Air Guitar | Eddie Munson x reader

Chapter 1 - Is it a cow or a dog?

~ TW: description of violence, major death character, drugs, AND French people trying to write in English (sorry for the future mistake)

Stranger things season 4 spoilers ofc ~

You walked with a smile on your face to your classroom. Holding the straps of your bag you muttered the words of a song.  You pushed the door with your shoulder and entered the noisy classroom. Avoiding chatty people, you walked toward your chair and sat on it. Still singing, you took your school stuff out of your bag: your pencil covered by tags that still held your pens only by pins, a notebook decorated with pretty stickers, and a hand-painted stainless steel water bottle.  On the outside, we might have thought you were organized, but the drawings covering all your notes told a whole different story. You heard a Lil annoying 'tap tap' on your headphones. You lowered them and turned toward your table neighbor. With long brown hair and a patches jacket, your neighbor was the perfect stereotype of the boy who loves metal…and sacrifices cats on Saturday night (if you listen to the voices). But all you thought about him at this time was that he was funny. 

"You know that it's rude to wear headphones when you are with others." 

"And you know that it's rude to be such annoying." 

He put his hands on his heart and pretended to be hurt. You shook your head and opened your notebook. Starting drawing you felt the eyes of Eddie on your hand and pencil. 

"What?"

"Is it a cow or a dog?"

"It's a cow." 

He did a disapproved noise and crossed his arm, eyes again on your drawing. 

"Are you insulting my drawing skills?" 

"Hum…Yes! Did you even see a real cow in your life? And do not say a steak, it doesn't count." 

"We are living in a lost town, Eddie. Cows live just behind my house."

"So this is a yes?"

You laughed and didn't answer. You finished your cow as the teacher started talking. Well, the cow indeed looked like a dog. So you added longhorns. 

"You changed the poor dog into a demon." 

A fake terrified look on his face was visible. You sighed and replied in a whisper.

"You are the man who invokes demons, not me." 

The teachers yelled a 'shh' at you two as you held back a laugh. You stayed silent the rest of the hour without paying attention to the class or your neighbor's inconspicuous glances at you.

***

At lunchtime, you were casually listening to the usual gossip of your friends, mixing your potatoes in the sauce with your fork. You were popular, no it's more you were close friends with some of them. Most were pretentious but they made you feel integrated. After all, you were of the most talented swimmer in the school, you deserved to have a bit of popularity. Your name was already engraved on a trophy in the display case in the hall after winning a few cups and you were already accepted into several major universities where you could pursue your passion. Your life seemed to be easy. 

Then the cafeteria became a bit louder. Lifting your eyes, you catch the scene of Eddie doing his show. The two feet on the table, he was reciting a speech for those in his group.

"Because we like to play a fantasy game. But as long you're into a band…or science…or parties…"

He paused when he turned to my group, not gonna lie, which was not his favorite. He caught the look of the basketball player and restarted his piece.