richie got to work late that morning. it wasn't a daily occurrence, but not one that had never happened.
" fuck, shit, i haven't planned anything." he said.
beverly marsh, teacher of drama, looked up and smiled.
" i'm not surprised."
richie sat down and sipped his coffee. the teachers had to be a minimum of twenty minutes early compared to students anyways, and richie had come in 15 minutes early. enough to atleast get a dose of caffeine.
eddie made his way to the teachers lounge as he did every morning, craving the low quality teacher coffee. he opened the door to see the drama teacher (the only other staff member that could tolerate richie) and richie chatting. he was glad that richie was finally bugging someone else for a change.
he went over to the cupboard for mugs and stood on his tiptoes to reach it (he didn't really need to, but standing on his tiptoes was habit when something wasn't right in front of him). he looked through the mugs until he found his, pulling it out carefully and shutting the cupboard door quietly.
back on his flat feet, eddie headed to the coffee machine.
richie had glanced over as soon as he heard the door open, and watched eddie.
" eds, you didn't even say good morning to me! do you want me to have a bad morning?" he asked, " legend has it a guy died after not being told good morning. you hate me eds." richie pretended to wipe a tear from his eyes. beverly, an actual drama teacher, sighed. his acting was.. not convincing.
eddie glanced over at richie. "if i was going to kill you, richie, i would've done it by now."
" still didn't hear a good morning." richie said. he heard something outside- girls yelling maybe? confused, he looked out of the window.
" oh, shit, eds, come watch! some girls are having a fight! is that mary from my english class? yikes, she looked tougher than she is. that other girl's gonna fuckin' kill her! yowza yowza! greatest moments in history!"
the two girls were at it, trying just about anything from hair pulling to punches. stanley uris was trying to break the whole thing up, and it was obviously it wouldn't work. richie always hyped fights up in the staff room and he knew all the tea about who was dating who and who hated who. he pretended he was unaware though. he even knew what apparently happened at ruby from seventh grade's party the night before ( ' she ACTUALLY played spin the bottle? damn !' ).
eddie set his mug under the machine, making sure the liquid was coming out before walking over to the window richie was at, peering out of it.
he thought it would probably just be two girls having an argument, but this time richie hadn't exaggerated.
"shouldn't we like, go help stan or something?" eddie wasn't really concerned for the girls' physical health, (hopefully) stan wouldn't let it escalate that far, and by now another staff member had also jumped in. most of the other kids were cheering the girls, choruses of "fight, fight, fight!" ringing out across the school campus.
" nah, he'll be fine. he's the principal. all he does is sit around. and i can say that because i've known him for a while." richie hummed. a while was an understatement. they were 'friends' for a few years. friends written with quotations because you could say stanley and richie had a love-hate relationship. and now it's awkward because everybody thinks they're sleeping together. richie no longer went to stanley's office on his own. he wanted to kinda die. stanley was there during richie's emo phase, which in some ways was still not dead. stanley hadn't expected it to last this long. due to his friendship with stanley, richie had gotten away with a lot. especially when it comes to hyping the students fighting. he watched the two girls tug at each other for a while before saying:
" stanley needs to hurry the fuck up and fill me in. i'm so ready. the drama is real. i'm.. like, horny for it, but not sexually."
" excited?" beverly asked.
" yeah." richie nodded and smiled, " that thing."
eddie looked up at richie, wondering for a moment how his brain worked. the word horny came to his mind before excited. eddie shook his head, going back to the coffee machine and turning it off, adding milk to the drink to cool it down and make it taste better. he leaned against the counter, not touching the mug yet. last time he took the coffee directly after it was made, his hands were practically burnt off (not really. eddie was just kept so protected his whole life that he wasn't used to it).
"you can't just go around saying 'horny' when you're in a school. talking about kids," eddie said, making a concerned face at the tall man.
" hey, i can't think of other words." richie shrugged, " i'm just a slut for the drama, my guy. i live for it. it fuels me. it's why i show up to work, honestly."
" not to educate the younger generation?" beverly asked.
" fuck the younger generation, imma be dead." richie shrugged, " and i have another reason to come in."
" what is it?" bev asked.
" to give my sweetheart eddie all my drawings!" richie said and smiled.
eddie rolled his eyes, taking his coffee out from under the machine and holding it close to him. "shut up, richie," eddie has a list of things he would say to richie if he made a dumb remark like that. most of the time it was 'shut up, richie', 'don't call me that', or 'whatever,'. they weren't very effective, but to be honest, eddie couldn't say anything to shut richie up. not a lot of people could.
" i love you too, eddie dear." richie hummed.
"don't call me that," he said, walking over to the window again next to richie to see what the fight had become in the last two minutes.
stanley had gotten the two girls apart, mr.denbrough ( the teacher of physics ) keeping one away and mr. uris keeping the other.
richie cheered for stanley by saying, " i love you, king!"
since students were there, the stozier rumour had been brought up again.
rumours of " did you know they fuck?" rose, and richie rolled his eyes.
" we don't, but okay."
beverly smiled, " even i heard that."
" feel like stanley started them himself." richie joked, " me and stanley? not compatible. i think he hates me. shocking! yowza. everyone loves me."
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