A/N: I am glad you people liked the reveal of the cliffhanger, also though just two people said yes to Jopper, I'll still do it.

Skandal, here is your more...


Chapter 7: Study date

(4 months later)

The final hour's bell had rung and the entire school was filing out ready to get back home. Everyone met at the bike rack usually and just like every day they were waiting for El and Will to come, as they had their last class together. Mike taking this opportunity of El not being in the group at that moment looked over at his friends discussing the upcoming Finals.

"Dustin, can you help me with chemistry?"

"What? Why me? You know it's not my strongest suit, ask physics."

"Why the hell will I ask help in physics if I want help in chemistry?"

"Ask Lucas."

"Nah man, I am not getting into explaining chemistry to you, I know how you are, and you'll leave me more confused than when we start."

"Max?" he turned to his friend in question.

"You are kidding me right? You want my help in chemistry? I barely pass that subject myself."

"And why are you asking us anyways? Your own fucking girlfriend is a prodigy in that subject. Ask her." Lucas said.

"I can't." Dustin's ears perked at this reply.

"Why?"

"She's the reason why I am so behind in it."

"What are you talking about? She is with you in that class." Max said

"Exactly. I cannot really focus well with her sitting so close to me."

"That's bullshit man," Dustin exclaimed "Are you really saying you don't listen to anything what the teacher says in class because El sits next to you?"

"No, not like that, but she distracts me easily, I swear to god I try to focus and ignore her presence but I am yet to be successful."

"But it's been more than half a year you have that class together why are you still distracted?" Max asked.

"Yeah, and she stopped wearing those shorts as well." Lucas noted.

"That is because it's winters you idiot, come summer she'll start wearing them again." Max replied.

"Really man? You are asking me that? You are one lucky son of a bitch that you only share gym with your girlfriend and that too separately." Mike retorted at Lucas's question.

"Got it." Lucas patted Mike's shoulder in sympathy.

"Will is here, why don't you ask him?" Dustin suggested.

"Will can you help Mike with chem?" Max asked Will before Mike could do anything, he could see El walking towards them and he did not want this topic to reach anywhere near her.

"What? No. That's chemistry dude. By the ways why are you asking me? El is good at that."

"Yes but –" Max started but was interrupted by Will calling out El, "Hey El, Mike wants some help in chemistry, I have no idea why he was even asking me? Why don't you help him?" Will chuckled and looked at his friend and then noticed their face.

"Uh oh, what have I done?" Will whispered after he realized something was wrong.

El did not hear his last statement and looked at her boyfriend's stricken face, "He never asked me, I would have helped if he'd asked me." El's voice was small as her eyes shifted from one face to another.

Dustin threw his hands up, "I do not want to be a part of that conversation, so I am gonna go home. See you guys tomorrow." And with that he left. Soon Lucas left in the pretense of biking his girlfriend home and Will looked around awkwardly before he too left with a wave and a strained smile.

"Mike? Is something wrong?" she whispered when they were the only two left.

"No, nothing is wrong. Well, nothing other than my chemistry grade."

"Do you want help?"

"Yes."

"But you don't want my help?"

"No, it's not that El." He sighed.

"Mike, friends don't lie. And you are my boyfriend, you can never lie." She said with a serious face.

He chuckled, "Right, I can't really lie to you."

"Tell me then." She reached out and took his hands in hers.

"I – don't get me wrong, I love having you in my class but there are times when you being there next to me distracts me and I can barely concentrate. And I think that if I did not score well in the test I'll not really get a very good grade in that class."

"But I don't mean to distract you."

"Of course, I know that, but you still do."

"How?" she was genuinely confused.

"Well I sit there trying not to constantly look at you and then you'll move, I don't know just fidget in your seat and I look over, then there are times when you don't tie your hair and you keep fixing your hair behind your ear and it distracts me so much, I swear there have been times when I had to physically stop myself from reaching over and fixing your hair myself."

As if to prove his point she puts her hair behind her ear again and looks down smiling.

"Why are you smiling, it's not funny. And I have no idea what you have done but either you are using a new shampoo or lotion or soap or something that smells like vanilla and coconut and flowers all in one and it has been driving me nuts." Mike was now so animated about the subject that he was gesticulating with his hands.

"It's a body lotion." El laughed.

"Still not funny."

"But what about English, I have that class with you too. Are your grades slipping there?"

"Nah – it's different there, it doesn't really involve concepts like chemistry also you sit behind me in that class not next to me or in front." He explained.

"So will you let me help you?"

"Yes of course, you are best person for the job anyhow."

"And I swear you'll not get distracted."

"Really?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, I will make sure of it, I don't want your grades suffering because of me."

He moved forward and pulled her in a hug, "I don't want you feeling bad because of it okay?"

"Never, I am actually very pleased that I distract you so much, makes me feel like a good girlfriend." She smirked at him, looking up.

He laughed, "You are the best girlfriend. Now, when do you wanna do it? Tomorrow after school?"

"Sure, at your place or mine."

"At mine if you don't mind, mom has been asking about you for a while now, saying to get you over for dinner, so after studying and dinner I will drop you at your place. Sound good?"

"Sure. I miss your mom's cooking anyways."

"Great, it's a date then."

"A study date, keep in mind."

That evening he informed his mom of the plans for the next day, she had grown to develop a deep liking for his son's girlfriend.

"So she is coming over for studying? That's a first."

"Yeah, I need some help in chemistry and well who better than her."

"Do you want me cook something special?"

"It's been so long since we had lasagna and El hadn't tasted your recipe yet, I am sure she'll love it. She loved it when Mrs. Henderson made it."

"Yeah, it's been a while since we had that. Okay I will make it."

"Great, thanks mom."

"So will you guys study in your room or at the dining table?"

"Umm why?"

"Because if you'll be studying in your room I obviously want the door open."

"But I was thinking of studying in the basement, she likes it there."

His mom smiled, "Okay, but I can check up on you any moment when you both are down there, to make sure you are really studying. Deal?"

"Sure, that is the whole point of this date anyhow."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing."


The next day, El went to Mike's house directly after school with him, they had a light snack of an eggo each, after all since Karen realized how much she really liked eggos there was never a shortage of some in her freezer. After her own kids she liked Jane the most, even if she will not say it out loud so as not to hurt Nancy's feelings or the rest of Mike's friends but everybody already knew what she was trying to hide.

After two hours of El explaining Mike all the concepts he had missed in the class and completing quizzes, they were ready for a break.

"Are you sure you got all that?" she asked

"Yep, you are a good teacher."

"Thank you."

"Also kisses on getting the right answer are motivation enough."

"I know, that's what I thought. How will you get tempted if you get what you are tempted for? See I am so smart."

"You are. The smartest of all." He was ready to lean in and kiss her again when Karen's voice interrupted them with, "Dinner's ready."

The last few months had made the Wheeler family realize how serious these young kids were about their relationship, and not just them; their best friends who were in a relationship themselves were showing more maturity when it comes to relationships than is expected of a high schooler. What they didn't know was fighting interdimensional monsters helped a kid grow before age.

The dinner was spent talking on random topics in which everyone participated, including Ted and Holly. Nancy was out at dinner with the Byers that evening.

"How are you going back home Jane? Is Hopper coming to pick you up?" Ted asked.

"No actually Mike offered to take me back."

"Good. Good." That was the extent of Ted being social at dinner table.

"The lasagna is delicious Mrs. Wheeler."

"Thank you Jane. I will pack some for you to take home, I am sure Chief would like some too."

"Thank you, I am sure dad will appreciate it."

After declining the offer for any form of dessert, she asked Mike to take her back home as it was starting to get late and her dad will be waiting. Mike pulled his bike out of the garage and they both started walking down the street with Mike pulling the bike by one hand and his other arm wrapped around El's shoulder.

"I wanted to ask you something."

"Yes? But before you ask me, tell me what the value of Avogadro's number is?"

Mike laughed out loud, "6.023 x 1023"

"Good." El smiled up at him.

"What were you going to ask me?" She looked up at him as he pulled her closer.

"Do you even like it that we call you 'El'?

"What do you mean?"

"I am asking do you like the name. Does it remind you of being eleven and the lab?"

"Why ask?"

"Cause you said the other day how you wish you did not have that tattoo as a constant reminder. And to think we all call you El, that is not helping is it?"

"Not really, I never associated El with eleven, I always think of it as a new name, one that you gave me. So of course I like it."

"I am glad, but I'll be happy to call you Jane if you'd want me to. I noticed Hopper started calling you Jane recently."

"That is because it confuses people when he mentions me and calls me El on accident, he is practicing for others. He calls me El when no one's around."

"Oh, I guess that makes sense. I will try that as well, around people."

"No don't, I don't think I want you to call me anything else. I mean of course around people you'll call me Jane, but I am fine with you not trying on purpose."

"Everyone else remembers to call you Jane around people but me."

"True, but everyone else is not you." She looked up at him with her big eyes, conveying the importance of her statement.

He smiled at her, kissed her forehead, "You miss have turned into a smooth talker."

She shrugged innocently, her smirk anything but innocent.

"Come on, hop on Hopper, let's ride rest of the way."

Soon they were standing in front of her home, the lights all off inside and no sign of the Police car indicated Hopper was still not home.

"It's so late, why isn't he home yet?" Mike asked

"He must have had a case keeping him, I am sure there is a message waiting for me."

"Do you want me to stay till he comes back?"

"No, it's late already and you need to bike back home. I'll be fine."

"You sure?"

"Yes." She chuckled, as she pulled him for a hug and he kissed the top of her head.

"When did you get so tall? I barely reach your chin now." She whined as she noticed how she was snuggled against his chest. He laughed.

"I don't know, it just happened suddenly, all my pants are shorter now."

"Why are you so tall?" she asked looking up at him.

"I don't know, probably because my dad is tall, it's a genetic thing most of the time." He answered her.

"But I have to strain my neck and look up at you now, it hurts. When will I get tall, so I don't have to do that anymore?"

"El, I am not sure. We don't know about your genes. I mean did you see how tall your mom was when you met her?"

"No I never saw her standing."

"Your aunt?"

"She was not much taller than me, maybe I am her height by now."

"Well we can't really say anything, we don't even know who your biological father is."

"So does that mean I will not get taller?"

"You might or you might not." She frowned. "And that is completely okay, because you are adorable."

She walked up the steps of her house and asked him to come towards her.

"Two steps, I am two steps shorter than you." She measured.

"Actually two and a half but no one is counting." He put his forehead against hers and held her waist.

"But how will I kiss you if you keep on getting taller and I do not get tall at all?" she was concerned, her eyebrows drawn together.

"Oh right, we might just have to stop kissing." He said in a serious tone.

"WHAT?" she almost yelled.

"Calm down, I was just kidding." He laughed, "I will just have to bend down. Like this." He barely had to because she was standing on the steps and so it was much easier for him to kiss her. He kissed her lips and then her cheeks when they saw a flash of headlights. He removed his hands from around her waist and shoved them in his pockets.

"Chief." He said in greeting.

"Wheeler."

"I was just leaving, I was dropping her home." He nodded his head in acknowledgment and Mike picked up his bike as soon as could.

"Good night El. See you tomorrow." He shouted after he had already started peddling down the street.

El laughed at his boyfriend and took her father's hand to drag him inside who was still trying to burn a hole in his daughter's boyfriend's retreating back.

"Come on dad, Mrs. Wheeler sent you some lasagna."


A/N: I hope you all liked this chapter, I so wanted to address the height difference. Next season we might get a scene like this, because there is considerable height difference between Finn and Millie now. Also I wanna know what they all will call her; Jane or El?

Funfact: The idea of the body lotion scene was inspired by my friend Vibz because she had me sniffing her coconut body lotion in the middle of the class a few weeks back. ;) (No I am not a creep, she just smelled amazing)

Leave a review people, that is all I ask. Your thoughts on these chapters mean a lot to me. Cyber xo.