yknow how the bit at the neibolt house when the losers go in for the first time? and they pulled straws to choose who was going in? imagine if richie spotted which one was the short straw before hand and intentionally picked it after eddie drew the other one
āThen weāll draw sticksā Bill spoke up from the silence of the group.Ā
They all waited as bill rummaged around in the front yard of the dark looming house before them.
He closed his fist around the group of sticks he randomly picked and held them out.Ā
Beverly picked first, Then Stan, Then Mike, Then Eddie.
After picking they each held out their stick for comparison. Bevs was the longest stick, The rest were relatively the same size, a Ā smidge shorter than Bevs. Then there was Eddie.
Eddie examined his stick, it was short, way shorter than the rest of them, Eddie let out a sigh and Richie visually noticed his friendās body freeze up.
āR-R-R-ichie.ā Bill was waiting in front of Richie, his hand closed around two sticks in front of him. One for Ben, one for Richie.
What Bill didnāt know was that Richie was paying close attention, close attention to the sticks he picked up, the sticks that were drawn, he counted and kept his eyes on the short stick the entire time. And He knew which was which. His eyes darted behind his think glasses to Eddie beside him, his focus still on the short stick that he held in between his fingers.
Richie bit the inside of his cheek, and chose his stick.
As they all held up their choices, Eddie let go of another breath as he saw that Richieās chosen stick, was just as short and maybe even shorter than his own.
āThat decides it.ā Mike stated.
The rest of them stayed back toward the stairs, Stan near the gate as they watched their 3 friends enter a place they were afraid they wouldnāt escape from.
āMe and you Eds.ā Richie muttered quietly to Eddie as they walked up the stairs, brushing his hand across Eddies.
Eddies dread turned into a smile for a few seconds before the creak of the door reminded him of what they were about to face.