glassy eyes, hazy afternoons- Eddie Munson x Reader

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The last five minutes of class, everyone was packed up waiting patiently for the bell to ring, except for y/n and the quiet girl in the back, too caught up in their own little worlds to have noticed the time going by.

The trill of the bell was jarring to both of them, so much so, the red head jumped so hard she knocked her headphones askew as the rest of the class rushed through the door to the cafeteria.

Y/n didn't know whether to ask the girl if she was okay or to go on about her business, but during that decision making process, the girl caught y/n staring.

In a panic, y/n squeaked out, "Kate Bush?" 'Nice.' She mentally facepalmed.

The girl scrunched her brow briefly, taken aback. "Uh, yeah. You a fan?"

Y/n nodded, "yeah, Hounds of Love is a, uh, great album." She zipped her bag shut with all of her things tucked inside.

The other girl smiled and nodded in agreement. "It's all I've been listening to lately, honestly." She confessed with a small smile.

Y/n smiled back, "I do that with every new tape I get, I completely get it." She said, her chest tight, not allowing enough airflow for conversation.

"I'm Max," the red head said as she closed her own bag and slung it over her shoulder.

"Y/n." She nodded as they both walked out of the room. "Well, y/n, I'll see you around." Max said, slipping her headphones back on, walking the opposite way of the cafeteria.

The hallway was mostly free of traffic, making the trip to the cafeteria very short. She stopped in the doorway and searched all the tables.

'Now, Eddie Munson, where do I find you?' She thought, skimming the room. Her eyes fell upon a blonde ponytail, blue eyeshadow rimmed eyes meeting her own. "Y/n/n!" Chrissy squealed, rushing over to you.

"Come sit!" She urged. Y/n's eyes went wide, looking over to the table Chrissy was sat at previously. First of all, it was full, second of all, y/n did not like the way Jason looked at her. It wasn't aggressive or anything, but definitely unsettling. Or perhaps she was reading too much into her anxiety.

"Actually, I was going to use this time to locate this Eddie Munson, where do I find him?" Y/n asked quietly, nodding to the maze of lunch tables.

"Good thinking!" Chrissy nudged y/n's shoulder with hers. "He's gonna be at the table with all the kids wearing Hellfire shirts."

Hellfire.

"Thanks so much, Chris, I'll catch up with you later!" Y/n started into the cafeteria, eyes searching for the kids she met earlier.

It didn't take long to find the table of white and black shirts, currently occupied by Mike, Dustin, Lucas, and two other unfamiliar faces.

Before she could make it to the table, Mike spotted her and waved. When he saw she was approaching him specifically, he stood in a panic, as did Dustin and Lucas.

"Y/n! To what do we owe this pleasant surprise?" Dustin greeted.

"Actually, I'm looking for an Eddie Munson? I was told I'd find him with Hellfire." She pointed to their shirts.

Their eyes widened. "You're looking for Eddie?" Mike asked confused. "Yeah, are you guys friends with him?" Y/n asked.

"He's our dungeon master!" Dustin replied enthusiastically.

Not knowing anything about DnD, y/n gave him an odd look. "He's your who?"

"He's our club president." Mike said pointedly before Dustin could answer.

"He said he was going to be late to lunch today, but we can tell him you were looking for him, if you want." Lucas said assuringly.

"Well, he isn't going to have any idea who I am, so how about," she paused, taking her back pack off and getting out her notebook and pencil. "You give him this note for me." She looked up at them for confirmation.

They all nodded as she finished writing.

I heard you're the guy to buy from. Are you free after school? - y/n

She folded it twice and handed it to Mike. "Can I trust you, wheeler?" She asked quietly. "Of course you can trust us!" Dustin said wrapping his arm around Mike. "What are friends for?" He finished.

"I appreciate it. Can you let me know when he says something?" Y/n asks. "You got it!" Dustin assures.

Y/n laughs and shakes her head, "okay, thanks guys, I'll see ya." She says as she turns to leave.

She makes her way to the end of the hall, desperate to get out of the building. As soon as she shoves through the doors, the cool air meets her face with a kiss of freshness.

It soothes her tight chest, allowing her to take deep unhindered breaths, encouraging her shoulders to loosen up.

She sits on a patch of grass in the shaded spot next to the building and presses her hands to her face. Social interaction goes by so quickly in a panicked blur and fully hits her after it ends, leaving her to rewind and watch everything that was said, every move she made, and how wrong everything she did was.

No one's laughing at you. No one has been mean. Calm down. It's fine. We're fine.

She spent the rest of lunch recharging outside, touching some grass, before she could hear the bell ring faintly, pulling her from her finally relaxed state and back to reality.

She entered the stuffy school building again, this time much calmer than when she left. Y/n made her way to her locker to exchange more books, not noticing the small herd of freshman boys rushing towards her.

"Hey!" Mike said as they approached. Y/n shut her locker, and fixed her bag to its place on her back. "We have word from Eddie." Dustin said quietly. Y/n's ears perked at that, leaning in closer to the group.

"What'd he say?" She asked.

"Well at first we had to convince him you weren't a freshman because apparently he doesn't do business with us." Dustin said.

"But after that and your note, he told us to tell you to meet him at the clearing in the woods by the football field after school." Mike added quietly.

"Okay, what?" She said quietly alarmed. Her eyes flashed subtle fright, recognizing this concept from many a horror movie

"Nononono, don't worry it's not what it sounds like, that's where he meets so many other people." Lucas said.

"Yeah, and we can take you there! Well we can't be there cause Eddie would probably kick our asses, but we'll show you." Dustin assured.

Y/n looked between the boys, not picking up any malicious intent coming from them, only sincerity.

"Alright, deal. Thank you guys." She nodded genuinely.

"It's not every day a few freshman such as ourselves befriend a lady of your class. Literally, upperclassmen are assholes." Dustin shrugged.

"We're happy to help." Lucas added. The bell trilled signaling the last half of the school day was starting.

"Meet us at the football field after school!" Mike hollered as the three rushed past y/n to their next classes.

'Sweet kids.' She thought.

Y/n walked to art with relief, her self assigned tasks for the day almost over. Sam would be proud of all the socializing she's done on her own today. He'd probably tell her how brave it was of her to put herself out there like she did.

Now all she had to worry about was meeting this Eddie Munson. Which, it sounded like she didn't need to worry at all. She feared she would say all the wrong things, and the last thing she wanted to do was offend a drug dealer.

But thankfully, y/n's secret weapon was locked and loaded in her handy dandy cassette case just waiting for the end of school to be used. That way, she'll have a level head when she's to interact with this mysterious and quite nerve wracking character.