𝔽 ℜ 🄴 ᗩ 长 ᔆ ❕ ¡ !| 𝙴. 𝙼𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚗

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I had fun with this one. Also I don't know shit about D&D so bear with me.

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You trudged through the almost empty halls and to the lunchroom. (Lunch was extremely early for some reason. Bur your apple wasn't much so you weren't complaining.) Your mood completely ruined by the grumpy teacher that decided to be the queen of bitches today.

With your backpack bumping against your spine with each step, you made your way through the line and grabbed a tray, wrinkling your nose at the lasagna (at least that's what you thought it was) and strode away from the glum lunch ladies. Not wanting to take your chances with sitting at the wrong table, you sat down at an empty table closest to the stage, cursing yourself for forgetting your book at home. 

You were about to take a hesitant bite from your meal when a soon-to-be familiar voice started to cause a commotion. You watched with amusement as he got on the table, looking over the cafeteria. "-As long as you're into band, or science, or parties..." He called out in a mocking voice. "Or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets!" You couldn't help but snicker at that. A jock looking guy with dirty blonde hair stood up angrily.

"You want something freak?!" He shouted over the sea of students. You rolled your eyes at his attempt at an insult. Honestly being a freak was a compliment at this point if he was the normal.

Eddie only pulled the face he had at you earlier in response, adding a gurgled sound to it, however this time was different. There was a defiant spark in his eyes as he did it to the jock, while with you it was more like just being funny. Giving you something to look forward to in your hell with Mrs. Smith. You smiled at his antics.

He jumped down, continuing to scare someone, then smiling politely and letting the others pass. He flipped others off, and yelled some other words you couldn't really hear. He walked up between two boys and slung his arms around their shoulders, they looked purely scared. 

Then, seeming to be done with the conversation, he got back up on the table and bellowed from the other side of the room, pointing at you, "L/N!"

Your head shot up, meeting the gaze of none other than Eddie Munson. You smiled a bit sheepishly and shrugged when he waved you over to his table. What the hell. Scooping up your tray and dumping it in the nearest trash can, you amble over to Eddie's table, a huge grin plastered on his face. You sat down at the end of the table, next to a lanky black haired boy, and waved a bit to everyone.

"Everyone, I would like to introduce you to the Queen/King of sass and comebacks..." He announced, drumming his fingers quickly on the table. "Y/n L/n!" He grinned. They all looked at you with awe and respect, while Eddie looking rather proud of himself.

"...what?"

"Oh don't be modest. I told them about Mrs. Smith. You were a beast!" Eddie cackled. You rolled your eyes, getting more comfortable with them by the second. It was strange how much you were already warming up to them even if you only met them a few minutes ago. 

"That was nothing." You waved off, taking his words to heart for a moment. "You should see me when I'm not awake for only twenty minutes." You smirked. That's actually how you got expelled from your first school. The verbal battle turned to physical and next thing you knew, you were cleaning out your locker. Not that you liked the school anyways, but hey. What can you do?

The group chuckled along with you, and you noticed that all of them were wearing the same shirt. So this was a club. Or a cult? Maybe both. You weren't sure.