"So." Ben started, worried. "You really think we shouldn't go to prom?"
"I mean, c'mon. We are our only friends. No one's going to miss us." Bev laughed.
"Ya' right, Bevvie. But I'm sure Erica's going to cry when she finds out Billy Boy's not at Prom 'cause he's dating Stan." Richie smiled, with his arms around Eddie.
"Here we go again..." Stan rolled his eyes.
*
The Losers agreed to stay at Richie's house on the Prom night. Since his parents were out, they would watch some movies and do nothing.
"RI-R-RICHIE!" Bill yelled on the other side of the room.
"WHAT?" Richie yelled back, with his hands around his mouth, making some kind of megaphone.
"C-can you m-make some p-popcorn? W-we're h-hungry." Bill walked near Richie. He knew that if he yelled another time, Stan would kill him.
"WHAT?" Richie yelled again, and then laughed. "Sure, Bill. You guys go choose the movie."
"I'll help you." Eddie smiled, walking into the kitchen.
"Nah. Thanks Eds, but I think I can do it myself." Richie smiled, messing with Eddie's hair.
Eddie stop cutting his hair that much, and it ended up kinda curled. Richie thought he looked really cute like that.
"C'mon, I'll help ya'. And don't call me Eds. You know I hate that." Eddie mumbled, while looking for the popcorn bucket. After he placed the popcorn on the microwave, he stayed a little far from it.
*
"Who wants popcorn?" Bill smiled, while holding the buckets and walking near the sofa. Then, he sat near Stan, and hugged him.
"Look at them. They're so cute together, it makes me wanna puke." Eddie laughed, sitting near Richie.
"You know, we could look even more cute if we were together." Richie murmured.
"What?" Eddie, looked at Richie, smiling.
"He said you guys would look cuter than us if you were together." Stan said, without looking away from the TV.
"Stan, oh m-my God." Bill laughed so hard they had to stop the movie to be sure he was still breathing. "I'm fine, I'm f-fine!"
*
"Bye guys." Bev waved, while leaving the house.
"I think I should go too. Mom must be nervous." Eddie warned, with a sad smile.
"Oh. Uhm, ok." Richie opened the door. "See you... I don't know, actually. Where can I see you?"
"Are you asking me out, Rich?" Eddie smiled confused.
"I don't know." Richie chuckled, following Eddie outside. "Is it working?"
"Yeah."
"Then... tomorrow. At the park. 2pm?"
"2pm." Eddie smiled more. He couldn't believe he had a date.
"See you tomorrow, Eddie-Bear." Richie laughed, making 'finger guns'.
"See you tomorrow, Rich." Eddie laughed, and kissed Richie's cheek. Then, Eddie left the house, walking back school (wich was pretty close to Richie's home, actually).
"Did I just asked Eddie out... and did FINGER GUNS?" Richie closed the front door, with a blank expression. "Stupid finger guns!"