strange love .

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STANLEY SLAMS his locker and groans. " what's up with with you? " eddie asks. " my stupid science teacher partnered me with richie-fucking-tozier. " he growled, shoving in his books. " but that doesn't sound bad. " the brunette replies.

" have you even heard of him? " the jewish asks. " uh...no? " stanley scoffed. " he's a jerk and he could make you piss yourself if he even glances at you. " stanley states. " ew- " " oh- i'm not done there. he beats the shit out of kids and gets a lots of detention, he smokes weed and he's ugly as fuck. " stanley added. " i'm guessing that's your opinion at the last part? " eddie chuckles. " stop trying to hook up with a murderer. "

" but the confusing part is... you are scared of him? "

stanley grimaces at the word 'scared'. " no, more like hatred towards him. i could kick him in the balls and have no regrets. " stanley bluntly replied. " he used to be a friend but out of nowhere he's a jerk. shocking, really. " stanley states.

" you used to be friends with him? " eddie grew more curious.

" let's save that story for a next time. " stanley chuckles.

before eddie could respond, the bell interrupted him.

" welp, that's my queue. " stanley sighs. " bye eddie. " he waved.

" bye. "

eddie closed his locker and started making his way down the hallway.

apparently, nobody was rushing to class or anyone was even at the class entrance. eddie found this weird and stirred his face in confusion.

he kept walking, ignoring the awkward tension. a hand then grabbed him by the shoulder and threw him in a room. his breath hitched when he felt cold tiles against his cheek. he quickly got up to be faced by a lanky boy. he sighed of relief. " hi- " " shut it. " the boy snapped. " oh... sorry... " eddie murmured. " you know what i'm going to do kid, don't be surprised. " he said. " i don't... " eddie replied. " well even better. " the boy chuckles. " this would be fun hearing you scream. " eddie gulped.

the boy then start to rummage through his pockets. " shit. i forgot it. " he hissed. " forgot what? " eddie asks. " my pocket knife. " he states. " you're lucky for now... but when i target you again, i'll not have any mercy. " he lowly chuckles.

eddie felt traumatized at the threat. " nice meeting you kid. " he said and walked out the room.

" holy shit- he nearly fucking killed me. " eddie mutters.