Chapter Eight

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^Ed's POV^

          I woke up, my mom yelling for me to get breakfast. I slowly get up, walking down the stairs, and siting in my chair at the table. I ate the flavorless oatmeal, wishing for something else. I would kill for a coffee right about now. Oh yeah, today's Monday. God I wish the weekend would last forever. For summer to start again. I finished, went up stairs and got dressed, brushed my teeth and hair, took my meds that I didn't even need, and made sure I had all of my stuff. Suddenly there was a knock on the front door. I hear my mom, but I can't make out anything she's saying.

          I quickly run down stairs to see some black curly hair over my moms shoulder. Richie. I walk over and Rich's face lights up with excitement. "Eddie, do you want to walk with him? You don't have to, I'm not forcing you and neither is he" My mom always had a thing against Richie, and I never really knew why. "Yeah, sure i'd like that" She gives me a face, but nods. "Bye mom," I say starting to walk out the door. "Eddie, aren't you forgetting something?" She asked tapping her cheek. I sigh and get on my tippy toes, and she leans down. I give her a small kiss on the cheek, and walk out.

          When I close the door, Richie bursts out laughing, and I whip my mouth. "Man! Your mom still makes you kiss her cheek!?" he laughs, and i eye him. "oh shut up!" i yell at him smiling. we both look at each other. "when it's almost the end of first period, go the the boys bathroom for our grade, ok?" i give him a puzzled look and he just grins. "trust me," i nod. we walk together in silence. not the bad awkward kind, but the soft nice kind. "wanna take a short cut?" he asked giving me a toothy grin. "yeah, sure" i say following him behind a few houses, into a small alleyway.

i feel his hand brush against mine, and i hear him hold his breath. he brushes his hand against mine again. he breaths out a loud sigh. "u-uh do you maybe wanna... you know..." he said looking down. i don't think. i quickly grab his hand, pushing my fingers through gaps in between his. i can feel his eyes and smile on me. i look behind us to see if anyone is there, but of course, no one. this was his plan i'm guessing, to take me back here and hold my hand. i thought it was sweet, him wanting to hold my hand. i look over at him, his cheeks a light pink tint. we continue to walk all the way to the end of the ally. he turns to me and pulls our hands up, kissing my hand. i give him a smile, and he smiles at me. he let go and whips his hands on his jeans.

"you ready?" he asked pulling his backpack up more on his back. I nod and begin to walk out of the ally. we continue to walk, as a crowd of kids began to form around them. they walked into the crowded school, trying to find their friends. they found stan and bill at their lockers, talking and smiling. "heyo big b-b-b-bill," richie said smiling at them. "hi richie." bill said looking over at them. "are you guys gonna go to the fall dance?" stan asked both of them. "wh-what?" eddie asked, looking over at richie. "what's up with you eddie? all i did was ask if you were going to go," stan said, looking over at bill. "i don't know, dances are pretty stupid if you ask me," richie said, giving a bored look.

          the bell rang and we spilt up to go to our classes. i walked to science, and sat down in my normal seat, behind so tall kid with brown hair. i couldn't really see like always, so i just sat there. science class always went by slow, so it would take forever until the end of first core. i wonder why richie wants me to go in the bathroom anyways.

(i'm gonna do everything in lowercase so i can update a little fast :) )

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