“Who wrote that?” Richie grabbed Eddie’s cast-covered arm, staring at the largely written letters on it. LOSER. He looked up at Eddie, who almost seemed embarrassed. But it had obviously upset him.
“Just some girl,” Eddie mumbled and looked to the side. Richie observed him closely, and he desperately wanted to make him feel better. Richie took his backpack off of his shoulder and let it fall to the ground. He opened it, and dug around the mess of papers.
“You know, you really should try organizing better,” Eddie said as he looked down at him.
“I know, Eds, I know,” Richie replied with a small eye roll. He pulled out a red sharpie and stood back up,
“What are you doing?”
“This is the only one I have, but it’ll have to do, I guess.” Richie took the cap off with his teeth, and started to write a large “V” over the “S” in “LOSER” so it spelled “LOVER” instead. Richie looked back up at Eddie, to see that he was looking directly at him. “See? Much better.”
“Yeah. Uh, thanks.” Eddie smiled. He looked up at Richie, and Richie looked back at him. There was a little moment, a little spark.
“Now let's go. We gotta brainstorm how we’re gonna kill this fucking clown.”
the other parts will be a lot longer I promise, this was just like a before, ig -kizzy
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the summers after [reddie]
Fanfictionwhat happened after the summer of 1989? everything that happens leads back up to the losers club reunion
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