adella hopper was not born to the man who gave her her last name. she was born in a split family in cuba, only to be transported from her home to hawkins, not knowing what would happen to her because of it.
she escapes the place she was taken to, k...
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the next day, after waking up still in hopper's chair and reading the note he scribbled back, adella got up and ready to go to the mall. she wasn't working that day but dustin was going to meet both her and steve at the mall, not having seen them since he went to camp.
when she left her room, dressed in a short sleeved black top and a red and black, pleated plaid skirt with thick boots on, she saw el walking back in from the porch. hopper was in the small kitchen, making some cereal.
"hey. is everything okay?" hopper asked as el picked up the house phone off the wall.
"yes." el answered shortly, pressing numbers into the phone as she held it to her ear.
"hello, this is the wheelers." karen, mike's mum, answered the phone.
"can i speak to mike, please?" el requested.
"yeah, just a sec. mike! phone!" karen yelled.
mike picked up the phone in his basement, "hello?"
el walked away from the living room, going into her room as adella shoved some pop tarts into the toaster, pushing herself to sit on the counter. hopper leant on the counter across from her and she shared a small glance with him when they heard el's door open again.
"hey. what's going on?" hopper asked when el slammed the phone back down i for he wall, as if he didn't know. el stormed back into her room and hopper smirked to himself, tapping his spoon against his bowl.
"i don't know how you get away with it." adella muttered, taking her pop tarts when the toaster pinged.
"you're gonna tell her?" hopper asked.
"not my place. also, i hope either you or mike will tell her." adella hummed. "or she'll figure it out."
"i thought you had a day off?" hopper questioned when she walked closer to the door.
"dustin was back yesterday and he's coming to see me and steve at the mall." adella replied.
"it's weird that you're friends with so many children." hopper stated.
"your moustache is weird." adella shot back. "you look like that man you always watch on the tv."
"really?" hopper smiled and she snorted. "anyway, who was that woman you drew? el said she didn't know her from your shows. who is she?"
"no one." adella shrugged, messing with the hem of her skirt.
"no one?" hopper raised an eyebrow. "you just made her up?"
"mhm." adella lied, opening the door. "bye, dad!"
"yeah, see you later, ella!" hopper smirked as she left, closing the door behind her.
