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I think I talk too much
I need to listen, baby
I need to listen, baby
I need to listen good
I think I try too hard

"If you make a fuss out of this I will get up." Richie nodded quickly wrapping his arms around the boy's waist. "Gotchu...afraid everyone thinks you're going to go soft?" Eddie rolled his eyes stealing a chip. "Suck my dick." Beverly laughed. "PDA much?"

Richie shook his head quickly. "Beverly! The very angry cat man said he'd get up if anyone made a fuss out of it." Eddie nodded furrowing his brows glaring at the table in front of him. "Yeah." Stan sat down placing his bag on the table. "So...when did the gremlin join our group?" Richie hummed starting to unpack his book and pencil case. "When I stuck my dick in.-"

"OUCH!"

Richie yelped as a reaction to the boy elbowing him in the gut. "That's embarrassing." Richie nodded groaning, rubbing his forehead on the boy's shoulder. "Embarrassing about me or?" Eddie shook his head. "No! No! It's my business and I don't want it.-" "I was pulling on your leg, dumbass."

Eddie nodded going silent. "Gotchu..." Richie hummed writing down about some maths equations he didn't finish the period before. "So! Stan, where's your little girlfriend?" Stan let out a laugh. "Uh, something about the cheerleading or art club? I'm pretty sure art club." Richie nodded furrowing his eyebrows stuck on a pretty hard question. "Hmm...So she's an art nerd?"

How I look, what I do, what I'm sayin', ah
I spend too much time explainin' myself
I hope there's some time to change it

Eddie hummed flicking the corner of his page. "Beats an actual nerd." Stan laughed taking a sip from his mug slowly. "Thank you, Eddie, couldn't have put it better." Richie pinched his hip lightly mumbling. "Shut up." Eddie squirmed groaning. "I'll kill you,"

Beverly laughed. "He's kinda cool, Richie. Keep sticking your dick in him." Eddie scoffed going to steal a couple of chips from Richies back. "I don't!" Richie laughed flicking the pen back and forward causing little tip taps. "I will Bev, don't worry."

Eddie groaned grabbing his pen. "It's..." Richie looked at him confused. "How the dick did you get that? I'm in the advanced?" Eddie mumbled leaning back. "It's easy?.." Richie shook his head. "It's meant to be hard? That's the entire point of it being hard and advanced classes."

Eddie shrugged. "Well you're being scammed by the American education system, get in line." Beverly let out a quick laugh. "See! I like him! Favourite boyfriend out of all of them, fight me! And he has a thing for turtlenecks! A man who likes turtlenecks has class!"

Richie laughed dropping his head. "Aw, she thinks you chose to." "Shut up," Bill questioned taking his seat on the cold metal table. "Chose what?" Richie answered. "Nothing."

I can taste it, my heart's breakin', please don't say
That you know, when you know
I can't take it, I'm inpatient, tell me baby
Now I know, you should go

Eddie questioned in a whisper tone. "Wanna hang out after school?" Richie shook his head pouting. "Practice, seasons starting up...you could watch?" Eddie groaned leaning back. "Don't be a fucking jock nerd bullshit." Richie laughed pinching his cheek. "We can still hang out after."

Eddie mumbled playing with his own hands still leaning back. "I guess..." Eddie shortly had to go to class and as did the rest, the day went off with boring classes Eddie started making his way to the sports field, he took a seat on the cold mettle bleachers spotting a certain brown-haired boy sitting there as well.

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