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Eddie

"Watch out!"

I gasped taking in a sharp breath. A boy riding a skateboard wrecked to keep from hitting me.

Eddie: I'm so sorry!

I held out my hand and he took it, getting up and dusting off his shorts.

Richie: What the fuck!

Eddie: Language!

Richie: Whom the fuck?

I shook my head and sighed

Eddie: I'm really sorry I didn't see you coming—

Richie

I looked down at the small boy who was clearly flustered. I smiled and ruffled his hair

Richie: Don't worry about it...

He fixed his hair and looked up at me, giving me a shy smile. I looked at the house he came out of and gasped

Richie: You live here?! Your ghost boy?!

Eddie: Ghost Boy...?

Richie: Everyone says this is the house with a mysterious boy. That must be you! I've never seen you around

Eddie: Oh... well I don't ever come outside

Richie: Ever?

He nodded and looked down. If he never comes outside he must not have friends

Richie: I'm Richie. A.K.A Trash Mouth

He shook my hand and smiled

Eddie: I'm Eddie Kaspbrak

He smiled widely and I smiled back. He looked down again and gasped

Eddie: Oh no! Your knee!

I looked down and sure enough there was a trail of blood running down my leg

Richie: Chill bro it's just blood

Eddie: You could get an infection! Let me fix it!

Before I could refuse he took my wrist and pulled me into his house, closing the door behind him. I looked around at the oddly clean house

Richie: Nice place

Eddie: Thank you

I sat down on his plush couch and he rummaged through a small first aid kit.

Richie: So... do you really never leave this house?

Eddie: Only to go to the pharmacy. Just now was the first time I went out on my own.

My eyes widened in shock

Richie: How can you live like that?!

I covered my mouth with my hand, not meaning for those words to come out

Richie: I'm sorry—

Eddie: It's Fine. I just stay positive!

He looked up at me and gave me a toothy grin. I smiled as he put a band aid on my cut

Richie: Your alright for a mystery boy

Eddie: Thanks?

Richie: Well I've gotta go. Tell your mom I had a good time last night

Eddie: Why would I tell her that? Do you know her?

I cocked my head to the side

Richie: You don't get it?

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