Matilda 'Dixie' Green, who gets dragged into the unfathomable events at Starcourt Mall by her hopeless crush on Billy Hargrove and new-found middle-schooler friends. She struggles to cope with the trauma, which gradually costs her, her popular cheer...
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𐮜Eddie𐮚
Eddie's POV༒༒1st January, 1985
I speed-walked the rest of the way to Tina's new year party, I'd been called to do quick business there, I was never invited unless I had weed with me... I didn't really care anyway, the music sucked.
I looked behind me just in case she came running back to me. I felt bad for walking away, but what else was I meant to do when she was the one who'd ran away from me... the master among the 'band of weirdos', I huffed and I kicked the ground with every step.
I was expecting her to be freaked out by the almost accident, and a little bit by me but - not to the point where she wanted to get away from me somuch that she'd sprint away with an injured leg.
She really had become one of that crowd... one of the balls in laundry basket player's... cheerers. I didn't not like the cheerleaders, their routines are metal and require lots of skill... it's the way they cheer for the assholes that hated me, made it their job to make my life a living hell - I thought maybe they were just doing it because they had to cheer to rile up the crowd, but Matilda Green proved otherwise tonight - that the cheerleaders believed the bullcrap that the guys were telling them about the Hellfire club.
I swung my black metal box full of weed as I approached the side entrance of Tina's house, the last time I knocked on her door she freaked out and told me to 'go round the back before anyone saw me'.
I hung around the back of the garden watching some of the teens jumping into the glowing pool, watching the fireworks from there. Some kids said things like 'freak' or 'what is that weirdo doing here?' and my personal favorite: 'I hope he's not brought the devil here with him tonight'. I wasn't allowed to get involved in any aspect of the parties, except Tina handed me a drink tonight, I shrugged and hummed, taking whatever it was, mumbling a 'thanks' as I took a sip, making the drink bubble.
"Whatever," she responded and left.
Some boys came over who I recognised from school - they weren't nasty to me, but they weren't nice either. They didn't seem to know what they were doing, but I handed them a few bags and they kept looking over their shoulder at some girls who were watching... they were trying to impress them by buying from me because even coming close to me was apparently a life threatening thing to do.
No girls from Hawkins High ever dared to blush and laugh at me like that. Well - just one... Dixie, but that was way back in middle school and she'd just ran like hell away from me like I'd tried to jump her... basically every girl's reaction to me.
