The Real World | Eddie Munson | pakora078

Chapter Two: The Hellfire Club

"I don't get it, i mean, we're the freaks because we like to play a fantasy game." Eddie shrugged, standing onto the table. "But, as long as you're into band, or- science, or... parties... or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets!"

"You want something freak?" Jason stood, and yelled at Eddie.

His response was cute, posing his hands as horns with his tongue out, making the strangest noise ever.

"It's forced conforming, that's what's killing... the kids!!" He yelled, hopping off of the table and sitting back down. "Where's Wheeler?"

"There." Dustin pointed at me.

"Well no shit Henderson. I mean the other one." He said, chucking a crisp at him.

"He was still sleeping when i left. He'll be here soon enough." I said.

"What a lazy ass. He better not miss Hellfire tonight." Dustin spoke. "Speaking of Hellfire, Lucas isn't going to be able to make it tonight. We might need to postpone? He has that um.. balls in laundry baskets game, something like that." He let out an awkward laugh.

"Something like that?" Eddie chucked yet another crisp at Dustin, but it ended up hitting me.

"Hey!" I squealed, smiling.

"You're saying Sinclair has been taken in by the dark side?"

"Yep." Dustin said.

"And rather then find a sub for him, you want to postpone, the cult of vecna?"

"I'm sorry i just- there is no one able to-"

"Shut up! SH!" Eddie squirmed, shaking his head. "What about you, Wheeler? Can't you find a sub?"

"You think i know people? The only ones in mind is my sister, Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley.. can you see any of them playing?" I said sarcastically.

"Get off of your arses, and go and find one." Eddie said.

I sighed, getting out of my seat along with Dustin.

"How are we meant to get a person within less than 5 hours?" I said.

"I don't know. Just try. I'll get Mike on the school's phone to help. Get his lazy self to school."

"Yeah, okay." I sighed, splitting away from him.

I didn't even see the point in this, it was obvious everyone was going to say no. They care more about what news headlines say about D&D then actually trying it out themselves. And you can't forget about the basketball game that everyone was probably going to go to tonight.

Trying to find people was a difficult task. No one was listening to what I had to say.

"It's not any ordinary dice, it's got up to 20 sides!" I said, trying to persuade some random guy in the science lab.

"Mom says it promotes Satanism and animal cruelty." He said, lighting an experiment.

"That's just bullshit media propaganda." I snarled.

"No no no no- you can't i'm at-" Dustin said, but it was too late Steve had already hung up the phone. "School." He sighed, placing the phone back into its place.

"I hate high school." Dustin said, as we both sat in defeat on the low stone wall.

"Tell me about it, I've had to redo my years. Sometimes i wonder if i'll ever leave."

"So screw it!"

"Screw what?"

"Screw high school!"