Light my Hellfire

Chapter 2

I woke up and decided to go simple. I brushed my teeth, brushed my hair out, and tied it up in a scrunchie. As for my outfit I chose a striped cropped blouse, denim shorts, my sneakers, and sunglasses. I slung my bag over my shoulder, kissed my parental units goodbye and swiped mom's keys to take her car to school today. Each class was a blur, easy, but a blur. I was so eager for lunch and for what? Just because Eddie asked me to sit with them didn't mean shit. Why am I deep diving into this so much? I was standing at my locker putting my books away when Dustin ran up to me, eyes wide and a smile from ear to ear.

"Y/N!!!" He yelled, and about twelve heads turned to see what all the fuss was.

"Hey Dustin!" I smiled, "What's up?"

He smirked at me, "You got dressed up?"

"Dustin... It's lunch. Why would I dress up?"

"Nothing! No reason, let's go!"

We walked to the cafeteria, picking up Mike at his locker along the way and standing in line to have the lunch ladies scoop terrible mush onto our trays. Today's mush consisted of questionable turkey and questionable veggies with gravy on flavorless mashed potatoes. I could swear the food came in boxes marked "Desert Storm". The boys and I grabbed our trays, paid for the slop, and I followed them to the table Eddie occupied, I'm pretty sure he skipped class and that's how he was able to just 'appear' in the cafeteria before the masses arrived. He was leaning back in his chair, two legs raised, if he lost his balance, he was surely going to fall backwards. He had an air of confidence about him today. Eddie knows he isn't popular, he knows the rumor mill is constantly churning out some new Satanic rumor about him every day. Eddie is something special... Because no matter how much crap gets thrown at him, he shakes it off and just continues to be himself. I sat down and the boys took a seat on either side of me.

"Hey Y/N." Eddie grinned.

I'd be lying to myself if I said that smile wasn't making my guts twist and turn, I'd be lying to myself if I said he wasn't a complete turn on. I'd be lying to myself if I denied it any longer that I have most certainly, most definitely have a fat crush on Eddie fucking Munson. That smile... That sweet sweet yet dangerous smile is making me push my legs together and it's taking everything not to bite my lip, close my eyes, and slip away to paradise while rubbing my clit to thoughts of that smile alone.

I must've taken too long to answer because Dustin snapped his fingers in front of my face, pulling me away from a steamy fantasy.

"Y/N wake up! I don't like this!" He half yelled.

"Hey Eddie! Thank you, Dustin." I said as I rolled my eyes.

What do I even talk about? Do I start the conversation? Does he start the conversation? Can the boys help and jump in on this? Otherwise I just look like I was confused and sat at the first table I could find.

"Gentlemen, are we meeting tonight? To finish the campaign for the Cult of Vecna?" Eddie asked, his eyes scanning everyone at the table and pausing at me.

I felt my breath catch as it seemed like he was staring into my soul, he raised an eyebrow and I swear in that moment he could see my thoughts... Thoughts that consisted me being bent over my desk and hi-

"Did you wanna come, Y/N?" Eddie asked.

Oh yeah, I'll cum over and over again for you, Eddie.

"Sure! I mean, maybe the best way to learn is to watch." I grinned, feeling the blood rushing to my core while I mixed Desert Storm potatoes and gravy.

"I'll uhh, pick you up." He smiled.

That damn smile will be the death of me. The damn death of me.

"I'll uh, give you my address." I mumbled back.