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Summer Daze

Summer was the best part of the year. It meant no school, no bullies, and for Eddie Kaspbrak, a whole three months to photograph anything and everything.

He had moved to Derry in March when his father died. It was difficult enough to cope, but his mother had to make it even harder by moving to a new town where he knew no one and there were even more bullies than were in New York. For a small town, the asshole population was at an all time high.

The only joy Eddie found was in photography. For a shit town, Derry was a nice place to take pictures of. His father had bought him the old Nikon camera he had, and Eddie adored it. He'd had it for years, but kept it in pristine condition.

It was the beginning of June when Eddie decided to pull himself out of his place of self pity and take his camera out. The last picture he had was of him and his father. They were both smiling widely, Eddie holding up the fish that he'd caught when they went to the lake. He'd bugged him mom to get it developed, so it now sat framed on his desk.

"This day is for you dad," Eddie said quietly to the picture, pulling on a pair of shorts and a polo.

He knew his dad wouldn't want him to lay inside and hate his life. He'd want Eddie to be outside, enjoying life, making friends, doing something.

Eddie just had to be willing to do it.

He was able to slip past his mom, who was asleep on the recliner in the living room. Down the road Eddie walked, his bag holding his camera, his inhaler, ten dollars, and a small bag of cookies.

He walked to the wooded area of Derry, admiring the way the sun cut through the trees. Yet, Eddie Kaspbrak wasn't just any photographer. He wasn't going to waste precious storage on a random tree and sun picture.

He continued to walk through the woods taking in the sights. The scenery was nice, and Eddie found himself getting lost in the beauty. Once he lost his dad, he hadn't payed much attention to the beauty in the world. It was like a grey storm cloud had overcome everything good in his life and turned it to a stormy, dark depression.

The air was warm, and eventually Eddie came across a clearing above some kind of lake. There was a log near it, so Eddie decided to go sit down and take in the warmth of the outside world. He was usually much tanner, but he had barely gone outside in months, making his usual tan much less obvious.

He leaned against the log, looking up at the clear, blue sky. There were clouds far away, so Eddie wasn't worried about taking cover anytime soon. There was no way those storm clouds would reach Derry for a couple of hours.

A loud cackle pulled Eddie's attention from the sky. He recognized the sound, but couldn't pinpoint it. Eddie leapt behind the log as the sound got louder, not sure how he'd react to seeing other people. He hadn't interacted with anyone besides his mother in months.

"Come on, Stan! We all heard you!" came the owner of the obnoxious laughter.

"I did not! You're such an asshole, Richie!" came an annoyed voice.

Eddie peaked over the log and saw the laughing boy, Richie, double over in laughter when his friend, Stan, tried to punch him.

"Stan, Staniel, Keeper of Keys, my dear best friend-"

"Richie!"

"We all heard you, man! There's no shame in it," Richie said, though he was still laughing.

Eddie narrowed his eyes curiously. "What the fuck?" he whispered, but it was clearly louder than he'd anticipated.

Stan and Richie looked over at Eddie's hiding place and caught sight of him trying to duck behind the log again.