Richie walked up the stairs to the public school doors. A cool breeze of air caught him of gaurd and he slipped on the concrete stairs. His forehead smacked against the concrete and his already broken glasses snapped in half. "Fuck." Richie groaned.
A kid with light curly hair ran up to Richie. "You okay?" Said the mysterious boy. "Here's your glasses. They're broken." The boy handed Richie his glasses.
"I'm okay." Richie brushed off the injury. "You should go to the nurse. I'll take you." Richie smiled at the nameless boy's offer. Richie gets to see Eddie.
"Fourth day! I'm amazed!" Mrs. Nelson shouted. "Eddie!" Mrs. Nelson called for the short boy.
"Richie? Hey Stan!" The boy, Stan, waved at Eddie. "What happened today Richie?" Eddie asked. "Smacked my head on the concrete. Do you have any tape? My glasses broke." Richie asked. Eddie handed Richie pink decorative tape with little flowers.
Richie quickly wrapped his glasses and placed the repaired glasses on his face. "Good as new." Richie chuckled.
"Thanks for bringing him here Stan." Eddie thanked. "It's no problem Eddie." Stan reassured before walking out the nurse's office.
"Listen boys. I got to go pick up some papers. I trust you two, don't break anything." Mrs. Nelson warned before leaving the office.
Eddie examined the large gash on Richie's forehead. "This is really bad Rich." Eddie let the nickname slip without even thinking about it. Eddie blushed. "You're allowed to call me Rich, but I'm not allowed to call you Eds?" Richie teased. "Shut up. I'm trying to fix your forehead." Eddie said.
Richie stared at Eddie's face. They were so close. "You have pretty eyes." Richie commented. Eddie stepped back and blushed. "I... Thank you." Eddie brushed it off and continued to exam Richie's wound.
"You have nice eyes too." Eddie muttered. "It's about time you said that. I walk around with these gorgeous eyes and no one says fucking anything!" Richie rambled. "Just, shut up and take the compliment." Eddie said. Eddie led Richie into a seperate room.
"Oh? Taking me to a back roon? Going to seduce me?" Richie teased. "Shut up." Eddie threatened. "Make me." Richie fired back. "I am not going to make you shut up you pig. Sit down." Eddie demanded. Richie obeyed and sat on the small amount of counter space.
"This will sting." Eddie warned as he got in between Richie's swinging legs. Eddie rubbed the cotton pad full of liquid on Richie's forehead. Richie flinched at the sting. But, he clinched his teeth and stayed as still as he could.
Eddie sighed as he walked to a drawer and dug around in it. "What's your deal?" Eddie asked. "What do you mean Eddie spaghetti?" Richie questioned. "I can't tell if you are ever actually flirting with me." Eddie admitted. "What do you think I'm doing?" Richie asked. "I can't tell." Eddie answered. Richie hummed. Richie never gave Eddie an answer to his question.
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