the perfect pair - reddie

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i sit at the losers club lunch table, stabbing at my food with my fork. all of my friends are talking about their stupid valentines, which i never really cared about. partially because theyre just annoying and hard to deal with, and partially because i cant ever get one.

no matter how hard i try, no matter who i ask, nothing. i havent had a valentine in my whole 14 years of living. it sucks.

"so, eddie, do you have your eyes on anyone?"

bev says, obviously teasing me. this day is off to a great start.

"not right now... why do you care anyways?"

i snap right back, still looking down at my tray. im so hungry, but im not eating this shit school food. i usually bring my own lunch, but i forgot it today. because, of course, i had to wake up late.

bev rolls her eyes at me and starts talking to bill. good, i didnt want to talk to her anyways.

they all go back to talking. usually, id make a snarky remark at richie or one of the other boys just for laughs, but i dont really feel like it. probably because of all the love in the air this week.

"its okay, eddie... youll find someone one day."

stan elbows me and smiles.

i sigh and roll my eyes. i dont even want to think about who that someone would be. ive had crushes in the past, sure, but all of them are way out of my league. plus, all of them are guys.

if you didnt notice already, im bisexual. but my friends dont know that. they just think that i cant get a girlfriend, for some weird reason. ive never even mentioned liking girls, even though i do. i definitely like guys the most, though, but i wouldnt mind dating a girl. i think theyre real pretty.

"hey, rich, whos your valentine? you said youd have one by wednesday."

i say, to direct all the pity and teasing off of me. everyone looks to richie, obviously waiting for his response. richie bet ten dollars to all of us that he could get a valentine by the 14th. that was 3 months ago, and he still hasnt found one.

richies face turns into one of shock and embarrassment. he obviously didnt think this one through.

"im sure ill find one by next week. besides, who wouldnt want to get with this hottie?"

i physically cringe. richie is my best friend, but god, he can really make a whole room uncomfortable. i fold my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes in his direction.

"oh, really? id love to see it. if not, you have to spend sixty dollars on us."

i snicker, and the whole group starts to aswell.  richie lets out a scoff and starts to eat his food.

finally, ive silenced that trashmouth of his. he really thinks he can get away with everything, huh? not on my watch.

the bell finally rings for our next class. we all get up, say our goodbyes or whatever, and collect our things.

except, richie seems weird.

hes quiet, which is obviously the first red flag. just think about it, when is richie seriously quiet? second, he keeps zoning out when were trying to talk to him.

hes never like this, and it makes me nervous. is he thinking about something? is he planning something? who knows whats going on in richie toziers mind.

anyways, ill save you the boredom. i finish the rest of the school day without any problems. me and richie live semi close to eachother, so i wait outside for him everyday to walk home.