《one || eddie kaspbrak [1]》🎈 |chapter three| 🎈
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JUNE 24, 1989
- - Rylee Tozier - -
Right now, we're riding our bikes with the new kid on the back of Bills bike. Eddies been ranting on about diseases we can get, like always.
"I think it's great we're helping the new kid, but we also need to think of our own safety. I mean, he's bleeding all over and you guys do know there's an aids epidemic happening right now as we speak, right? My moms friend in New York City got it from touching a dirty pole in the subway. And a drop of aids blood got into her system through a hangnail. A hangnail you guys!" he goes on as we turned into an alley, "And you can amputate legs and arms. But how can you amputate a waist?!"
Bill helped Ben sit down on a wooden crate, and Eddie kept talking. "You guys do know that alleys are known for dirty aids infested needles, you do know that right?"
"Oh no we're all gonna die!" I said dramatically, waving my arms around in the air
"You know what Tozier-" Eddie started but was cut off by me
"What Kaspbrak?" I asked, walking towards him slowly
"We could all actually-" Eddie was cut off again, but this time by Bill.
"Cut it out you two. We gotta help the new kid. Richie, stay here." Bill then turned to me as if he was debating on me coming or not "Cmon."
I followed the boys into the store, I already saw Mr. Keene looking at me, he's such a perv. Eddie walked into an aisle and grabbed multiple things from the shelf "C-C-Can we afford all that?" Bill asked
Stanley pulled out a few dollar bills "This is all we've got."
Eddie groaned, "You gotta be kidding me."
I watched Bills face change, as if he got an idea, he turned to Eddie, "Wait, you have an account here, right?"
"If my mom finds out I bought all this stuff for myself, I'll be spending the rest of the weekend in the emergency room getting x-rayed." Eddie explained
I rolled my eyes, just then, Beverly walked into the aisle and hid a package behind her back, I knew what it was, tampons. "You ok?" Bill asked her
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"I'm fine. What's wrong with you?" she asked
"None of your business." Stanley said, he's one of the ones that actually believes the rumours that go around about her, even though he didn't believe the ones about me.
"There's a kid outside, looks like someone killed him." Eddie told her
"W-We need s-s-s-some supplies b-but we don't have enough m-m-m-money." Bill said
Beverly and I exchanged glances, we both g out the same idea. "We can help with that." I said walking up to Beverly, linking my arm with hers, walking up to the counter.
I took Beverly's package out of her hands and on the counter, where the boys couldn't see it. I leaned on the counter and pushed a piece of my hair behind my ear, I saw Mr. Keene look at me with a certain look in his eyes, perv.
"I love your glasses, Mr. Keene." Beverly said
"I think you look just like Clark Kent." I added
"Oh." he chuckled "I don't know about that girls."
"Can I try them? Rylee won't let me wear hers." Beverly asked him
"Hm, sure." Mr. Keene said, and passed Beverly the glasses
I glanced back at the boys and they were watching us, waiting for the signal, I mouthed 'wait' to them, and they nodded
"What to you think?" Beverly asked
"How 'bout that. You look just like Lois Lane." Mr. Keene told her, flirting, god this man is disgusting.
"Really?" Beverly asked
"Uh-huh." Mr. Kenne said
"Lemme see 'em." I took the glasses from Beverly and took my own off, placing Mr. Kennes glasses on my face, "How do I look?" I asked Mr. Keene, who was eyeing me like I was a piece of food.
"You look great." Mr. Keene said with a creepy smile
"Thanks Mr. Keene, but I-" I knocked over the stand of cigarettes while passing him his glasses back, "I am soo sorry."
He put his glasses on and bent down to pick up the cigarettes, "Oh that's quite alright, sweetheart."
Bev and I looked back at the boys and I mouthed 'now' the boys stumbled out of the store, supplies in hand, I chuckled and grabbed two packs of cigarettes, one for me, and one for Bev.
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Beverly paid for her package of tampons, and she and I left the store, back to where the boys were, but Bev stayed back a bit longer to talk with Bill
"Where's my sister!" I heard Richie yell from around the corner
"Jesus Richie, calm down, I'm right here." I said as I walked up to the group of boys,
Richie nodded and smiled a little bit, he's always been protective over me, even though i'm the oldest, by a few minutes, but it still counts. "Just suck the wound!" Richie told Eddie, who was trying to patch up the 'H' carved into the new kids stomach.
"I need to focus right now." Eddie said, still trying to focus on the new kid, who I still don't know the name to, injury
"You need to focus?" Richie presses on
"Yeah. Can you go get me something?" Eddie asked, to no one in particular
"Jesus! What do you need?" Stanley asked
"Go get me my bifocals, they're in my second fannypack." Eddie said
I started laughing at two things, he wears bifocals, and he was not one, but TWO fannypacks! "Why do you have two fannypacks, as if one doesn't already make you look silly" I said between laughs
"Ha. Ha. Seriously go get them, I need to focus and it's a long story."
"I don't wanna hear it." I said and calmed myself before passing him his bifocals.
"Oh god. Oh god he's bleeding! OH MY GOD!!" Stanley over exaggerates a lot
"Jesus christ calm down Stan" I said to the boy, "You're not two." I finished
"Ben from soch?" Beverly asked, walking into the alley towards the new kid, which I'm assuming is Ben
Eddies still trying to put the bandage on Bens cut up stomachs, "You have to suck the wound before you apply the bandaid, this is 101." Richie said
"You don't know what you're talking about."
"Are you okay? That looks like it hurts.." Beverly said looking at Ben
"Oh, no, I'm good." he pulled his shirt down, "just fell."
"Yeah right into Henry Bowers." Richie and I said
"S-S-Shut it, you two." Bill snapped
"Why? It's the truth." Richie exclaimed
"You sure that got the.. right stuff, to fix you up?" Beverly asked Ben, and winked at him
"You know, w-w-we'll take care of him. Uh, t-t-t-thanks again Beverly, and you t-too Ry." Bill said
Richie gave me a weird look and I said "I'll tell you in a second"
"Sure. Maybe I'll see you around." Beverly said, starting to walk away
"Yeah, w-we were all t-t-thinking o-of going to th-th-the q-q-qu-quarry tomorrow. If y-you wanna c-come." Bill stuttered out, he stuttered a lot more in that sentence than he usually does
"Good to know, thanks." Beverly said, waving to us as she walked away
Once Beverly was gone Stanley turned to Richie and I, "Nice going you two. Bringing up Bowers in front of her."
Eddie stood up, "Yeah dude, you heard why she did."
Ben looked up, he was obviously confused "What'd she do?"
"More like who'd she do. From what I hear the lists longer than my wang." Richie said motioning to his crotch
I elbowed Richie in the side and said "Not the time" I still can't believe he'd believe those rumours, even after rumours went around about me, he'd still believe them about someone else.
"That's not saying much." Stanley mumbled
"T-T-They're just rumours." Bill said
"Yeah, i can't believe you guys would even think the things they say are true." I said
The boys looked at me, a guilty look in their eyes, except for Ben because he wouldn't know. "Anyway, Bill has her back in third grade. They kissed during the school play, the reviews said you can't fake that sort of passion!" Richie said, somewhat changing the subject "Now pip pip and tally-ho my good fellows!" Richie did his british accent
"I do believe this chap requires our utmost attention! Get in there Doctor K. Come on, fix him up!" I said in my own british accent, pushing Eddie towards Ben again
"Why don't you just shut the fuck up, Einstein's, because I actually know what i'm doing. And I don't need or want you doing the British Guy on me right now." Eddie said, starting to fix Bens cut again
"Suck the wound! Get in there!" Richie and I yelled at Eddie, still doing our terrible British accents
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