*Time skip to the middle of October*
Beverly let out an excited squeal as she set her lunch tray down on the table beside her friends. "Are you guys excited for Halloween?!" She asked, sitting down.
"That's the hundredth tuh-time you've ah-ah-asked us that, B-Beverly." Bill stated, taking a bite out of his pizza.
Beverly rolled her eyes and grinned. "I know, but it's such a fun holiday! Dressing up, eating candy, horror movies!" She let out another excited squeal.
"You say every holiday is a fun holiday." Eddie said, smiling at the enthusiastic girl.
"Because they all are. New Years Eve, Valentines, Fourth Of July, Easter, Christmas, ah!"
"Well ol' Stanny Boy over here doesn't celebrate Christmas, do ya old chap?" Richie spoke up, leaning across the table to slap Stan on the arm playfully.
Stan let out a sigh. "No, I celebrate Hanukkah instead. You all know that."
"What are the rules of Hanukkah again, Stanny?" Richie asked, a smile playing at his lips.
"Well it starts on the twenty-fifth of Kislev, and-" Stan cut himself off when he heard snoring sounds come from Richie, and as he looked up he saw Richie's head back and his mouth open, making loud fake snoring sounds.
"Sorry, was that holiday invented before fun?" Richie said before getting mashed potatoes slung at him and getting it stuck on his glasses.
"Oh-okay you two, that's eh-eh-eh-enough." Bill interrupted the two's bickering.
"What are you guys being for Halloween?" Beverly spoke up once everyone had quieted down. "I'm being a vampire."
"Z-Z-Zombie." Bill stuttered.
"Werewolf." Richie chimed in.
"Mummy." Ben said as he stared into Beverly's hazel eyes.
"Ghost." Stan said, not taking his eyes off of the book he was reading.
Everyone then turned their gazes, except Stan, upon Eddie, who hadn't said anything the entire time.
"What about you Ed's? What are you gonna be?" Beverly asked, smiling.
"You guys really think my mom is gonna let me go trick-or-treating?" Eddie argued. "Plus don't you think we're all a bit old for that? We're sixteen..."
"Who said anything about trick-or-treating?" Richie retorted. "Can't we dress up for fun? We're all just gonna have a small costume party up at ol' homeschoolers barn."
"Oh, sorry." Eddie apologized. "I still don't know if I'll be able to go."
"Sneak out." Richie suddenly blurted out, pinching himself for his own stupidity.
"What?!" Eddie screeched. "Do you know what my mom would do if she found out I snuck out?! I'm barely allowed to go to school!"
"Chillax Spaghetti, I can district your mom. If you know what I mean." Richie winked and bumped shoulders with Eddie.
"Number one, don't ever call me spaghetti again. Number two, that's disgusting. She's my mom!"
Richie laughed, and suddenly met eyes with Ben. Ben had a grin on his face and he shook his head. You two really are meant for each other. Ben thought, chuckling to himself as he continued to eat his Twinkie his mother had packed for him.
