Battle of the Bands (Steddie)

1.

Eddie had just got his dorm number so he was on his way to find it. He had to split from his friends, Jonathan and Argyle since they've been here for a couple of days. Eddie got here late because he would push stuff aside and do everything last minute.

He also felt bad from having to split from his band. He didn't leave, they are just going on a break for a bit so they can all do their first year in college.

On his way to his room, he was getting weird looks for his long hair, multiple face piercings, painted nails, and odd fashion style. He had his bridge, eyebrow, and septum. He did also have eyeliner on his waterline.

Eddie looked up from his paper to knock on the door, hence he hasn't picked up his key yet. He looked back down at the paper while the door opened.

"Hey, is this D209?" He went to look up but the door was slammed in his face. He stood there confused, staring at the door. "Asshole."

He walked off to his friends dorm, pissed off about his asshole roommate. He knocked on their room for the second time today.

Argyle opened it with a very not sober smile. "Oh, hey man. Why are you back with all your stuff?" He talked slow as he moved out of the way for Eddie.

"My dickhead roommate slammed the door on my face. I need to smoke." Eddie sighed as he walked in he sat on the foot of Argyles bed, placing his stuff down. "All I asked if it was the right dorm number. I didn't even get to look and see who my roommate is."

Argyle sat next to him but then laid down, putting his feet on Eddie's lap. "People someone we knew in High School or something." He leaned over to his bedside table and grabbed the already rolled blunt.

"Where's Jonathan?"

"The shower." Argyle placed the blunt between his lips, lighting it. He took a long drag before passing it to Eddie.

Eddie nodded in response, taking the blunt. He took quite a long hit as well and held in the smoke for a little. He blew it out of both is nose and mouth. "I just don't get what I did to get the door slammed in my face like that." He passed the cig back to Argyle with a sigh.

"Maybe you did nothing wrong, man. People just suck. A lot people aren't cool, ya'know?" He let out a chuckle as he placed the blunt between his lips again.

"Yeah, that's true." Eddie trailed off, messing with his rings. Then, he had an idea. "Hey, wanna make pizza?"

Argyle shot up, almost falling off the bed. "Hell yeah, man. Let's go." He got off the bed and threw on slides. He passed the rest of the blunt to Eddie which he happily took.

He finished it off and put the roach in the ashtray, followingArgyle out the door. They had small talk on the way to Argyle's car. Making some jokes from time to time as well.

"Dude, you know what's fuck?" Argyle had sunglasses on as the wind blew through his long hair.

Eddie lazily turned to him with a smile. "What?"

"That people get so much hate for their ethnicity. Like, we're sorry we're not white, man." Argyle bit the inside of his cheek as they stopped at a red light.

"Yeah, I never understood that. Like, they are living their lives and can't change who they are so, why should they care?" Eddie sighed as he looked out the window. "Everything is just bullshit."

"True that, man, true that." Argyle started to drive again and pulled into the grocery store. "I missed making pizza."

"Please don't make pineapple pizza. Or like, make half and half." Eddie chuckled as Argyle shut off the car.