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michaelwheelerseasontwosweaters · 3 years ago

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will!has powers au ; inspired by ianowt

Set in s4, the byers household. December 23rd

I was sitting on the dark green couch that mom bought when she bought our new house. It was oddly comfortable, like to the point were if you didn't want to get up, you wouldn't. Anyways I was watching The breakfast club while mom was cooking dinner and Jonathan and eleven were in their rooms.

The cream colored phone started ringing, sending a loud, unbearable noise through the house.

Ugh.

"I'll get it!" I yelled out to alert my mom that she didn't need to stop cooking and that Jonathan doesn't need to stop looking for colleges, and then Eleven can go back to what she was doing.

I got up from my spot that had a small indent of my body and the large amount of pillows I had all over. I started walking to the wall that the phone was attached to, the floor boards creaking with every step my feet took. I finally reached the phone and pulled it up to my ear, hopefully this is just somebody calling for money for some horrible business design.

"Hello this is the byers residence, can I help you?" I asked into the phone.

"Uh, hey Will. it's mike." No shit. I know what you sound like. "Oh hey Mike! what's up?" I exclaimed in the phone. I didn't want to sound excited but he hasn't been calling that much lately.

i wonder why.

"nothing much, just excited to see everyone, you, El, Jonathan and Mrs. byers tomorrow. I think everyone is." Mike's voice went through the phone.

"Yeah, mom's been frantic and trying to clean up everything. literally everything. and Jane has been talking about max and you non stop." I chuckled as the conversation kind of died.

"um, can i talk to El?" He asked.

Of course. no, honestly, I'm not fucking surprised. All he cares about is El this Eleven that.

I hate that I feel angry but i really thought our conversation before i moved meant we would actually become, you know, best friends again.

"Yeah. of course." The taste of bitterness surrounded my mouth, most definitely did Mike hear it.

"JANE! Your boyfriend is calling!" I yelled out because i am not going to go all the way to her room just so i can personally see the excitement on her face because mike called her.

Her walnut door with the letters "EL" opened, showing a smiley Eleven.

Eleven has actually changed a lot ever since we moved, mentally and physically. She has gotten taller, just a little shorter than me, but that's not saying much. Her hair is now down to her back and she's been changing up her style. She wears dresses and skirts now but is still "boy-ish" if that even works out.

Maybe because we all kind of share clothes in this house because of the amount of money. She started walking and stood next to me and put her hand out, waiting for me to give her the phone.

I sort of forgot that I had a strong grip on the phone. I don't know why I'm not giving her the phone, or saying anything.

I'm just looking at her.

Why am i so crazy.

I'm just pissed, Mike's my bestfriend. why can't he just fucking talk to me.

Why the fuck aren't we back to normal why the fuck did we have to move why the FUCK did i answer this STUPID phone.

I felt the phone buzzing, which doesn't make sense. the phone never buzzes. whatever, i don't care. I looked up at Eleven who was looking at me like everyone else. Like I'm fragile, and I'm breaking.

"Here, talk to your girlfriend. Oh and by the way, I'm doing fucking fantastic. Thanks for asking." I said, and handed the phone to a shocked Eleven.

I walked away to my room, ignoring my mom call out to me. I got to my room and slammed the door shut and locked it behind me. I walked over to my bed and sat down with my face in my hands.

I'm just done.

I'm tired.

I was so fucking scared to start my new school because the fact that I'm a freak and died and came back alive went worldwide so that's peachy.

I just wanted my best friend but no. that's never going to happen, right?

Because he's in love with Eleven and I'm, for some fucking crazy, stupid, reason in love with him.

[If Will was paying attention to behind him he would have noticed the dark blue scissors that usually sit on his desk in the air, along with purple scissors. ]

I can't believe-SHIT!

I looked at the two scissors in my wall that happened to make a loud bang noise. I turned around behind me to see if anyone would have thrown it, which wouldn't make sense.

Maybe Eleven did it? wait no she doesn't have her powers. I felt warm feeling dripping down my nose.

are you kidding? it isn't even allergy season.

I wipe my nose with my arm, knowing my allergies aren't that bad. not to mention they are almost non existent in the fall months. I looked down at my arm and saw a streak of dark red blood down my arm.

what? this doesn't make...sense? my nose never bleeds.

weird. like extremely weird.

that doesn't matter, how did those scissors get in my wall? wait. elevens nose used to...do i have powers? No. no no no no! I'm overreacting. plus I wasn't in the lab so how could i have powers.

but what other way could this be explained... whatever. it had to just been with the gravity waves. you know that's bullshit. yeah, gravity waves.

I walked over to my wall and forced the two scissors out, throwing them on my nightstand.

I just noticed the tears glossing my eyes and I rubbed them, hoping that would be effective.

I can't believe i reacted like that. TO MIKE! i just got so angry. im so sick of being walked over and treated like nothing from my best friend. but still, why did i get so angry maybe this visit will change things.

"DINNER!" I heard my mom yell so everyone could hear it. i swear this day will never end. but do i want it to end? seeing mike after reacting like a fucking freak? i guess not.

i opened my door cautiously because i did just flip out and my mom and El heard it. I just, why am i not that kid who never gets mad anymore? i don't like who im becoming.

I walked down the hall, and it felt like the room stretched out, making it longer on purpose.

What if you want to join a new party?

stop. I'm just walking down the hall. I'm fine.

What did you think, really? That we are never going to get girlfriends? That we're just going to sit in my basement and play board games for the rest of our lives?

im overreacting.

WHAT, no no! you can't be moving. you can't leave Hawkins will, this is your home!

god dammit Will, people grow out of friends so stop being a fucking baby. this is precisely why your dad left you.

I tried to shake the thoughts from my head and sat down on the spare chair. The silence was eating me alive. I messed around with the food on my plate, trying to get my mind to back off.

there was the aroma of awkwardness lingering in the kitchen.

"so...argyle and I had an order, a man ordered six large pizzas for him and his four family house hold. cool right?" Jonathan said, clearly not under what's going on.

"yeah, cool." i stabbed my fork into my last piece of broccoli.

again there was a weird silence.

i was almost done with my dinner, itching to leave.

"will, we need to talk about how you acted..." Joyce quietly said.

"im going to bed, goodnight." i grabbed my plate and placed it in the sink before walking to my room.

"William!" Mom yelled after me, but not following me after hearing the door slam.

i didn't even want to deal with anything. i turned my light off and got into my bed, hoping to forget all about this.

i tried to sleep but my mind wasn't on my side.

will are you okay?! i couldn't find you! are you hurt?!

leave will alone, troy!

c'mon, lets go take that top score back, huh?

yeah but, what if you wanted to join a new party?

crazy together, right?

hi, im mike. do you wanna be my friend?

the thoughts just continued until i eventually fell asleep with tears rolling down my cheeks.

in the morning

I woke up and for a minute I forgot everything.

Forgot the stress, the anger, the sadness, the broken promises, the fact mike was coming to my house...

MIKE!

shit! shit! shit!

I jumped out and quickly changed my outfit into some jeans and a band shirt that Jonathan used to wear.

I walked over to my desk and grabbed all the drawings and shoved them into the bottom drawer.

I should have done this before. such an idiot.

I grabbed a brush and brushed the knots out of my hair before walking into the bathroom.

I looked in the mirror and sighed.

I look so tired.

I practically look like a corpse.

I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth as I tried to ignore my reflection.

I walked out to the kitchen and sat down next to Jonathan.

"Hi sweetheart! The party will be here soon..." mom said with fake happiness.

I'm causing her stress. what kind of son am i?

"Okay."

Jonathan and El looked at me weird.

of course they did. im acting like a maniac.

my mom placed three plates of bacons and eggs in front of me, Jonathan, and Eleven.

I grabbed my fork and started eating quickly as everyone tried not to make it obvious they were staring.

I'm acting so stupid.

I just feel so angry.

I'm not even trying to get mad it just happens.

"So... what are you guys doing when the party gets here?" Mom asked.

"Well uh, I'm going to go see a movie with Nancy, Steve and Robin when they get here." Jonathan spoke.

"I'm gonna hang out with Max." El looked down.

"That's nice. What about you Will?" Joyce smiled.

"Uh hang out with the party I guess? I haven't talked to Lucas or Dustin in a while so.."

"Oh, I didn't know you talked to Mike. That's good, you've been missing him lately." Jonathan said, not knowing what happened.

I snapped my head to look at him, as did El and mom.

"Yeah..." I whispered.

in the afternoon

I sat down on the green couch again and was watching a random TV show that mom was watching earlier.

ring ring

shit.

I literally froze as I heard El ran out her room.

It's fine.

Breath.

Think of things you can see, that's supposed to work, right?

Sunflowers.

Rainbow drawing.

Knitted blanket.

Family photo.

"WILL!"

I snapped out of it to look at my mom and and an open door.

"Where is the party?" I asked.

"Outside with El, go with them sweetheart." she smiled and I got up and slowly walked to the door.

"Wait, Will. do you know what happened to this light?" Mom called out as she messed with a busted lamp.

"No." I answered as I put on a smile and walked outside.

"WILL! DUDE LOOK AT YOU!" Dustin yelled as he and Lucas ran and hugged me.

"YOUR HAIR!!" Lucas screamed as he patted my back.

"Yeah." I smiled, maybe this isn't so bad.

"Lucas, your hair!" I slightly tapped his head.

"He cried when he first got it, he was not used to it at all." Max stepped up and smirked.

"Hey!"

I walked and hugged Max. Me and Max have been getting closer, I don't think Mike is too happy about it.

"I've been talking to Max more, she's actually really cool." I said into the phone.

"What!? No she's not!" Mike yelled.

"Mike, I know you don't like her but she's struggling with Billy and all. You shouldn't be mean." I insisted.

"I'm not THAT mean to her. And just because she's struggling doesn't mean she's cool." Mike defended himself.

"I heard about Mike." She whispered into my elbow.

"yeah.." I quickly pulled away and took a deep breath.

Mike slowly walked up to me and pulled me into a tight hug.

Isn't he mad?

I would be.

Why isn't he mad!

"Hi." He whispered.

he sounds so sad.

this is all my fault.

"Hey." My voice broke as I blinked away tears.

After what felt like years me and Mike pulled apart and walked inside of the house and they greeted my mom and Jonathan.

"Where's Nancy, Steve, and Robin?" Jonathan asked, seeing as they are nowhere to be found.

"They drove separately, I can't believe the chaos with the three of them." Dustin laughed.

"Oh Jesus." Jonathan laughed.

"Joyce, can me and max go to the new mall?" El asked politely.

say no.

i can't be alone with Mike after I embarrassed myself.

"Sure, sweetheart. Here I'll give you twenty bucks." Mom smiled as she walked over to the kitchen to get her purse.

"We will cya girls later." Lucas winked as he grabbed my arm.

"Now to Byers room!" Lucas and Dustin pulled me into the hallway and Mike laughed as he followed.

I really missed that laugh.

We all walked into my room and the party's jaws dropped.

"Where's all the drawings?" Mike mumbled.

"Eh, I don't draw that much anymore." I lied I tried to ignore the sad expression on mikes face.

Like my dad said. drawing isn't for men. right?

"I do paint a little though." I admitted.

"No DnD stuff either?" Dustin noticed.

"I donated it, remember? I'll just use Mike's, whenever we play." I explained.

"oh, okay. well um besides that the room looks great Will!" Lucas exclaimed.

liar. it looks incredibly bland, Lucas knows that.

"yeah, thanks." I pressed my lips together.

mike sighed and dustin and lucas looked at each other.

there's still something wrong with me.

i can never make them happy, can i?

"how about we play some good ol' D&D?" Dustin asked.

"shouldn't we do something, less childish?" i said. mike's gonna wanna be friends with me if im more mature.

"will..." mike muttered.

"how about we go to the park near here? or something." i suggested.

"yeah, lets go." lucas smiled, i know its fake.

"i just need to get something, one second." i quickly walked over to my nightstand and opened up.

where the FUCK is my journal?

shit, shit, shit!

i must have left it in my locker. right? yeah. in my locker...

"Will, you good?" Dustin asked.

"yeah...let's go." I smiled

at the park

"so, grapevine has it there's a party tonight, for Halloween!" Dustin claimed.

"You've been here for like two hours, how do you already know about a party?" Mike asked.

"I get around." He smiled. "You mean ease-dropping?" Lucas smirked.

"Okay, first of all, kiss my ass. Second of all, yes. Apparently it's at Bradley's house on Tuxedo, Will do you know a Bradley?" Dustin flipped Lucas off.

you mean the guy who torments me for no fucking reason?

"Oh yeah, he's more popular so go figure he's throwing a party." I gritted my teeth.

"We should go! We could ask the girls and then to make sure your mom will let us we will being Steve, Nancy, Jonathan and robin with us." Lucas exclaimed.

"Exactly! What the asshole said!" Dustin laughed.

"don't push it curly."

"I don't know if we should go, shouldn't we just hang out?" Mike asked as he laid down on his back.

Lie Will. Lie. Don't disappoint your friends.

"C'mon mike, let's go. It'll be fun." I smiled.

The group looked at me, shocked. Dustin's and Lucas's eyes full of glee and Mike's full of surprise.

"Well, if Will wants to go... I guess I'm in." Mike sighed. "Boo-ya! Mike may sure El is up for it." Dustin rolled over.

"I'll try, dusty bun." Mike smirked.

at the byers house

"so a party you say?" max smirked. "yes ma'am!" Dustin spinned around.

"me and El are down." Max smiled. "We are?" El asked. "It's a party, it's gonna be fun!" She tried to convince the telekinetic girl. "you guys don't have costumes, do you?" I asked the party.

" well...… it's Halloween. of course we brought costumes!!! I forced Steve, and Robin to get one. Nancy was a hard no." Dustin rolled his eyes.

"well then, i guess we are going to a party..." i sighed. "if the older ones say yes." mike reminded me.

"let's go ask!" Lucas exclaimed and Dustin ran towards Jonathan's room, Lucas not far behind him. "idiots." Max and I muttered at the same time.

the rest of the party followed them into my brother's room, where the older ones were at.

"Finally, thanks for finally coming. Anyways can we all go to a Halloween party? you guys are coming as well. you have no choice." Dustin smiled.

"last time I went to a Halloween party I got broken up with." Steve rolled his eyes.

"this room smells like weed." max smirked at Jonathan. "what's that?" Jane asked.

"nothing. nothing at all. if we go to a party will you all leave me alone?" Nancy shook her head in regret.

"yes." dustin, max and lucas said in sync.

"I'll go ask mom, when does the party start?" Jonathan asked. "according to Dustin's ease-dropping it starts at 6:30." mike said.

"so we have forty minutes to go to where exactly?" Robin asked. "Tuxedo, the street two blocks away." I said.

"Great, I'll call argyle and see if he can drive us. Go get ready, I'm sure mom will say yes." Jonathan sighed and walked out of his room to go ask mom.

"what's weed?" El asked again.

In Wills' room

"fuck, fuck, fuck." i whispered as i looked through my drawers. I didn't get the final piece of my costume yet! Damnit!

I'm so stupid.

I'm just going to have to dress up nice, and hope it works.

I grabbed a white collared shirt and some light blue jeans with paint splattered over it.

This'll got to do.

I put my clothes on and brushed my hair, looking at myself in the mirror. My reflection staring back at me, not feeling like me.

Everything about this is wrong.

I'm Will Byers, the kid with the fucked up dad, who loves D&D and drawing, who gets bullied and only has four real friends, the one who had a bowlcut since forever.

Not whoever is in that mirror.

"Will! Are you ready?" Lucas called out, snapping me out of the episode. "Yeah! Coming!" I said, putting down the brush and opening the door.

I walked out of the room and my eyes instantly went to mike.

woah.

do i find that attractive or repulsive?

both?

both.

He was wearing a white tank top and jeans similar to mine with a black strap around his bicep. "Freddie Mercury?" I asked, referring to Mike. "The one and only." He smiled.

I looked around the room, admiring everyone's costume, Eleven was a ghost, Lucas was a ninja, Dustin was an evil scientist, Max was Madonna, Steve was Andrew Clark from The Breakfast Club and Robin was Allison Reynolds.

If anyone would have the best costume I would say it'd be either Max or Robin.

Robin was in costume, head to toe. She had the black sweater, the scarf, the knee-length skirt, grey leggings, white socks, sneakers and the sling bag.

Max also looked great and was in full costume. She had red lipstick on and drew a brown freckle on her upper lip and was wearing mascara. She had five necklaces on over her black tank top and jeans. She also had a bunch of black bracelets surrounding her freckled arms.

"You all look great!" I smiled, hiding in a laugh from Jonathan's bored face.

"So do you! What are you dressed up as?" Max asked. "I was going to be Billy Nolan from Carrie but things backfired so I just threw dressy clothes on." I shrugged, seeing the tiniest bit of grief in Max's eyes after I said Billy.

"Well, Argyle is going to be here any minute and then we'll go." Jonathan said right as a car beeped outside. "That'd be him, let's go." Jonathan opened the door and let the kid's go out first.

"Hey, Jonathan. Where's mom?" I asked him, being the last one to go out. "Today's not a good day. It reminds her of Bob." He sighed. "Yeah, I forgot. Should we stay? For her?" I asked.

"No, She wants us to go. Let's go." Jonathan smiled and I walked into the Surfers Boy Pizza Van. "Aye! The byer brochetos! Get in!" Argyle smiled. "Hi Argyle." I said as I sat down next to mike.

"Hey." Mike whispered. "Hi." I muttered.

"Mike, I'm so sorry about the phone-"

"It's fine. I was a shitty friend and was obsessing over a girl that's not even my girlfriend." He shrugged. "What? She's not?" I asked.

"Nope."

"I thought you loved her?" I asked, remembering my heart shattering that night. "I guess I do, but more as a friend. I don't think she's... exactly my type." Mike confessed. "What is your type then?" I asked. "I'll get back to you on that."

At the party

I walked into the party, the disgusting smell of alcohol filling my nose. By the first second we walked in the party everyone went their separate ways, leaving me alone.

I sighed as I walked my way through the sweaty bodies and went to whatever semi quiet room I could find. After what felt like ages I finally found a quiet bedroom for my thoughts to run wild.

First thing on the list, where the fuck is my journal?

Twenty minutes later

The door opened up causing me to jump. “Oh hey smaller byers! What are you doing in there? Not hanging out with the party? The idiots look super awkward.” Steve laughed as he shut the door behind him and sat down on the bed.

“I just, have a lot on my mind right now.” I confessed. “Anything to share? Dustin says I have an eye for great advice.” He asked. Should I...? “Can you keep a secret?” I asked him. “Kid, I kept a whole dimension existence a secret. Tell me.” Steve nudged me.

“Something happened. Something Upside down happened.” I finally admitted to myself. “What?” He sat up fast. “Scissors flew into my wall.” I whispered.

“And my nose bled when it happened.” I sighed. “Dude, what? You weren't at the lab ever were you?” He asked. “No. Its weird but I doubt it'll ever happen again. Anyways, where is Robin?” I asked.

“Oh! She's flirting with a g-guy. Yup, a guy. A dude.” Steve stuttered. Weird.

“We should get back to the party, we can’t leave them without the coolest guys in the country, can we?” Steve stood up and I did the same. “I guess not.” I laughed.

Steve and I walked back to the party, looking for the Party. “They're at the kitchen, I spot robin and I wanna embarrass her. Bye Byers!” Steve ran into the crowd.

I walked into the kitchen seeing The party minus Max and El. “Hi guys.” I said as I stood next to mike. “Woah, where were you byers?” Lucas asked. “Trying to drown out the noise.” I smiled and tried to not stare at mike.

Of course, it didn't work.

“Lucas, Lets go somewhere I got to show you something.” Dustin smirked and yanked Lucas away. “Idiots.” I muttered. “It was you who wanted to befriend them.” Mike laughed. “No! It was you!” I exclaimed. “Nuh, nuh, nuh, William. I was perfectly fine being a duo the rest of our lives.” Mike laughed.

“Okay maybe It was me.” I said as the conversation died.

“We should go dance.” Mike said out of nowhere. “Mike...” “Max and El are dancing. Its not...gay if we aren't slow dancing. Lets go have fun.” Mike said.

“Fine, lets go have fun.” I anxiously accepted his request.

We got into the crowd and started swaying to the music. “this is incredibly stupid.” I laughed.

Mike took a step closer to me, and then another one. To the point if he said anything, only I would hear it.

“You know, about my type...I know what it is. I always knew I just...wasn't ready to say it.” Mike confessed. “What?” I whispered.

Mike was going to say something but a megaphone cut him off.

“Ladies and Gentlemen! May I have your attention?” Bradley called out.

“ I would like to take this moment to talk about something very important that effects everyone here.” He said as I rolled my eyes. “William Byers.”

What?

“Aye, Will. Raise your hand. Raise your hand so everyone can see you.” He said as everyone looked towards me.

Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

“You see, what a lot of people don’t know about William here, he is one hell of a writer.” He said as he pulled out my journal.

Oh SHIT.

“What is he talking about?” Mike whispered. “Everyone is so quick to call me an asshole for making out with Alex’s boyfriend, guess what Will was also doing?” He exclaimed.

“He was writing love note to his sisters boyfriend.” He said.

Fuck, no.

“Now, people like their friends, but being a full-on fairy, that's a whole other ball game.”

“I mean, Will is fucking in love with Mike. Page after page, it’s absolutely pathetic.” Brad spitted as he stood right in front of me.

“Oh Shut up Shithead!” Mike scowled. “Yeah, asshole!” Max yelled.

“And my god, don’t even get me started on the daddy issues on this one.” Brad chuckled. “Everyone in his life thinks that he’s a piece of shit. And I mean everyone.” He laughed.

“Hey, man! Leave him alone!” Steve ran up to Brad, Brad punching him in the face.

“But that is not even the weirdest thing about William...”

Shut up!

“...Byers.”

Shut up. Just shut up.

“Get this. Will claims that he was in--”

SHUT UP!

I felt the splashes of liquid hitting me and the screams before I understood what happened.

I killed Bradley.

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michaelwheelerseasontwosweaters · 3 years ago

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Classroom Romance

a byler fanfiction ; modern day teacher au

inspired by a @madcaprainbow prompt

WILLS POV:

today was my first day at hawkins highschool. i got a job offer to come work as a art teacher, who am i to say no!

ive always had a love for art, its my love language. it makes me happy for multiple reasons, not to mention it's relaxing.

i started walking down the empty hall to my empty classroom, quietly humming a queen song.

buzz buzz

i took my phone out of my mom jeans pocket and put my thumb on the bottom to unlock it.

my home screen was a picture of me and my step sister, Jane smiling and holding my childhood cat. Flower. Flower was a small, fluffy, orange cat that everyone adored.

I opened my text messages and saw a message from my mom.

mom💞🌍

hey sweetie! good luck on your first day at your new job!!!! to celebrate me and hop are having dinner tonight and Jonathan, and Jane is coming into town. are you gonna be able to come?

will

hi mom !! and i will be able to come to dinner, don't worry. what time? also tell hopper i say hi!

mom💞🌍

around 5:30 sweetheart.

hopper also says "hello will, nice hearing from you in technology world"

hes so old fashioned ❤️

will

bahaha, tell him its nice hearing from him too.

i wish i could keep talking but i have to go meet my future classrooms :)

i don't even have anything set up besides desks, art supplies and my desk.

mom💞🌍

very bland! but ill let you do what you do. see ya later sweetheart!

try and meet a man while your at it!

will

MOM!!!

i quickly turned off my phone and laughed. I saw my classroom that i walked to while texting my mother.

i opened placed my phone facedown on my desk and decided to get to work.

i grabbed a black marker and walked over to the small whiteboard and wrote welcome to art class in cursive. then i grabbed a small sign from my backpack and placed it on my desk.

MR BYERS // HE/HIM

i thought it was important to the students to know it's okay to express who you are and your identity. the kids im teaching are high schoolers, this is when they start learning who they are.

i hope to help with that.

i also grabbed the flag i had in my bag of decorations i brought and put it up on the other corner of the classroom from where the american flag is.

the bell rang and i decided i should stop decorating for today. i opened my door and sat on my desk.

kids started walking in and mumbling greetings. "hello everyone! please pick a seat somewhere, thank you." i explained as more and more kids starting piling in.

once everyone took a seat I stood infront of the class. "okay, welcome everyone to your first art class with me!"

~ ONE WEEK LATER ~

MIKES POV:

I walked down the stairs to the bottom floor and took a left. i pushed up my glasses as i kept reading my lesson planner.

i was out for a week because my mom was sick, shes finally getting a little better. her fever was 102.5! her girlfriend, penelope was out on a business trip, nancy was working at new york times and holly is with my dad so that leaves me.

apparently when i was gone a new art teacher got the job we needed someone to fill. my students say he's cool, nice and caring. i was finally going to meet him as i kept walking to his room.

.......105 band.....

......106 music......

......107 heath.......

i saw a man with slightly messy brown hair with paint and paint brushes all around him, sitting on the floor. he had dark green overalls over his white shirt, he was wearing dirty white high tops with frogs drawn all over them. he also was wearing silver butterfly earrings.

he was painting a door with the obvious Van Gogh sunflower painting. he was pretty. like really pretty.

"hey, your the new art teacher right? mr byers?" i asked him, trying not to startle the beautiful boy.

"oh hey! and yeah, i am. you are...?" he turned around to look at me with a large smile. he had yellow smudges of paint on his face and neck.

"im micheal wheeler, the history teacher." i introduced myself. "well hi michael, how come i haven't seen you yet? ive been here for a week." he asked.

"i took the week off, my mom was sick." i said, trying to hide the blush on my face. his face dropped and had a small frown on his face. "oh, i'm sorry... is she better now?" he asked.

"yeah, yeah. her girlfriend is taking care of her." i explained. i noticed the huge smile on his face at that. "that's, amazing. i'm glad shes doing better."

"well, i have to get going. grading papers and such...it was nice to meet you mr byers." i smiled. "please, call me will." he said.

"it was nice to meet you then, will." i smiled, again for the hundredth time during this interaction.

"it was nice to meet you too, mike."

~ TWO MONTHS LATER ~

over the two months mike and will have gotten closer. extremely closer. they even have been going out to dinner every other weekends. mike brings coffee for will everyday and their conversations linger longer than they should when mike is getting the high schoolers from art class.

they both know how they feel about the other one, but they won't do anything about it. will doesn't even know if mike is gay!

they've both have been walking on eggshells around each other. waiting for someone to make a move. but what they don't know is will isn't one to make a first move. but neither is mike.

their students were getting sick of the constant pinning their teachers were doing. so they decided to take matters to their own hands.

RECESS:

there was twelve kids sitting on the bleachers, their faces having a mix of being done and mischief.

"okay, so mr byers and mr wheeler obviously want to get in each other's pants so what should we do?" a strawberry blonde haired teenager said as she stood up infront of all of the other classmates.

she was wearing a black skirt, a vintage grandpa-style sweater, black fishnets and doc martens. her hair was up in a messy bun framing her face with some makeup on her face.

"let's think, lock them in a room together?" a boy suggested. he was wearing tan pants and a red polo. he also had black hair curled in prominent curls.

"that won't work, otis. they will probably talk about boring teacher stuff." a kid next to the boy, otis said.

they were wearing chunky boots and a dress like the one wednesday adams wore. they had black hair with a buzz cut.

"alex is right, they wont make a first move." a mixed girl on the top bleacher said. she was wearing a cardigan and mom jeans and her red -ish brown hair layed down to her back.

"so we will." the strawberry blonde haired woman confirmed.

AFTER SCHOOL:

will was cleaning up the papers on his desk when he saw a note with a heart on it.

weird.

he opened the envelope and read the note.

" dear will, my love is yours if your willing to take it. meet me at the field at 4:30 on the dot. I'll be waiting. love, your secret admirer. "

will felt his cheeks start burning up as he smiled so big his cheeks hurt. he had a secret admirer. someone liked him! he was over the moon and he started packing extremely faster.

what he didn't know was mike also got a note on his desk. he opened it and read it.

" dear mike, i feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love someone. meet me at the football field at 4:30 and I'll try and make you think that aswell. love, your secret admirer <3"

mike felt his heart grow five sizes bigger. he really hopped it was will who wrote this note, it probably was right? he likes van Gogh doesn't he?

the two men walked towards the football field, buzzing with excitement. mike got there first, waiting for his secret admirer to show up. will skipped towards the field to see mike looking nervous.

"mike..?" he asked, shocked.

"will! your the secret admirer?!" mike yelled in surprise. "no! you are!" will exclaimed.

"what..?" they both said in sync.

"shit this backfired." the girl with strawberry blond hair said behind the bushes. "god dammit! now what?" otis asked. "you know what, ill take care of this." alex said as she got up from hiding behind the bushes and ran over to them.

"alex?!" mike and will exclaimed as they saw her. "you two are idiots for teachers! your both so smitten for each other! just make out and get over with it!!!" they yelled.

"how many more are hiding behind the bushes?" mike sighed. the eleven other kids stood up sheepishly and will tried to contain his laughter.

"emma! ill call your parents!" mike threatened when he saw everyone. "no! don't!" the mixed girl from earlier screeched.

"im sure max and lucas would loooove to hear about you engaging in your teachers love life." mike said, putting his hands on his hips.

her face filled up with panic and she started running towards the parking lot. "kids, go before mr wheeler gives you all detention." will giggled and they all walked off leaving the two men with beat red faces.

"soo...you like me?" will asked catching mike off guard. "what! no! i mean, yes but it doesn't have to change anything. this isn't like perfessional but... i do like you but if you don't like me then totally ignore this. its completely fine and-" mike yelled before getting cut off.

will kissed him. mike was shocked at first but eventually kissed back. they pulled away after ten-ish seconds.

neither of them said anything.

they already knew.

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