Sonia/Ms. Kaspbrak x Fem reader

Meeting her ; 1

No Taylor, i am obviously not ok.

I wrote the beginning of this part so long ago, my gosh, i started this December 11 2022

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"So, there's this church full of Jews, right? And Stan has to take this super Jewy test." Eddie said as we walked out the classroom and through the hallway.

"But how's it work?" Bill asked.

"They slice the tip of his dick off." Eddie said simply, you hung out with Eddie the most, for reasons you refused to specify or come to terms with.

"But then Stan will have nothing left!" Richie joked.

Stanley walked out of the classroom joining you and the other Losers in the hallway.

"That's true." Spoke Eddie, 'bold of him to be saying anything' you thought rolling your eyes.

'.... Oh GOSH NOW IM THINKING ABOUT HIS DICK.'

"Hey, Stan, what happens at the Bar Mitzvah, anyways? Ed says they slice the tip of your d-dick off." explained Bill.

"Yeah, and I think the rabbi's gonna pull down your pants, turn to the crowd and say "Where's the beef?"" Trashmouth spoke again as you all laughed this time.

^ (All December 11th) ^

Your thoughts suddenly drifted.

'I wonder what Ms. Kaspbrak is doing right now? Wait why would i care? She treats Eddie terribly.'

"Y/N!" Richie yelled knocking you out of your thoughts.

You truly didn't even know where they stemmed from. You didn't like the woman at all, it was surprising how much of your brain space she took up. But then again, were you really? You've seen one picture of her and it's pretty easy for her to take up room, hard for her not too.

'Ok Y/n, stop being mean, that's Eddie's mom. ...who am I kidding, it's Eddie's mom!' You said laughing at yourself for ever trying to like her.

"Y-you coming to the quarry with us tomorrow?" Bill asked.

"Oh y-yeah" you responded.

You had really only seen and heard of Ms. Kaspbrak. You had never truly met her, and based on the way Eddie described her, and what you've seen of her, you don't like her too much. She often appeared in your thoughts, but you would never admit that. Especially not the thoughts you would sometimes come across at night. You hate her and you refuse to believe anything else. You would never tell anyone about how you feel about her unless you were talking about how much you dislike her. You could never care, let alone like her. but in the deepest depths of your brain, you know there's something haunting your thoughts that though you'll never admit to, you'll have to face one day.

But for now, you'll only embrace your negative feelings, because you aren't aware what other feelings could be there, and part of your brain hopes you never will.

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You and Eddie actually lived pretty close to each other. You were literally neighbors. You would often throw things at his window to get his attention. His attention only. Or at least that's what you thought, but that certain part of your brain knew much better.