Oh Noel | Reddie |

1. I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.

Damn it's been quite a while since I've posted anything. Happy birthday to the one and only Eddie Kaspbrak.

It's November first and all my friends are already annoying me with Christmas music, this fic is just perfect.

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It was November, Halloween was over now. Halloween was one of my favorite Hollidays. I always loved the colors, the costumes, the decorations, all of it. Now, it was almost my birthday, its tomorrow, and I'm kind of dreading it. I hated birthdays, being locked up with my mother all day, unable to see anyone, not like I had many friends anyway.

I worked in a coffee shop, and of course, there was already Christmas themed drinks on the menu.Everyone just forgets about thanksgiving and sometimes even Halloween, and skip straight to Christmas, I hated it.
Christmas itself wasn't bad, don't get me wrong, but it's the whole cheery-mood stereotype. Everyone is expected to be so happy and cheery and bright and I hated it, cause I'm just not. I'm not happy. I'm not cheery. I'm not bright. I'm just some kid hooked way too much on Halloween. Some kid my age - I swear I've seen him around school before- came in. He wore a pair of broken glasses and a button up goofy looking shirt under his coat. I don't usually pay attention to people coming in that much, but he looked so familiar. He had a wide smile on his face and a sketchbook and he was totally that art-freak type of dude. And not gonna lie, those art freak boys are really cute. He came up to the counter and we made eye contact, I looked away for a moment.

"I'll get a peppermint mocha" He said, smiling. His smile seemed to light up the room in a weird way.

"It's not even thanksgiving yet, I don't get why people are ordering Christmas stuff.. Name?" I asked, getting out a cup.

"Richie Tozier's the name, and doing voices is my game!"He said in an Irish sounding accent, "and by the way my good friend, the reason nobody freaks out about thanksgiving like Christmas is because it's a shitty day the colonizers stole from the natives" he said, sounding way too happy for the words he was saying.

"Good point" I mumbled, scribbling his name onto the cup "I like your hair by the way, it looks fluffy" I commented. He payed for the drink and I went off to make it.
He was actually really cute, oh my god. I wasn't... Gay... But I can just acknowledge the fact that another boy is attractive, right?

"Peppermint mocha for Richie Tozier?" I called. He came up to grab it from me. "Yknow I still don't get why people are so hyped about Christmas, I don't like it." I mumbled.

"We should hang out sometime and we can talk about this" He smiled again, it made my heart race in a stupid way I couldn't understand. I hated it.

"Sure, can I give you my number?" I asked, ignoring my beating heart and shaking hands. He pulled up his sleeve and handed me his arm. I got a sharpie and wrote my number on his wrist. "Call me or text me or whatever" I forced a smile. What was up with me today? this has never happened to me.

"I will" He said and went to sit somewhere and he opened his sketchbook and started drawing, I got back to work cause I didn't want to be a creep staring at some stupid Christmas obsessed dude.

My phone went off a few minutes later, getting a text, I got out my phone, looking at it

random number
-hey ;)

I looked over at Richie, who was smirking at me, I felt my face get hot, but blamed it on the heater, it must have gotten turned up. I looked back at my phone and decided to text him back.

Eddie
-hello Christmas boy, my shift ends in half an hour btw
-Also, weird question - Do you go to Derry HS?

I put my phone away cause someone came in and I had to go take an order. I felt my phone go off again but I didn't check it cause I was taking an order. After that person got their drink, which was Christmas themed as always, I checked my phone-
I had three texts.