushes is Ralph Macchio," Will said sheepishly. 

"Oh ok, good choice," I responded. Even if he was serious, I didn't care about him being what ever sexuality he was. 

"Wait. You don't care that I'm gay?" He asked, looking a bit hopeful.

"No, why would I?" I said honestly.

"I don't know," He finished. 

Our conversation gradually got more and more personal through the night, and I came to know Will almost as well as the rest of my friends did. Which was of course a good thing, because now that I actually had good friends and was getting to know them, I felt like I could rule the world. 

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I'm not sure how to feel about this chapter. But thank you all for reading this! My school started today, and I might update more or less, I really don't know but I won't forget about the story. I'll try to update as often as possible.