⭐️SEASON 4 SPOILERS ⭐️

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Dear Mike,
Today is day 185. Feels more like ten years. Joyce says time is funny like that. Emotions can make it speed up or slow down. We are all time travelers if you think about it. For example, this week is going very fast. I think because i am so busy. I have to make something called a visual aid. I hope Mrs. Gracey will give me an A.

Some exciting news. Joyce got an amazing new job. She gets to work from home. She says she loves the freedom. Will is painting a lot, but he wont show me what he's working on. Maybe it is for a girl. I think there is someone he likes, because he has been acting weird. Jonathan is acting weird also, i think he is just nervous about college. He is still waiting for his big letter. I hope he and Nancy get to go together. But i dont know he'll get to college because his car is still broken.

Wendy sold her car a few days ago so she can save some money to get a place with Steve after she graduates. So Wendy and Jonathan's funny friend Argyle has been taking us to school. His hair is longer than mine. And they all like to smoke smelly plants together. Jonathan says the plants are super safe because they come from the earth, but not to tell Joyce.

Wendy, she's excited to go back home for spring break, i think Steve is doing something for her, like a surprise party, i heard him and Joyce talk a while back, something if he can take her band? I don't know, its hard to hear. Shes been counting down the days since winter break, i hear her talk to Steve at night, laughing and saying if Steve likes that and has been a good boy, and whispers, I don't know what thats about. Oh! She also got onto the volleyball team, shes pretty damn good at it. I hope Steve can come and see her play. She's also been working a lot. Her fashion job has been making her work day and night, she barely gets any sleep. I don't understand why she works with them if she doesn't get paid. I think thats stupid. Shes also pretty excited to see Robin, they got a lot of catching up to do.

Me? I am twice as happy now. You were right. It just takes time. I think i have finally adapted. At first, i missed all the spring flowers, but now I find it pretty here too. I even like school now. I am still best at math, but my grammar is getting good now also. It helps that everyone is so nice here. I have made lots of friends. Even so, I am ready for spring break, mostly because i get to see you. I am so excited to see you, it is hard to breathe. Are you excited too? I think you will love it here like me . I think we will have the best spring break ever. I hope my spelling was better this time, i made Wendy review it before I sent it out and she said it was good. Miss you.
Love, El

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I rushed to get stuff, shoving late work, notebooks into my backpack as I brushed my teeth at the same time.

"5 minutes!" Will sang as he walks by my room. I sped up, tied my shoes and ran downstairs to get something to eat quickly. To be honest, Argyles driving makes me nauseous, I rather play it safe than sorry.

"Dont forget your paper." Jonathan tells me as he grabs my brownie from my hands, high as a kite.

"Shit!" I ran up the stairs again to grab my paper that was due from my desk and saw El fixing her project. She was doing this visual aid for her class. Ive helped her make Hopper, who she is going to talk about in class. There was the honks from outside. "Hes here!" The four of us ran out, grabbing our projects and backpacks. Argyle smiles and waves as we got on.

"Hold on to your butts broachachos." He steps on it and we left for school. I started making some revisions on my latest fashion design for work, its been going on for months now and I need it to be perfect. Joyce has been telling me to not to work so hard, but how can I? Im graduating in a less than two months and im about to go into the world, i just cant stop. Not when Im almost there.

Lenora Hills High was sooo different than Hawkins High. The people here are, whats the word? Petty. I mean we have our petty and rude people back home but these people are ruthless and dont care. But I stand my distance, do my own thing. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesnt. The five of us head into school, walking in our own little circle.

"Remember, I got practice till 8." I reminded Jonathan.

"Why cant Argyle pick you up instead of mom?"

"Because the last time Argyle picked me up was almost my last day to live. I rather take my chances, i dont want to die at 18."

"I thought it was a bump! Its not my fault." Argyle groans. My point exactly. I patted Jonathans chest as we walked into class. We sat next to each other in the back, listening to others read there projects to the class. All I can think of is that we have one more day left till spring break. One more day till I see Steve. I just cant wait. Steve said that he has some good ideas for the week, and just cant wait to spend it with me.

He came over for Christmas, it was worth the wait. Now that school is about to be over, maybe its time to decide, maybe its time to move in, find a place. It's about time right?

As Mr. Keens went on about the presentations, my eyes started to drop. I hid my head in my arms, falling asleep. I swore I can stay like this forever. These desks hit different.

"Wendy Byers." Mr. Keens calls me up to be next. Everyone turns to see me knocked out on my desk. Jonathan kicks my legs and I shot up.

"Wake up." He nods to the front and then I rubbed my face.

"Yes?" I stretched.

"Sleeping again Ms. Byers?" He put is hands on his hips.

"No, i would never Mr. Keens." I dug through my bag to get my paper. "I was just remembering my lines." I walked up to the front. Everyone stared at me, waiting for me to begin. "The person who is my hero is someone who has been there for me, and its not Joan Jett so." Some kids laughed. "My hero is my aunt Joyce ." I cleared my throat. I put my poster board on display, showing pictures of Aunt Joyce. "After going to foster care to foster care, i felt like giving up, there was nothing for me anymore, alone again. One day, she took me in." I looked down at my hands. "For the first time, in a long time, i felt the same love i got when my parents were here. My aunt Joyce is like a mother to me, helping me through the new transition to a new school, becoming a better person, and lastly, helping me believe in myself again." A girl raised her hand. Here we go. "Cindy."

"Why didn't do you your mom? Oh wait..." she fakes a gasp. I rolled my eyes.

"Seriously? Aren't we too old for this?" I placed my hand on my hip. "Why did you do Madonna? Last time i checked she's not snotty bitch." Everyone oohed and laughed.

"Enough!" Mr. Keens silenced us. "Wendy, we'll talk after break." The bell rings and i got my stuff and headed to my classes. The move was hard, i had nobody, I didn't have my Robin. I miss her. I miss how we would talk her crush on Tammy Thompson, or just listening to music together. Nobody can replace her. Robin was the one and only.

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As Angela embarrassed El in front of the school, crushing her project that her and Wendy work so hard on. Will went to help El, seeing her trying to piece the miniature statue of Hopper back together but couldn't.

"Wendy is going to be mad." El said to him as he holds the broken pieces.

"Shes not." Will assures her. "She's wont, i promise you."

"Wendys going to be mad at me." El repeated as she cried on the ground.

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When I got home from practice, Joyce was gone, Jonathan was smoking weed and Will was coming down the stairs.

"Wendy!" He hugs me.

"We see each other at school and at home, don't you get enough of me?"

"Nah, I like seeing you." I ruffled his hair and I went to the kitchen to get something to drink. Will followed me like a lost puppy. Something was up.

"Oh no, what?"

"Its El." I placed my cup down. "They bullied her, smashed her project. She tried to use her powers but, uh, they didn't work. Shes upset and thinks you're mad at her because the projects crushed."

"Who was it?" He was hesitant, he didn't want to say it. He knew what I would do. "Will. Who was it."

"Angela." Cindys sister, great. I placed my hand on his chin.

"Ill talk to her." I headed upstairs, slowly opening the door. "Hey." I knocked on Els door, leaning against the the doorframe, crossing my arms. She didn't turn to me. "I heard what happened today, you okay?"

"Im fine." She said coldly. I came inside and sat on the edge of her bed, admiring her room. She was fixing the project again, gluing Hopper back together.

"Seems like its not fine. Friends dont lie, remember?" She puts down her brush and slowly turns to me. "Why didn't you say anything to me about Angela? You know I would have done something."

"Why? You're not my real sister."

"True, but I still care about you." I brushed her hair back. "El, i know its tough, new state, new school. I know because I've been through it, many, many times."

"Why are people so mean?" She whispers to me.

"I wish I can give you the answer. I would like to know too. High school is going to change you, you'll figure out what you like, you'll have a group of friends."

"I had that, in Hawkins."

"Yeah, so did I." I looked down. "I promise, it will get better. Its not going to be all bad." I looked at the crushed project. "And im not mad at you. I will never get mad at you El. Don't ever think that okay?" She nods.

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It was bedtime, so we all went to our rooms, and i did some last minute packing for my trip tomorrow morning. I shoved clothes and shoes into the small luggage.

"Are you okay to stay at my job for a bit till I get off?" Steve said through the phone.

"Robins there right? Its fine." I huffed as I managed to close the case. "Then we can spend our day together. Got any ideas?"

"I got a couple." We laughed. "My parents are out of town so we got the house to ourselves."

"Ohhh i like that." I climbed into bed. "Im bringing that thing that you like."

"The black one?" I hummed. "The things you do to me Byers." A bang on my door made me jump, dropping the phone.

"Shit!" I ran up to my door and see Jonathan standing outside of it. "What!?"

"Can you take me and Argyle to-"

"No! You both are high and Joyce is downstairs, you're going to get caught."

"Plan B, through the window." They charged back into the room. I groan and slam my door shut.

"Sorry." I sat on my bed. "So tomorrow at 9 am, be there."

"I would never forget you." I looked at the polaroid pictures of us two, kissing and smiling. I cant wait anymore. "I love you."

"I love you more Harrington."

AN: WERE BACK BITCHES!!! Enjoy! <3