Little Lover

Chapter 6: Angeleyes

hawkins, 1986

"The Devil has come to America. Dungeons and Dragons, at first regarded as a harmless game of make-believe, now has both parents and psychologists concerned. Studies have linked violent behavior to the game, saying it promotes satanic worship, ritual sacrifice, sodomy, suicide, and even..." He puts down the magazine dramatically. "MURDER!"

The rest of the people sitting with him on the table laughed at his theatrics.

"Shit, he seems really revved up today." Dustin Henderson says.

"He's always revved up. We'll just...act casual." Mike Wheeler said, trying to assure Dustin everything was going to be fine.

Dustin nodded. "Casual."

"Casual. Right, okay." Mike said as they both breathed in together.

"Totally." Dustin said as he exhaled.

They both sat down with the rest of the club, joining them in their little discussion.

"Society has to blame something. We're an easy target." One of them said.

"Exactly. We're the freaks because we like to play a fantasy game." He said. "But,"

Eddie smashed his hand on the table and stood on it. He made sure his voice was as loud as possible. "As long as you're into band, or science, or.."

He looked over at the popular people. "Partieessss.." He said, his voice changed making it sound like he sucked helium.

One of the popular kids flipped him off, but he didn't care. He looked at the basketball team and started to shout. "oR A GAME WHERE YOU TOSS BALLS INTO LAUNDRY BASKETS!"

People started booing him, calling him a freak. Just like the old days.

"You want something, freak?" Jason, the captain of the basketball team, threatened as he stood up.

Eddie mocked him by doing a pose that was meant to show a demon, mocking every other people who believed the fantasy game was demonic. The Hellfire Club started laughing. He named the club Hellfire, taking her suggestion to change the club's name. He chuckled at Jason, turning his back on him.

"It's forced conforming." He said as he walked back the table. "That's whats killing the kids!"

His scream scared the poor teacher who was just trying to make her way to a table to eat her lunch. The guys laughed at how funny he was, scaring the teacher like that. He smiled and give way to two cheerleader girls, showing that he was still the gentleman he was.

"That's the real monster." He said as he sat back down.

"So, uh, speaking of monsters, um...Lucas has to do his, uh, balls-in-laundry-baskets game. So he's not gonna be able to make it to Hellfire tonight." Dustin said, trying to brighten the mood by laughing it off. "And I know there's no way we can beat your sadistic campaign without him. So, me and Mike, we were talking, shooting the shit, and we were thinking that maybe we might..."

"Postpone." Mike finished, noticing that Dustin was struggling to finish it.

"What?"
"Postpone?"
"You can't just drop this on us!"
"Over my dead body!"

"Shut up!" Eddie shouted, causing all of them to keep quiet. "You're saying Sinclair has been taken in by the dark side?"

"Uh, something like that." Mike answered.