Angelica "Freak Two" Munson

Chapter 31

"Hey, Robin." Angie struts into Scoops Ahoy for the third time this week.

It has become a part of her daily ritual. First, she wakes up Eddie so he can actually be on time for work. Second, she goes for a run. Third, she showers and gets ready for the day. Then, her and Eddie ride their bikes up to the new Starcourt Mall. From there, Eddie goes to work, and Angie makes a pitstop to gossip with Robin before also heading off to work.

"Hey, Ange." She lets her behind the counter and fluffs her friend's hair, "I love the new look."

"Really?" She questions, combing down her freshly cut locks, "I let my hair grow out for so long that it started getting too hot. Plus, it's summer. That's always a good time for trying something new."

"Well, I definitely agree– Do you want your usual?"

"Yes, please."

Robin digs into the buckets of ice cream and starts scooping, "So, what's the new gossip?"

"I've discovered that Eddie has a new crush." Angie smiles widely as she licks the triple chocolate cone now in her hands.

"Really? Eddie Munson actually has a crush? No offense, but I just thought he was the type of guy who just liked to get laid." They share a giggle as Angie smacks her friend on the arm.

Robin throws her hands up in surrender, "I'm just putting it out there! A woman can have an opinion even if it might not be accurate."

"That's the problem." She sighs, "It usually is accurate when it comes to my brother. His romantic life is lacking in everything that counts."

"Not everything."

That comment earns her another retaliation. This time, it was a flick on the ear, however.

"Anyway, who's the new crush?"

"That's the odd thing." She takes another lick, "He won't tell me her name! Now, my brother has never been one for secrets– Not to me, at least, which makes his situation even more suspicious."

"He must really like her."

"I know!"

"Did he tell you anything about her, at least?"

"Only that she's a regular at the movie theater. She's super sweet and has a douchey boyfriend who brings her to the movies once a week."

"Interesting. Does she go to Hawkins High?" Robin leans onto the counter, growing even more curious.

"I can only assume so. Otherwise, why would he not tell me?"

"Maybe she's really old?"

"Doubtful– have you actually met my brother?" Angie pauses and thinks about that statement, "Also, ew."

"Maybe she's a hooker?"

"Have you ever met a sweet hooker?"

"No... I'm out of ideas."

"You know," Steve sides open the back window, "Maybe he just likes her."

"Oh, so you are hiding back there? I thought I smelled that overpowering cologn of yours."

"Why wouldn't I be here? I work here."

"Do you?" She steps closer to the window, "because every time I'm here, you're taking a break, and I'm here quite often. I can't imagine that you're getting much work done from back in your hidey hole."

He stutters, getting momentarily lost in her eyes, "I‐I get plenty of work done back here. There's just so much to do. Speaking of, I have to get back to that."