Mary was always weird. Being the baby sitter for freak Byers's little brother and his friends had perks though. She had the best excuse to play D&D.
And when Eddie Munson finds out she's the Dungeon Master for a group of middle school boys, it make...
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Hawkins has always sucked ass.
Ever since middle school, when Susan Hoffman said my acne was ugly, Hawkins has sucked ass. At least in high school, I'm invisible. Barb and Nancy seem to get me though. They think the same way I do. Just study, be nice, and we'll make it out of high school alive. At least, maybe me and Barb. Nancy's started dating that popular boy, Steve.
Steve's nice. His friends are assholes though. Tommy calls me Virgin Mary, as if he would know my sex life. I mean, he's right but he doesn't need to know that. And Carol's just bitchy. She always has some sweet but mean comment to make. She once told me my shirt was so cute! Followed by I think my mom wears that brand. Nice, right?
Either way, it's all going pretty well. I babysit Nancy's little brother and his friends too. If they ever want to go to the arcade or to the movies, I'm their gal. Recently, they've been into Dungeons and Dragons. It's a fantasy game but hey, at least I don't have to drive them anywhere lately.
First problem, I don't know how to play. Why is that a problem, you may ask? Because they asked me to be their dungeon master for the next campaign. They begged me, saying they hate how one of them is always "separated" by having to DM.
And of course, I said yes.
Like an idiot.
And now here I am, freaking out over writing this campaign plot in my history notebook. I've been trying to figure it out for days but even my Dungeons and Dragons for Dummies book isn't helping. And slowly, I start to realize that I need to ask for help.
Second problem. Who the hell do I ask? There's a club at school that plays but I don't know any of them. Well, thats a lie. Gareth is in my English class but he's not here today. So I'm screwed unless I get some balls and introduce myself to one of them.
Lunch is when I see an opportunity. The club usually sits together at lunch, and my usual table has the perfect view of it. One of them, Eddie I think, slips out of the cafeteria.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." I had accidentally cut off Nancy, but I was too busy rushing out with my history notebook to apologize.
Walking down the halls, I see him grabbing something from his locker.
"Um, hi." He slams his locker shut, dropping whatever he was grabbing. I nearly jump out of my skin.
"Jesus Christ!" He looks at me, wide eyed. "You scared the shit out of me. Holy shit." He grabs his chest like he's gasping for air.
"Sorry! I'm sorry! I- I didn't mean to, swear." Shit, now I feel bad. He probably won't help me.
"Its uh- It's ok, sweetheart. Just keeping me on my toes I guess." Now he's grabbing his stuff from the floor, but his grin catches me by surprise.
"You're Eddie, right? I'm Mary" I hold my hand out to shake, which he stares at for a second before shaking it.
"Yeah, hi. Do you um- need something?"
"Oh, yeah! I have a favor to ask..."
"Well, I don't give free handouts and only accept cash so, it more of a favor for me." He's grinning even more now. What the hell is he talking about?
"Um, I- I don't follow." He scrunches his eyes a bit at me. Am I stupid?
"You uh- You're not trying to buy?"
"Buy? No, I had a question." He's just looking at me, waiting. Shit, ok, here it goes. "A D&D question..." I whisper.
Have you ever seen a little kid get surprised with a balloon? Because Eddie's face resembles that exactly. His eyes grow wide and he starts smirking. And he actually fucking giggles. Like a middle school girl that just got told her friend's crush.
"You- You have a question about D&D? You? You're like a little miss perfect stereotype and you wanna play D&D?" Little miss perfect is far from the worst I've been called, but for some reason it pissed me off more than usual coming from him.
"I don't want to play D&D. I do play D&D. But I got asked to DM and I kind of have no idea what I'm doing. Hence, the favor."
"Anything for a fellow nerd." His arms widen and he does a theatrical bow. "What can I do for you, sweetheart?" My cheeks redden at the nickname. That's twice he's called me that in our 3 minute conversation.
"I just need some help with the plot. I brought my notes." I hand him the notebook after turning to the right page. "It just seems to mess up logistically somewhere and I can't figure it out. I don't want them to think I didn't try my best."
"And who is them?" He's flipping through the pages now, reading quickly. His previously wide eyes have narrowed in focus.
"Oh. Um. I babysit four middle schoolers. I play with them." He glances up for a second, grinning again, before resuming his search.
"I promise you, they won't notice or care if it's a little illogical. They're like 12." Oh he has not met Mike. Mike fact checks stuff every campaign. Crit points, weaknesses, even anatomy. He's got like 4 books he keeps with him to flip through.
"You'd be surprised-" "Aha!" He slams the notebook shut. "I found it. You wrote down the wrong crit points needed to defeat the hill giant. That messes up your next enemy encounter because of the party's remaining stats. There is no way they'd have a chance to win," he claims.
"Oh shit. Thank you!" I grabbed the notebook being offered to me and jumped. I jumped? Its like I'm a pre-teen again, obsessing over the beetles. "You totally just saved my ass."
"Ah, I always help out damsels in distress." He's smiling, and I can tell he notices my blush when he smiles more. His eyes are so dark, it's like a void you can get lost in. Um, anyways.
"Well, thanks again." I turn to head back to lunch. Nancy and Barb are probably wondering why my bathroom break is taking so long.
"Wait! If you play, do you wanna join Hellfire? We could always use more members." He looks almost desperate. Are they really low on members right now?
"I-I can't. Babysitting takes up most of my time. And energy." And I'm trying to be invisible. Hellfire is not being invisible. But I won't tell him that.
"Oh. That's fine." He kicks his shoe dramatically. "Well, either way, if you ever need help with notes again just holler. I'll be here. Like always." Eddie looks almost painfully awkward. As if he hasn't tried talking to a girl before. Maybe he hasn't.
"Yeah, sure." I start to walk backwards, away from Eddie. Part of me wants to stay. "Maybe I'll see you around?" His eyes light some more. Something about his facial expressions is so intoxicating.
"Yeah! Um- yeah sure, I'll see you around." It makes me smile, how excited he is.
"Bye Eddie."
Ok, problem number three.
Eddie Munson is pretty cute.
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Authors Note:
This is probably the most Eddie action we will get for a little bit. And it's a ton of dialogue sorry. I have all 4 seasons planned out (no spoilers just yet) but please be patient. Let me know if my time skips in the next few chapters are annoying or written weirdly. Criticism is welcomed :)
Also I promise I won't try to makeup D&D stuff again. If you couldn't tell, I have no idea how D&D works.
