Summery: When Eleven returns she does so with a friend. Unfortunately her friend is extremely shy but has remarkable powers, just finds it difficult to speak.
"Mike," breathed Eleven. The two rushed together, arms around each other.
" eleven? " a nervous voice asked. The company whipped around to see a really shy beautiful girl in the doorway.
She was in a silver dress that hung to mid thigh, and black boots with silver caps. She was unbelievably pale. Her hair was white and hung to her waist.
" Hello." she squeeked before clinging onto Eleven arm. She was slightly taller than El, and looked slightly older.
" This is Amy. She's shy." Eleven carefully detached the shy girl from her arm. She pointed at the people in the room.
" Joyce. Jonathan. Nancy. Steve. Dustin. Lucas. Jim. Mike." Eleven said softly.
Amy nodded, before departing from the group and walking softly down the hall. The fact she made no sound terrified the company.
" Is she like you? From Hawkins lab?" Eleven nodded.
" She can sing to make people do and feel things. She can control earth and speak to animals. When she's scared she loses control and everything ice."
Steve nodded. " okay. Right. Good. How old is she?"
Eleven shrugged. " Older than me but younger than an adult. I thinks she's 17 but she'll be 18 in a few days."
Jonathan glanced at where Amy had disappeared off to. " she's our age"
Jonathan then followed where Amy had gone too. It was quite easy to follow her, she left little drops of ice behind her.
He opened the door to his room and there she was, on his bed, staring out the window.
" Are you OK?" he asked. Amy jumped, staring at him like a deer in the headlights. Jonathan put his bands in the air showing that he wasn't going to hurt her. She relaxed, patting the bedside next to her, where Jonathan slowly sat down.
" You don't like big crowd do you?" he asked. Amy shook her head. " It was crowded when the bad men took me away." she said.
" What do you like?" Jonathan asked hesitantly.
"I used to like photography but technology is different now. I don't understand how the new cameras work."
Jonathan brightened up at this. This was something he could work with.
" Why don't I show you? I'VE got a camera of my own" Amy nodded, smiling for the first time.
" You have a beautiful smile" he stated. This made Amy blush and smile wider, her green eyes glistening.
They spent the next twenty minuets working on the camera and Amy soon stopped flinching everytime Jonathan brushed his hand against hers.
" Don't you like physical contact?" he asked, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable. Amy shrugged.
" I'm just not used to it when it's not violent. Your touch is nice. Warm."
Jonathan tried to surpress a smile, but couldn't resist when she leant agianst him, her arms wrapped around his waist.
Not that they remember that they were torn apart in the first place.
Hawkins lab took that away from them.
But true love, no matter what age, be it nine or eighteen, can never quite stay apart.
