49- We Aren't Killing Angela
Summary: El tells Mike about Angela and her friends before they go to the skate rink.
Requested by: Angryfanfic
El's knee was bouncing, and she didn't know how to stop it.
She was so nervous and excited about Mike coming to visit.
El wanted to show how wonderful it was here and how well she was fitting in.
Even though she wasn't.
But Mike didn't need to know that.
So, she waited next to Will, having the entire day planned out in her head.
El craned her neck to see over the crowds of people, eyes shooting every which way to find her boyfriend.
When she spotted him, she jumped up, quietly squealing to herself.
Mike came running up to her, one hand holding a duffel bag and the other a bouquet of flowers.
He gave her a hug, then a small peck on her lips.
"Hi!" she exclaimed.
"Hey! I brought you these." Mike handed her the flowers.
El took the flowers as Mike turned and gave Will a hug.
They were beautiful. El ran her hand around them, finding the card.
El didn't remember what it said, all she was focused on was the words, 'From Mike' that was written on it.
El fought to keep her smile, trying to not ruin the day.
After all the greetings were settled, Will turned to El.
"Hey," he whispered to her. "I was going to tell you yesterday, but um... you know. But I heard Angela and her friends are planning on coming to the rink today."
El froze. Please don't be true.
"Well, where'd you hear if from?" she asked.
"Stacy." Will told her.
El sighed. That made it there was a 90% chance of them being there.
"Who's going to be there?" Mike asked, watching the two, picking up some of their conversation.
There was a beat of pause.
"Some people from school." Will answered.
"Oh, are they your friends? I'd like to meet them." Mike said, glancing between the two.
"Yeah, yeah I know them." El rushed out.
Will gave El a pointed look. Mike gave them a confused look.
El's eyes whipped between the two boys, weighing her options.
She finally sighed and turned to Mike.
"Can I talk to you?" she asked.
"Like, right now? Here?" Mike glanced around.
"Yes." El stated firmly.
"Okay." Mike said, following El to a little hall.
El just stared at him for a moment.
"So, whatcha want to talk about?"
"Angela is not my friend."
"Oh. That's okay if she's not you know."
El nodded slightly, then took a deep breath.
"She's a mouthbreather."
Mike's eyes widened.
"Wait, what?"
El began to explain how horrible Angela treated her. The horrible greeting to the school, all the little digs on her, humiliating her, and the event that happened in the courtyard yesterday.
Mike's temper began to rise as he listened to El.
When El was done he said nothing.
"No, Mike. I know that look. We are not killing her." El said.
"Why not?!" Mike exclaimed. "After all she's done to you?"
"Mike," El said softly. "Do you want Troy killed?"
Mike stopped. "No." he grumbled.
"Then we shouldn't kill Angela."
"I know, I just wish she could see how it feels." Mike said.
"Me too." El told him, taking his hand and leading him back to the group.
"Well, if we see her, let's just either ignore her or get back at her somehow." Mike whispered in her ear.
"Good plan."
AN: I hope you liked it, Angryfanfic! Requests are open everyone!