Eddie Munson One Shots

Carver

"You want something freak? " Your twin brother Jason yells from across the cafeteria.

You stand there with your lunch tray in hand, trying to look at who he was talking to.

It was none other than Eddie Munson.

A boy who not only was your brothers enemy, but also his ex-best friend.

Their fallout was really nasty, they both liked Chrissy Cunningham, your best friend.

But when Jason went behind his back and asked her out, they were never the same.

Your eyes meet Chrissy's, she's rolling her eyes at Jason's behavior.

You motion for her to go to the bathroom, so you put your tray down on a random table as you both walk out.

Chrissy had no idea that Eddie liked her all those years ago, she barely knew him.

They were just too different.

But you knew him, you knew Eddie so well.

Or at least, you did.

You both stood in the bathroom, looking at yourselves in the mirror.

"How are we blood related? How are we twins?" You ask out loud as you look at yourself.

You stared at your shaggy hair, playing with the straps of your bag.

"It will forever puzzle me, y/n." Chrissy said with a small smile.

You sigh and turn to her, "I don't understand how he can openly treat someone so poorly, especially.. Eddie." 

Your voice trailing off as you get lost in your own thoughts.

But your train of thought is interrupted as bell rings, lunch is over.

"You coming to class, y/n?" Chrissy asks thoughtfully.

"Math? No thanks. A class with my brother? Also no thanks. I might come in later, but I need a cigarette." You reply as you start to ramble on.

"That's fair, I'll see you in a little while, okay?" She says as she pulls you in for a hug.

You hug her back, you hated that she settled for Jason but it made you guys all the more closer.

She gave you a small farewell and left you by yourself in the bathroom.

A few minuets later you decide to leave, in the meantime trying to find the cigarettes out of your backpack.

You stroll into the hallway, walking while you rummage through the stray pencils and crumpled up papers, mentally scolding yourself about how disorganized you are.

Suddenly, the hunting and walking is interrupted by you running into someone.

Your bag falls to the ground, the items spilling everywhere like confetti.

"Shit.." You say, not even bothering to look up at who it was you ran into.

You just start to pick up your things, trying not to cause a fuss.

"S..Sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I.." You start to mutter several apologies, when you see another pair of hands start to pick up your things.

You'd recognize those rings anywhere.

Your eyes meet Eddies, he's looks at you, and a small smile creeps to his face.

"Eds.. uh, Eddie, hey.." You stammer out as you collect your things.

"How's it going, Carver?" He says as he collects all the stray pencils in one hand.