soulmates // reddie

nueve.

eddie was in fact not in school the next morning. betty was, but she was much less interesting to talk to. today was more fun facts about george washington, and surprisingly they weren't that fun.

of course the rest of the day was completely boring and sad ,, including stan and his new best friend absent from the spot. beverly had no capri-sun for richie, causing his mood to plummet even further. 

the two spent their lunch period braiding each other's hair, although richie didn't do a very good job. he was halfway through her second braid when the bell rang, and beverly RAN to class. 

she didn't even say goodbye :(

richie, who's mood had gotten even worse, walked through the crowded halls, trying to remove one of the stupid hair-ties that had somehow knotted itself in his hair. he probably should of brushed it today. 

he exited through the back door of the school, and continued battling with his hair over the neon pink hair-tye. 

he finally tugged the thing free, pumping his fist in victory. he then attempted to punt it across the dewy field, but completely missed it, and kicked the air as the piece of elastic hit the newly wet grass. stupid sprinklers.

he heard the snort of someone he knew. he slowly turned around, and there! 

at the table! 

eddie kaspbrack!

 play it cool richie you idiot sandwich

"uhhh you weren't in class this morning?" he said, readjusting his too-heavy backpack to his left shoulder, the right aching. he sat across from him once more, taking note of how eddie looked at the table instead of the person in front of him.

he would of assumed eddie would show the signs of someone who had been sick for a while, but the kid looked perfectly fine. maybe a little tired, but healthy.

"my mom said- uhm, i mean, i had a fever so i had to stay home." 

"jeez, you must have been super sick to stay home for basically 5 years." richie said, twisting the second hairtie in circles around his wrist. this one was a neon purple, similar to barney. man richie hated barney.

"not really." eddie replied, picking at his cuticles. 

his nail polish was completely gone, no sign it had ever been there. which was strange , considering nail polish usually lasts way longer then like, a week. maybe he bought a super cheap brand.

"i came late today. my fever finally went away yesterday, but my mother wanted to make sure it didn't come back today. thats why i wasn't in class. if you were wondering." 

eddie talks really fast. richie thought.

and out it came.

"you talk super fast, kinda like those infomercial guys, you know the ones, like viagra and shit. what does viagra even do? i dont get it. if you wanted to i bet you could get a job doing the voiceover at the end of them. viagra commercials of course. did you see that youtube video of the guy who could sing that one song by michael jackson in like, fifeteen seconds? i bet if you train hard enough you could bring it down to like, ten. oh wait there's no way you've seen the video, you don't have a phone." 

word vomit.

dang it.

richie thought he had gotten that under control. guess the frick not.

eddie stared at richie for a moment, his eyes wide, his lips slightly parted. 

"uhhh.. i have a phone...?" eddie said, and then he began to laugh. "you just talked like ten times faster then i did just then!" he cried, laughing harder.

richie was shocked. usually people got annoyed with him halfway through his word vomits, his parents usually shushing him halfway through, leaving his inner voice continuing on and on. 

so richie grinned back, shrugging.

"you can't beat me in anything! talking fast, classwork, a-"

"classwork?! you're the one who couldn't figure out how to spell definitely!"

richie gasped in fake offense.

"wow! i can't believe you would bring that up. i am so hurt." he sniffed loudly.

eddie opened his mouth to respond when a phone started to ring. richie quickly looked at his own, no calls, texts or anything of the sort. oh wait, dream posted another minecraft video. 

when he looked up from his blank phone he saw eddie holding a very old decrepit phone to his ear. richie could tell it was cracked all over, but at least it was an iphone, and not one of those sad blackberry ones.

"yes?" he said quietly, biting his paintless nails one by one. "uh huh... sure. i'll be there in a bit. bye." eddie tapped the end call button.

richie assumed it was his mother, and he was proven right when eddie said

"uhm, do you have any idea where keene's pharmacy is?"

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yaaaay they're going 2 have an adventure woooohooooo

anywayz i hope u liked the chapter sorry i took 100000 years and if u didn't notice im literally making this up as i go which ok isn;t the best thing to do but do i care? nope bahaha

and as usual, if u find anything wrong w this chapter (grammar typos story issues etc) ,, let me know and i will fix them !!!

i love u so much have a wonderful day and goodbye!!!! mwahmwahmwahhh