Basically, El doesn't have powers and she was never abducted from the lab. She's a fun loving little goofball with a cute crush on the all so popular Mike Wheeler. Her stepdad treats her like trash and her mom lets him. El is a very innocent, naïve and very sensitive little girl. She's quiet lonely to say the least.
Will El be accepted by Mike Wheeler and his friends and more importantly, will he break up with his bitchy little girlfriend and begin to develop feelings for her back?
El Ives struggles in school for reasons you will come to know. She is forced to take after school tutoring sessions to raise her grades in the fear that is she doesn't, she might not be able to graduate.
Mike Wheeler is your typical teenage douchbag with a large ego. He is considered popular along with his best friends Will, Lucan and Dustin. After vandalising school property, repeatedly getting into fights with Troy while sticking up for his friend Will, Skipping classes and being caught smoking for the 3rd time this year, Mike is punished. Though he may do stupid things, he's extremely smart. Mike is forced to become a tutor is fear that if he doesn't, he may be expelled from school.
"I miss me. The old me. The smiling me. The bright me. The laughing me. The gone me."
Disclaimer- (I know the name 'El' is spelled Elle, but I don't want to spell it like that)
1976 (The kids are six years old)
She was always different to the other girl, the way she dressed, her interest. She was different or unique as she'd call herself. Her father moved away when she was just three years old but it never really bothered her considering she never knew the guy. He saw more of his friends than he would his own daughter. She always told herself that somebody who leaves is not somebody worth crying over- so she didn't. Sometimes she would only imagine what it would have been like if her dad did stick around but only so could picture a life without her step father, Martin.
Martin was the kind of guy everybody loved. He appeared to be a family man, the hard-working sort. He appeared charming and witty. So, they thought. Sure, he loved his wife. He always wanted children of his own… not somebody else's. That includes El. He refused to love a child who wasn't his own.
Terry was a nice enough, genuine woman. She loved her husband and her daughter even if she refused to show it. El was her world, her baby. But her weakness was always men. Love is blind. All she ever wanted was her very own picture-perfect family. El and Martin unfortunately didn't get along, so it was time to have another kid. She and Martin decided it was time to have another kid. Terry never planned on forgetting about or even replacing El, like I said, she loved her baby girl. She also loved Martin.
"Can I play!" A perky young El Ives asked running up to a group of small boys climbing and running around the jungle gym.
"You're a girl!" the small curly haired boy with a slight lisp pointed out. El rolled her eyes. "Duh!" She said between giggles.
"We don't play with girls" The shortest of the four boys sporting the cutest bowl cut told her. Ignoring him, El them asked- "What's your name"
"Mike. And we don't play with girls." The raven-haired boy piped up harshly, taking a step towards the girl.
"I'm El! what you playing" She asked still smiling and shifting her feet still feeling giddy after overdosing on gummy bears. The boys shared some annoyed looks having being disturbed from there previously intensely exciting roleplaying game.
"Want to play dollies?" El said giddily, breaking the awkward silence. A boy with a blue bandanna took a step towards her and snatched her doll out of her hand then held it above his head so that El couldn't reach it. El giggled and jumped up to try grab it back. The boy threw the doll into the sandpit while staring straight into her eyes and yelling- "We don't want to play with you!".
The small girl glanced over at her now dirty doll sprawled over a hill of sand. She then looked over to the boys and smiled. "We could play catch with my dolly!" She suggested excitedly.
"Go away" A young Mike demanded harshly. El giggled.
"Mommy says boys are only nasty when they have a crush on you!" She continued giggling and Mikes frustration continued to grow.
"Eww, gross." Mike said in disgust as he pushed the girl backwords a little. El grabbed his hand eagerly.
"We could play wedding!" El shouted out happily while jumping up and down. Mike pushed her to the floor and crossed his tiny arms as he towered over the crying girl.
"Leave us alone. weirdo!" He groaned. El finally got the message. She understood before but now she really understood. Nobody wanted to be her friend. The other kids thought she was weird. She rushed to her feet, ran over and grabbed her doll. Eyes puffy and tears rolling down her cheek, she sped down to the bottom of the park to find her momma.
El was upset for a whole five minutes after the incident, and trust me, that's a long time to her. On her way running to find her momma she found a butterfly lingering around some newly grown roses. El's eyes widened in awe. She knelt beside the roses and held out her figure, surly enough a butterfly rested upon it and El began to hum a tune, choosing random vocals as she went along.
"I'm not a weirdo" El whispered to the butterfly. "I'm unique" She smiled to herself.
"One day Mikey will want to marry me too" She said quietly but as she got excited her volume raised "and then we can live in a big big bouncy house" She paused… "Made of gummy bears!" She continued. "W-we can have a long long slide made out of gummy worms and oh- you can come and have tea party with us with all your other butterfly friends".
El continued to ramble and no longer even to the butterfly which had left ten minutes ago. She was talking to her doll… by herself… sat on the floor… in the middle of a public park path.
(To be continued, in 1984, and yes, I plan for the chapters to be longer. This was just an introduction)