《one || eddie kaspbrak [1]》🎈|chapter twenty|🎈
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SEPTEMBER 1, 1989
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"ITS ALMOST TIME FOR SCHOOL TO START AGAIN! HOW CAN I CALM DOWN?!" Rylee screamed as all of the losers rode down the street to the quarry, it was the day Beverly would be leaving for Portland and they all wanted to spend the time they could with her
"Rylee, there's still six days left of summer after today, and schools not that bad," Stanley laughed at his friend
"It's SCHOOL!" Rylee whined "Snarky comments from teachers, food dumped on me at lunch, extremely boring classes that we learn absolutely nothing from,"
"Rylee," Eddie trued to cut off Rylee rambling but she didn't listen
"Stupid rumours passed around about you, confusing ass work, stupid assignments," Rylee continued
"Rylee!" tried again
"Annoying girls constantly flirting with boys, annoying girls blowing bubbles with their gum,"
"Ry!" Eddie yelled
"Stupid and confusing math questions, stupid newcomers thinking they're better than everyone,"
"Baby!" Eddie shouted
"Stu-" Rylee cut herself off "Yes baby?"
"She stops to that?!" Stanley yelled
"Yeah i stop to that too, quick someone call me babe," Richie joked and batted his eyelashes
"Oh shut up," Rylee whined "I didn't realize i was rambling"
"Yeah and your baby cakes over here had to calm you down," Richie joked
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Once the group got to the quarry they all dropped their bikes and sat down on a large rock
Rylee pulled her bag off of her shoulder and everyone watched her, "I uh, i made something a while ago, for the losers club, we'll before Bev, Ben, and Mike joined, so Stan, Eddie, Richie, and Bill, close your eyes."
The four boys obeyed and Rylee pulled out the first drawing she'd drawn of the original losers club in a frame, showing Beverly, Ben, and Mike before she placed it on the ground in front of Bill, Eddie, Richie, and Stan.
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To say Beverly, Ben and Mike were impressed was an understatement, their mouth were agape and their eyes were wide with amazement
"Okay, on the count of three, open your eyes," Rylee said "one.. two.."
"Wait!" Stanley called out, "Are we opening our eyes on three, or after three?"
"On three, Stanley." Rylee replied "Okay now, one.. two.. three!"
The four boys opened their eyes and looked down at the drawing "Holy shit Rylee this is amazing!" Stanley smiled
"It looks amazing!" Eddie smiles
"She's the talented one," Richie mumbled then smiled "this drawing is better than all the others, Ry!"
"Woah, this is a-a-awesome Rylee, thank you!" Bill smiled and ran up to hug her "Where will we put it?"
"I was thinking.. our house?"
"Yeah, that's a g-g-good idea but what about the r-r-rest of the club, I-I think they'd want to see it too.."
"Well I made only one of us five, but.. i made two of these.." she smiled pulling out two identical drawings of the completed losers club
"I'm giving this one to Beverly, for her to remember us, and i was hoping we could put the other in the clubhouse?"
"That's a g-good idea, h-h-ha-hand it over," Bill smiled as Rylee handed him one of the drawings of bathe complete losers club,
Rylee then smiled at Beverly as they heard a car honking, must be her aunt. Rylee handed the drawing to Beverly and tried to smiled but they both burst out sobbing, "imgonnamissyousofuckingmuchyouremhbestfriendandiloveyousosososomuch" Rylee cried into Beverlys shoulder
"imgonnamissyoualottooryleeohmygodyoiremybestfruendiliveyousosososomuchidontwannaleaveyou," Beverly cries into Rylees hair
The boys all looked at them with weirded out looks as the girls spoke extremely and only Rylee and Beverly could understand what eachother were saying
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"What the fuck are they saying..?" Richie leaned over and asked Eddie
"I have no fucking clue," Eddie whispered back
"Girls.." All the boys mumbled at the same time
"igonnamissyou" Rylee continued crying and the girls pulled away from the hug
the girls only stopped the hug for a s ed ind before burying our crying again into each others arms "imgonnamissyoutooitsgonnabeseboringwithoutyou," Beverly cried
"How do they understand eachother.." Ben mumbled
When the girls finally pulled apart for the second time, Beverly went around the room and gave the boys each a hug telling them that she'd miss them
when Beverly got to Bill, she turned and made sure no one was looking, which they weren't looking because they were too busy trying to calm Rylee down, and Beverly gave Bill a hug then pulled away and looked into his eyes, then slowly leaned in and kissed him. Bill kissed back for a few seconds then broke the kiss "I'm gonna miss you s-so much, Bev"
"Me too," Beverly frowned, "But hey, Rylee has my new number, call me anytime." Beverly smiled as she walked back to the group of boys trying to calm down Rylee
Rylee looked up at Beverly and ran to her again, embracing her in a bear hug, "Oh here we go again!" Richie groaned, throwing his hands in the air
"Please don't leave me with all the boys," Rylee laughed as she hugged Beverly tightly
"I wish i could stay, I really do,"
"They're talking normal again," Stan observed
"fuckidontwantyoutoleaveialreadymissyoubevpleasestay" Rylee cries
"You jinxed it," Eddie nudged Stan
"youknowidontwanttoleaveryleebutihavetookaypleasedontmakemefeelmoreguiltythanialreadyfeel," Beverly cries with Rylee, hugging her tighter
"If they hug eachother any tighter one of them will explode, I swear to god," Mike mumbled
"I was thinking the same thing," Richie laughed as he nudged Mikes side
"imsorryifimmakingyoufeelguiltyijustdontwannaloseyou," Rylee cried
"Anyone e-e-else think t-t-they kinda sound like turkeys?" Bill asked the group of boys, making Richie laugh hysterically
"idontwannaloseyoueitherryleeiloveyousomuchbutihavwtoleavenowimsorryimgonnamissyou," Beverly let go of the hug and looked at Rylee
"Call me every day possible." Rylee pointed a finger at Beverly, "If you don't I swear to god i'll go up to Portland myself and shove the goddamn phone right up your-"
"Okay, okay, I get it. I'll call you every Wednesday and every Friday, how does that sound?"
"Good," Rylee smiled and wrapped her arms around Beverly one last time before letting her out of the hug, then she held out her pinkie, "pinkie promise?"
"Pinky promise," Beverly smiled and linked their pinkie fingers together then let his and walked down the path to her aunt,
"Fuck i'm gonna miss her," Rylee frowned
Eddie wrapped an arm around Rylees shoulders and frowned, "We all will Ry,"
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