Eddie whisted nervously as you walked beside him. It was always awkward between you two, and neither of you knew what to say. You guess it started in third grade when you kissed him and he cried from 'germs.' But you still remained friends, just, distant. But you were curious of why he never really spoke to you, so Bill suggested you ask him to walk you home to find out. He agreed with some light encouragment from Richie. The walk was silemt for a while, until you were nearing your house. Finally, you cleared your throat, tired of the silence and he looked up at you in confusion.
•••
"Eddie... do you hate me
or something?"
"What? N-no! No... uh.. the... the
opposite actually...."