MONEY, MONEY, MONEY || EDDIE MUNSON

|| #2: lorna's it is ||

Kathy had to endure another 3 classes before she could finally make her way to the library at lunch. When the bell rang, she practically jumped out of her seat and bolted through the hall, but then she remembered she had to tell Willow that she was blowing her off.

"Are you kidding, Kath?" The dark haired girl groaned. "You're the only person that's tolerable at that table! Steve's preppy cheer and douchey jock friends are total assholes!" Willow complained, but Kathy had already made up her mind.

"I'm sorry, Low, I really have to study or I'm gonna fail history!" She decided not to tell her best friend why she was ditching lunch, afraid of the teasing she'd endure otherwise.

"Fine!" Willow sighed. "You totally owe me for this though!"
"I'll make it up to you, Low, I promise!" That was the last thing Kathy said to her friend before she trailed off to the library.

When she entered, she headed straight to the front desk. Before she could demand a random note addressed to her, Mr. Greene was already handing her the second clue with a grin on his face before returning to his book.

Kathy smiled widely before tearing open the note.

Hello again :)

The girl smiled impossibly wider, the little smiley face making her giggle.

Let's see how well you know your books, sweetheart.

"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood."

The girl had to think for a moment before remembering what it was from. She'd read a lot of books, she loved them, so much that one summer her dad had to pry a book away from her hands and force her to play in the sun with a 9-year-old Willow.

1984, George Orwell. The girl trudged over to the dystopian section before brushing the tip of her finger over the books and plucking the desired one from the stack.

She opened the book and another note fell out.

"Always be comic in a tragedy. What the deuce else can you do?"

Again, she thought about it before it came to her. The Man Who Was Thursday: A Nightmare, G. K. Chesterton. Running to the thriller section, her hands rummaged through the books before she found the one. Upon opening it, another note fell from out.

This went on for another few books, The Handmaidens Tale, Frankenstein, Pride and Prejudice, until eventually one of her favourite book quotes was written on the tattered paper.

"Beauty, youth, good fortune, even love itself, cannot keep care and pain, loss and sorrow, from the most blessed for...into each life some rain must fall, some days must be dark and sad and dreary."

Little Women, Louisa May Alcott.

Happily striding over to the coming of age section, she grabbed the book with the precision of someone that's read and placed that book in that exact spot 1000 times.

You finally made it through the books! I'm proud of you!

I know you're probably curious as to who I am right now, meet me at Lorna's at 6 for milkshakes to find out?

Even on paper, this mystery person was shy to ask Kathy out. She knew it was a bad idea, agreeing to meet someone she'd probably never met, but she had to know who it was. Even if she just showed up, bought a milkshake and left. Lorna's at 6 it is.

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After school, Kathy had to call Willow and once again inform her that she was blowing her off. The dirty blonde could practically feel her fury through the phone. "Kathy. Are. You. Kidding me!" The girl raged.
"Hey, maybe this could be the time you tell Steve you don't like him anymore?" Kathy suggested, but was quickly shut down by the Fraser girl.

"I can't just break up with him, Kath! I'd be the joke of the whole school forever!" Willow complained "Look at her, wasting her shot at the king of Hawkins High." She said in a high pitched voice.

"You can't lead him on either, Low. It's not fair to him or you." Kathy stated lowly. She didn't really care if they were together or not, but if Willow didn't stop leading him on soon, the Hopper girl would break it to Steve herself.

"Yeah, yeah. You're right." Her best friend yielded. "You're still coming over on tomorrow right? Fridays are take-out and horror movie night!"
"Of course I'll be there, I owe you that much." Kathy reassured. The girls said their goodbyes and hung up the phone.

While getting ready, Kathy couldn't help but get a little nervous. What if this was some big joke by the jocks to make Kathy look like a desperate slut. It's not like it's never happened before.

She tried to brush the feeling off, but they kept crawling into the back of her head. This persons different, she thought to herself. No jock would go through this much effort. With that she slipped on her jacket and walked to Lorna's.

The walk there was long from the cabin. The girl wished that they'd get a house closer to town soon, she could not keep walking through the creepy woods every other night.

Eventually, she arrived at her favourite place on earth and she wondered if it was too late to turn back. Why am I doing this? She asked herself. For a milkshake.

Upon entering the building, Fred Benson looked up at her from the counter and offered her a small smile. He slid over a cream coloured milkshake to the girl. "Guy in the back ordered it for you, booth 13." He informed Kathy.

"Thanks Fred." Taking one last deep breath, the girl walked to the back of the diner, only to be met with a mess of curls and frizz, a leather-denim jacket combo, and the smell of cigarettes and weed.

"Eddie Munson?"

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a/n I literally have no plains for how this book is gonna go 😭😭 am literally making it up as I go along pls help