A/N: Greeting my readers. First off, I'd like to say thanks to everybody who's been viewing my story so far, you guys are the reason I keep writing. Also, you (yes, you) should check out 'Chronophobia' by Duchess of Decorum, it's a good read (Duchess, if you're reading this, keep up to good work). Well, I need to run to the bottom of the page, I'll see you down there.

Eddie stood gazing at the entrance of the school as every other student passed by, almost oblivious to his existence. He would of thought he was invisible if not for Doug passing him. As he did so, he flipped him off, grinning to himself. Eddie blew his hair up out of his eyes and began walking. But as he did so, he felt somebody grab him by the shoulder and spin him around.

Clea looked back at him, she wore a purple and black striped sweater, navy jeans that reached her knees and light blue converses with her school bag hung over her shoulder. Eddie felt awkward, not knowing what to say. Thankfully, she started the conversation.

"Eddie, I…" she began, but Eddie, finally knowing what to say, interrupted her.

"No. I understand. Look, I've been dealing with them bullies since first grade, I can handle them" Eddie reassured; but Clea still wasn't convinced.

"But what they did…why don't you tell somebody?" she asked. Eddie's gaze shifted to the ground, she could tell something was wrong. She reached out and rubbed his shoulder comfortingly.

"Because…I did once," he answered. Clea looked surprised at this.

"Then why are they still doing this?" she asked. She noticed a tear roll down Eddie's cheek before he quickly wiped it away.

"It was a couple of years ago. Doug and his friends put a smoke bomb in my locker and I told Principal Small, the bullies got suspended for two weeks and were forced to choke out an apology. But…" he paused. Clea gave him a look of reassurance before he continued.

"Later that night, I woke up to the sounds of screaming. I went into the front room to see my mom putting out a fire near the door. The fire crew and police came by and said that somebody had soaked a rag in alcohol and shoved it under the door. I tried to tell the police it was them, but they had no solid evidence. That's why I can't tell anybody, cause I don't want something like that to happen again" he finished. Clea covered her mouth with her hands.

"I'm so sorry Eddie" she apologized. Eddie grinned.

"Thanks Clea" he replied before they both headed towards the school.

- Lunch -

Eddie and Clea sat in their same places as yesterday. Knowing High School, news travels fast. And news about their new friendship had spread throughout their grade. Students would often take glances at them and say stuff like:

"She must pity him or something"

"How did that freak get a girl like her?"

"She must be desperate to be with someone like him"

"I think it's sweet, two weirdoes I love"

You get what I mean. Every so often, they would laugh or he'd make her laugh. The conversation was going great until Doug called over to Eddie.

"Yo Asswipe. Get over here" he ordered. Eddie sighed and got up. But before he left, Clea stopped him.

"You're not seriously going over there, are you? She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"If I don't go over there, they'll come over here," he responded before heading to Doug's table. His friends sniggered as he approached.

"What do you want, Doug?" he asked. Doug handed Eddie some money and gestured towards the lunch line.

"Go up and get our lunch," he ordered. Eddie raised his eyebrows.

"Are you kidding me? Why can't you get it?" he responded, earning a serious look from Doug.

"Me, Donald and Connor are planning our next football game manoeuvre and we need all the time we have. Now go get it" he explained, slightly irritated.

"And what if I say no?" Eddie asked. Doug narrowed his eyebrows evilly whilst Donald and Connor looked at Eddie with a shocked expression.

"I'll burn your girlfriend's house to the ground. Like I almost did with yours" Doug grinned. Eddie couldn't believe his ears. Doug just admitted what he did after two years of lying. Eddie just grumbled and headed over to the lunch line. He told the lunch lady his order and she gave him three bowls of soup. But before heading back over to them, Eddie reached inside his shirt collar and pulled out his father's necklace. Making sure nobody was looking, he opened the vial, poured three drops of the liquid into each of their soups and stirred it in.

"HEY!" Doug called from behind him. Thinking he'd been busted, Eddie quickly placed the necklace back under his shirt and turned to Doug.

"I'm dying of old age. Hurry up" he urged. Eddie let out a sigh of relief and headed over to them with the tray.

"Okay guys, soups on" he announced before heading away.

"Be quicker next time" Doug called after him. Eddie gritted his teeth and sat down in front of Clea.

"Ugh, I can't believe those guys" she said before sipping on her Diet Coke. Eddie nodded, yet not taking his eyes off Doug's table as they chowed down on their soup. Slurping it quickly like pigs.

"Maybe the stuff's a laxative or something. Either way this better be good" he thought to himself. Suddenly, over at Doug's table, Doug and stopped slurping and was staring at his hand. He started brushing it as if an insect was crawling on it. Soon, the brushing started heading up his arm and onto his shirt. He started to panic.

"Guys, what is going on? They're all over me. Get 'em, off!" he yelped. But Donald and Connor were having their own problems. Donald was lying on the floor screaming with his eyes closed and Connor was backing away from an invisible predator and begging it not to hurt him. Soon, everybody, even the teachers, became aware of what was happening. A look of horror was plastered on Clea's face as the scene unfolded.

"What's happening to them?" she asked. But Eddie was already heading over to them. He knelt down in front of Doug, who was still brushing away at himself on the floor.

"Doug, what's wrong with you?" Eddie asked, but Doug just stared at him in horror.

- Doug's P.O.V -

Through Doug's point of view, Eddie's eyes had gone black with pure white pupils and insects were crawling all over his face and out of his eye sockets and mouth.

"This is what it's like for me you know," Eddie said, his voice deeper and more demonic.

"What do you mean?" Doug replied, tears creeping out of his eyes.

"What do you think I mean? Every day since First Grade, you've been making my life a living hell. Didn't you think for a second about how you made me feel? How much of my life you were ruining?" Eddie asked, his mouth forming into a yellow-toothed grin. Doug just gasped for air as Eddie glared at him.

"Eddie…I…I'm sorry…" Doug apologized. This caused Eddie's eyes to narrow.

"That's it? THAT'S IT? You nearly burned my mom's apartment down you son of a bitch. And you think sorry will cut it?" Eddie screamed, flames burning at the back of his throat. Doug whimpered like a puppy.

"I…I…" he was speechless. There was no way to get out of this one. Eddie's rotting teeth formed into a grin as he edged closer to Doug.

"No, please. Stay away from me!" Doug screamed as Eddie's mouth opened and covered him, leaving him in the dark.

- Reality -

Eddie watched as Doug lay still on the ground. The School-Nurse pushed past him and checked him for a pulse. She gasped and called to one of the teachers.

"Somebody call an ambulance!" she called. Eddie got up off his knees and ran out of cafeteria and out of the school as fast as he could.

- Central Park -

The weather depicted Eddie's emotions as he ran through the park, the rain pouring down and the thunder crashing. He ran to an underpass and sat down, leaning back against the wall. He pulled his knees to his chest and began sobbing uncontrollably. He hadn't cried this much since Doug stole his…Doug. The one name he never wanted to hear again. Whatever that stuff was, it could have killed Doug and his friends. He heard footsteps and looked up as a figure in a leather jacket headed over to him.

"Are you okay?" a familiar voice said. Eddie looked up at her with puffy red eyes.

"Clea?" he asked. She nodded and sat down beside him. She rubbed his back comfortingly as he buried his face in his knees.

"Eddie, what happened?" she asked. Eddie looked at her, her hair now clinging to her forehead from the rain.

"I…I don't know" he lied. If he told her what he did to their food, she would have thought he was freak. Just like everybody else did.

"Eddie. It's okay," she said. Eddie just looked into her eyes.

"Okay? I watched as the guy who's been ruining my life for years suffered a heart attack. Everybody's now going to think I did something to them. Nobody will ever talk to me again" he sighed. Clea entwined her fingers with his making him look at her.

"I will" she replied. There was a silence between the two of them before they slowly moved their faces towards each other. Until finally, their lips locked just as the thunder cracked. The kiss lasted a few seconds before they finally parted, still gazing into each others eyes. Clea smiled, followed by Eddie. They both got up off the ground and laughed awkwardly.

"Well, I better be getting home" Clea said.

"Do you need me to walk you home?" Eddie asked kindly.

"Don't worry, I'll make it myself" she reassured before pecking him on the cheek and heading back into the rain. Eddie made sure she was out of hearing range before leaping in the air and doing a fist-pump.

"Somehow, my life happiness has gone up 20%" he joked before heading out into the rain himself.

A/N: I know. I'm a genius. What will happen next? Will Eddie continue his father's legacy? Will he tell Clea what he did? Why am I asking you these questions? Laters.