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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ˢᵉʷᵉʳˢ
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THE counter top was cold against her warm hands and she rolled back and forth on her heels. The house was unsettling and she couldn't help but hope that they would hurry up and get everything done with at Eddie's house. She could fell the eyes of his mom through the walls in the kitchen. She couldn't help but feel creeped out by the lady.
The cabinets swong open there hands grabbed onto most of the snacks and shoving them into the backpacks they all carried. "Take everything but the delicious deals, guys." Eddie stood by Bill as he looked into the wooden shelving that was full of snacks. "My mom loves them." Renee jumped onto the counter besides them and set both of her hands on her knees listening to the boys speak.
"What ever you say shorty!" She joked kicking his leg playfully. Eddie groaned an rolled his eyes. Renee, even with her being close friends never really talked much. She never found it necessary with the fact that Richie knew what she was thinking by just looking at her hands. She could always have someone speak for her. That's also why Rich and Renee where good when it came to partners in school, he could do all the talking and she could do all the work.
Leaning against his counter, his elbow touching Renee's leg and pale skin, his eyes darted nervously back and forth. "Hey, first you said the barrens and now you say the sewer. I mean what if we get caught?" Eddie's eyes filled with fear for a slit second as he peeked around the corner at his mom who sat watching tv and painting her fingers.
"We won't, Ed's. The sewers are public works, we're the public a-aren't we?" Bill slightly stutter out, reassuring Eddie as he zipped up his backpack. Eddie nodded and the Raven haired teen patted him on the head with a smile.
Boredom coursed through him as he started to look through the other wooden cabinets. The creaking of the old cabinets traveled through the kitchen. He eyed the bottle of pills piled onto the shelves and lost interest quickly in whatever was in the pill bottles. Jumping on the counter his butt knocked over a bottle and he watched it roll before letting out a snort and wrapping his hand around them. "Eddie are these your birth control pills?" Richie cracked up at his own joke and ignored the fact that his short friend ripped the round bottle from his hand and listened to it shake.
