this is inspired by a tumblr post by user the90swerentreal
someone reblogged and said "imagine ur otp" so i did and this is what came of it

i actually really like this, and i hope you guys do too!

Mike was sitting in the office waiting to meet with the vice principal. He had been sitting there for ten minutes after he'd been called out of class, and he was getting antsy because he didn't want to be missing so many notes in physics. Why the hell did they call him out of class if they were just going to make him sit and wait? He could've been doing something productive, but no, he had to sit there and wait for the VP who called him to the office and then didn't talk to him. Weren't school authorities supposed to make sure students were in class?

His thoughts were interrupted by the abrupt entrance of someone else. Looking up, he saw that it was Jane Hopper. She'd been adopted by the chief and started school with everyone else back in eighth grade, but Mike had never spoken to her personally in the three years she'd been in town. She was a quiet girl, almost always passing unnoticed. She always sat next to the windows in classrooms and didn't really participate much, only when she was called on.

He remembered when she first started school, and the rumours that she'd killed her own parents and that's why she had been adopted. He'd been a little scared, but because he was an observer more than anything else, Mike had watched her from afar. Jane didn't seem like she was capable of killing anyone… but Dustin's propensity to believe rumours and make conjectures about people he didn't know had caused Mike to stay away from her. In the classes he'd had with her over the last few years, he'd just watched and learned about her what he could from seeing her (and not that he would ever admit it to anyone, but he thought she was really pretty and looking at her kind of made his heart go all funny).

Jane sank into the seat next to him, looking around the office quickly before turning to him. "So what are you in for?" She asked.

He glanced behind him, she had to be talking to someone else, but there was no one besides them and the secretary currently in the room. "M-me?"

Jane furrowed her brows. "Yes, you. Who else would I be talking to?"

Mike swallowed. "I- I don't know. Sorry. Um, they just want to know if it's cool if I miss my classes tomorrow to run sound and lights for a presentation in the auditorium."

She nodded. "Cool."

"What are you in for?"

Jane looked at her scuffed Converse. "I stabbed a kid with a screwdriver."

WELL. "We lead very different lives, then."

She hummed noncommittally. "That we do."

"I'm sure he deserved it. What'd he do?"

"Existed, in front of me."

He almost laughed, but then he remembered Dustin's loud arguments against talking to her. If she stabbed a kid with a screwdriver just for existing…

Jane must have noticed the look on his face. "I'm kidding! He was being a dick. Troy Harrington, you know him?"

Mike inhaled sharply. "You bet. Biggest asshole this side of Indiana."

"Well, he was trying, once again, to ask my friend Max on a date. She's told him no about a thousand times, honestly, when will he get the point? So, I stabbed him and he went crying to Kowalski like the little baby that he is."

This time Mike snorted. "Sounds like he did deserve it, after all. Why'd you have a screwdriver?"

She looked him straight in the eyes. "To stab people who deserve it."

"Half this school is screwed, then," he sighed, hoping she would get the terrible pun he'd just made.

Jane stared at him for a second, then started giggling, and it was the cutest sound Mike had ever heard. "Oh my god, did you really just make that joke?"

Shit. "Sorry, was it lame?"

"A little. But it was cute." She paused. "You're cute."

Mike could almost feel his face change colour, and he hoped he wasn't turning too red under Jane's scrutiny. "I am?" He squeaked.

She nodded. "I've always thought you were cute. Max thinks I'm insane, but I guess it's good 'cause that means I have less competition."

He felt like he was going to faint. Did this mean he hadn't been the only one? She'd been watching him too? "You what?"

Mike didn't get to hear her answer, because just then the VP came out of his office. "Michael?"

When Mike came back out, Jane was gone, but when he got to his locker before lunch, he noticed there was a piece of paper stuck to the door. It had what appeared to be a phone number on it, and underneath was written:

Call me. Be prepared, you might get my dad instead haha

xoxo JH

lemme know if i should continue this :)

also do not fret, there is an update of a is for alphabet coming soon, i just went to ottawa for five days and didn't have my laptop so that got delayed