I take my time going to study hall. It was just a free period after all, and I'm not feeling too enthusiastic about facing Eddie right now. As I step into the classroom, the class seems to quiet down a bit. A few seconds pass before they start up their chatter a bit. The teacher pays me no mind as I walk past his desk and towards Eddie, Richie, Stan and Mike.

Mike notices me first, giving me a smile and small wave. Then, the others notice. Richie elbows Eddie and smirks, Eddie glares and the boy and nudges him back.

"Hey, Ally." Stan says, smiling softly as I take a seat in the desk beside him. "Hey Stany."

"Ah, Eddie." Richie begins, "I've met some pricks in my time, but you my friend, are the fucking cactus." I laugh lightly, turning to face the two. Eddie rolls his eyes at the trash mouth. "Ally..." Eddie mumbles, "I'm sorry that what I said offended you, but I still stand by it–"

"–Once an asshole, always an asshole" Richie cuts in. I roll my eyes and chuckle a little.

"Well you don't know anything about them. So, quit acting like you do. You say they judge you without even knowing you, but what the hell are you dong right now?" I respond, causing Eddie to be at a loss for words. Richie snickers and pokes at him.

Eddie frowns, and moves his desk closer to mine.

"Okay okay...I'll stop calling them assholes, but please stop being mad at me." He pouts lightly, lacing his hand with mine. "I'm sorry."

I raise my eyebrow before turning to face him completely. "Alright, are you on your period or something?"

Eddie laughs a little, shrugging.

"I just...I don't know. It's not fair that everyone's so surprised that we're dating." He admits, frowning. Without a second thought, I lean in and kiss him lightly. He blushes as I pull away, giving a small smile. "Gross, that's literally SO gross. Would you two, maybe, NOT do that here?" Richie gags, earning a pinch from Stan.

I laugh and ignore his comments.

"Shut up, Richie. Being a dick doesn't make yours bigger." I snort, Stan laughs.

"Oh, my dicks big enough."

"Where?"

"Want me to show you?" He grins.

Eddie throws his pencil at him.

"OW. Jeez Eds, she started it! Throw a fucking pencil at her!" Richie groans, gesturing towards me. I flip him off and Eddie throws another pencil at him. "Ally, are you gonna cheer at the pep-rally on Friday?" Stan questions, causing me to turn to him.

Richie grins widely, "why? Hoping to get another glimpse of her panties?"

A blush fills my cheeks and I turn around to flick his forehead. He only laughs and holds his forehead in response. Stan is blushing wildly, glaring at Richie. "Jesus Richie, would you shut up!"

"I-uh....yeah. I'm cheering, why do you ask?" I respond, changing the topic. Stan blushes a little deeper. "J-just wondering.."

Richie gasps.

"Oh my god! You were totally, actually hoping for a glimpse of Ally's—"

"Richie, so help me God, if you mention my girlfriends panties again, I will MURDER you. I will actually murder you. With my own two hands." Eddie shouts, clearly frustrated and slightly annoyed. Richie puts his hands up in surrender, "fine, fine. Jeez".

The class doesn't seem to notice our banter.

Stan goes back to talking to Mike, clearly not wishing to further the conversation.

I turn back to Eddie and kiss his cheek, immediately removing his frown. "Are you gonna go watch me cheer?" I ask. "Yeah, of course. I-It'll be fun."

"Pffft. You've never been to a pep-rally in your life!" Richie cuts in, causing us both to throw him an annoyed look, which he ignores and continues talking anyway. "You always say the gym is crowded and sweaty, and you want nothing to do with it!"

I look at Eddie questioningly.

"Wait, you've never been to a pep-rally?!"

Eddie blushes lightly in response, shrugging his shoulders. "I've never been a huge fan of football, and I've never really had a reason to go— but I do now! So I'll be there. I swear." He promises, taking his inhaler and sucking in a breath.

I nod. "Wait, I thought you didn't need your inhaler—"

"I do. Just not my pills. Turns out, I really do have asthma." He interrupts, blushing lightly. I smile and laugh. "You're so cute, Eddie. I love you."

Richie falls out of his chair, never hearing the words leave my lips before. Eddie blushes deeply and takes a hit off his inhaler. "Y-yeah, I love you too." I squint at his response. "Really? That didn't sound very sure to me." His eyes widen, and he immediately leans forward. "I love you, with all my heart! I swear! I promise!"

Laughing, I squeeze his hand, which never left mine.

"Okay. That's better."

He smiles. My heart beats a little faster.