without blood
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"oh please Richie! why are you being so shy about it?"
i laugh at my mothers pouted lip, "i'm not shy, i just don't see why you want to meet them."
"well you got suspended for this boy, we'd like to meet him!" she pleads
my parents showed up to my apartment while i was watching true crime shows after receiving an email from the dean. they were mad at first but after i explained what really happened they understood why. my dad gave me his look and i made sure he knew that i hadn't seriously hurt anyone while my mother looked through my fridge. i never knew why we kept what happened a secret from her, i was sure she loved me just as much as dad and maybe if she knew my reasoning for it she would also understand. or maybe my dad doesn't understand.
i sigh and give into her like i always do, "fine fine.. i'll see if they'll come over for dinner. but no promises."
she smiles with satisfaction, "great! oh but what should i make? are they allergic to anything?"
"Stan is jewish but i don't know."
My dad rolls his eyes and chuckles, "well we're very excited to meet them," he pats my back, "and this Eddie boy, are you together?"
"psh," i wave off his question and avoid it, "i'm too focused on classes for that kinda thing." very much so a lie, i thought of Eddie more than any of my classes.
"well i've got some meal prepping to do," she kisses my cheek as they begin to leave, "and make sure you take care of that black eye, no more fighting!"
"yea, yea love you guys too."
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"that is not what it looks like when someone is stabbed."
i tisk at the fake blood squirting out of a tube from Mariah's , aka evil mother Gothel, chest.
"how would you kn-know." Bill says as he turns off the mechanism
"i watched a lot of gore videos when i was in middle school." i shrug off
"of course you did." Stan rolls his eyes, "it's a play and there's gonna be kids there, we're not trying to scar them."
Eddie wipes fake blood off his hand onto a towel, "i know it's fake but it feels weird pretending to stab someone."
"get use to it, you have to s-stab Richie next rehearsal." Bill says as he writes something down in a notebook
"i hope you two haven't practiced that kiss. i want real authenticity!" Mrs. Grendel interrupts, "you're all excused, good work today!"
the students chatter as they leave the room.
"well, we gotta meet Mike at the bar," Stan and Bill pick up their things to leave, "you coming Rich?"
"actually, i kinda promised my mom id ask you guys something."
they all look at me with curious faces, "she for some reason wants to meet you losers and wanted you all to come over for dinner. i know it's totally lame but i promised i'd at least ask."
"aw that's so sweet!" Eddie gushes as he looks to the others, "can we?"
Stan hums, "i don't think any of us have plans for tonight, i'm sure we can go. although i'm hesitant to meet the people that created your insufferable ass."
i put on a british accent and get Stan in a headlock, messing up his hair, "oh you know you love me Stanny! it'll be quite the event!"
he shoves me off and straightens himself out, "insufferable."
