think. {mike wheeler x reader}

one

Mike POV
Ahh teenage hormones. Always been a great help to me
After Eleven pretty much died I can't thinks straight anymore

I haven't been talking to my friends, I haven't been sleeping, I haven't been going to the arcade.

But I have been cutting

Just a little bit, not a lot

But I guess it's okay.

Y/N POV
I am going to rock this town
I know for sure
I slip on my shorts and Walkman and earbuds
And then I remember, I can't

Why you must be asking?

Oh yeah, because to rock this town is to wear hot bathing suits, but. Well. I guess I can't, my thighs are covered in scars

Old scars.

Nothing to worry about

We pull up to my new house and I get out, across the street is a boy my age saying goodbye to a slightly shorter boy who is getting in a car

"Wanna go say high sweetie?" My mom asks me

"Yeah."

I stride over there straightening my shirt and jean jacket

"Hi. I'm Y/N" I say to the boy. His jawline is FLAWLESS.

"Hey I'm mike" Mike says smiling

"I'm new here. Just moved from Columbus Ohio."I said. He tilted his head in confusion

"Never heard. Do you go to the middle school?" He asked

I plastered a insulted look on my face

"No actually I go to the Junior High...." I said side smiling

"Oh my bad...m-me too!" Mike said

"Well I'll see you later mike!" I said smiling

~end of chapter one~

A/N hey hope you like the new book!