Sup guys! I was extra bored today, even though I have final exams next week (that i need to study for!) i decided to post some more of the story! And since summer's coming up I'll be able to finish this in no time! Well not really, cause this story is extremely long! I haven't even gotten into their teen years, their adult years, then what really happened with the Ray Brower incident. And you don't even know who max is! Which is really important (Well not really, but i mean to be honest max well come like REALLY late in the story, probably adult years...) God, I have a lot to do...
Well this chapter is kinda like a one-shot, I think after every chapter thats really significant I'll have one-shot chapters...
Disclaimer-I do not own stand by me, the movie belongs to Rob Reiner , the title belongs to Paramore, and the actual plot belongs to Stephen King, but THIS plot belongs to me and so does the characters Haylee, Haylee's mom, Faith, and Max. PEACE, LOVE, AND CHICKEN GREASE!
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School started and things kinda went back to the way they were supposed to be. Gordie and I enrolled in the college courses.
OH YEA! That reminds me...You see in Gordie's story, Chris and him have this long annoying talk about him enrolling in the college courses,and you see in the movie that they get into a very heated conversation about it. In actuality...I convinced him to take those classes and Chris was the one who didn't want him in those classes...here's what happened.
-1 year ago-
"What do you mean were gonna be split up?" Gordie asked a bit of terror and confusion in his voice.
"Middle School's not gonna be the same as grammer school... like, you guys will probably be taking your college courses and me, Teddy, and Vern will all be in the shop courses with the rest of the retards, making ash trays and bird houses. You're gonna meet a lot of new guys. Smart guys."Chris finished looked at the ground.
"But that doesn't mean were not gonna hang out!" I said tryna lift the mood. "And besides its not like me and Gordie can't take a couple of shop courses. God...you guys act like it the end of the world." I chuckled.
"It is. Its the end of our world...I think i might-" Gordie never finished his sentenced, but me and Chris both knew what he was saying. Chris's head shot up and my eyebrows burrowed.
"a-Are you sure Gordie man?" Chris asked. I notice his voice sounded a bit relieved.
"Don't even think about that! You're gonna be throwing your life away man! You could be a writer-" He interupted me.
"Fuck writing! I don't wanna be a writer. It's stupid! It's a stupid waste of time!" He tried to walked away but I scoffed, grabbed him by his should and pulled him back. I looked to Chris for some help, but he only shrugged his shoulders.
"What the hell are you saying? 'Cause that doesn't sound like you, that sounds like your dad talking!"
"Bullshit!" He rejected.
"Oh Bull-TRUE! I know how your dad feels about you. He doesn't give a shit about you. Gordie, writing is your life, okay? Fuck that up, you fuck up everything you live for. You wanna be miserable just like your old man? FINE! This is definately the way to go!"
"Gee thanks mama,now are you gonna tell me about the horrible life Denny led?" Gordie striked back. I knew I hit soft spot.
"Come on you guys, talk about school and were at each others throats." Chris tried to calm us down.
There was silence for a few minutes I turned to Gordie with a serious stare.
"Your lucky Im not your mama. I would have slap the hell out of you if I heard you going around talking 'bout taking those shop classes. It's like God gave you somethin', Gordo. All those stories that you can make up...and He said, 'This is what we got for you kid, try not to lose it.' But kids lose everything unless there's someone there to look out for them. And if your parents are too fucked up to do it, then maybe I should..." (sound familar?) I rolled my eyes and walked up.
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Anywho I guess that little speech got to him, and Chris. He decided to enroll in the college courses too. Anywho, a month had passed by and it was October. One thing you think of in October? Halloween.
Halloween to the guys was the best holiday ever. They didn't have to get together with their family like Christmas and Thanksgiving, and they didn't have to give away or give up anything like Valentine's Day and Lent. You get free candy, and get to be something your not for a whole day!
It was always a tradition on Halloween that we would go trick or treating together, we split up and go on different blocks so we could cover all of Castle Rock, then we'd divide the candy and share it evenly.
This year it was a bit different.
I wasn't going.
"WHAT?!" They shouted in my ear. I stuck my pinky finger in my ear and wiggled it out.
"Thanks guys, if I'm not deaf now, I don't think anything will work!" I said sarcastically.
I put my books in my locker and got a good look at their costumes. Chris had this ridiculous Killer mask on, Teddy was a vampire, Gordie was a burglar(I heard someone pass in the hall way say that he and Chris should change costumes. I almost punched him in face.) and Vern was a pumpkin, well at least one of their costumes made sense.
"I don't wanna go. Maybe I'll pass out candy, but I really don't feel like going this year." I explained holding my books to my chest.
"Well you got all dressed up already...though it doesn't really look like something you'd wear..." Gordie stated.
I was wearing a flapper costume. I had got it out of my mother closet, and asked her to curl my hair and put on my makeup.
Now usually I would be 'mama' of the group, always tell them to wait for candy until after dinner, help them clean their room when it would be a mess, and always get them out of some crazy situation. But when it came to Halloween? I was a regular kid. But I wouldn't wear something this...normal. I'd be all decked out in blood and guts. Halloween was my thing. So to all of a sudden not wanna go trick or treating was definitely weird to them...to the universe.
I only shrugged and strolled down the hall way, the boys running behind me after a small discussion about whether or not I was mental.
Gordie sat in his usual desk, right next to me. Chris leaned against the desk in front of mine, taking off his mask.
"So really, why don't you wanna go trick or treating? And no bull." He raised a finger as if warning me. I raised an eyebrow, then sighed.
"Don't you think were a little old to be trick or treating?" I asked with a knowing look.
They both looked at each other as if they never thought of it before. Gordie looked as if he were going to agree. Thats when Chris intervened.
"NO! were not! Nobodys to old to go trick or treating!" Chris defended.
I laughed. "Oh yea, I can definelty see you as an old man trick or treating. Imagine you in a batman costume going to Sally Fieldmen's door, 'Trick or treat!' 'Flake off you pervert!'"
I laughed uncontrollably.
Chris pouted. "Wasn't that funny..."
I continued to laugh. Gordie looked at me funny, "Jesus don't flip your wig while your at it..." I laughed even harder.
After School I went home, changed into a long, buttoned up striped blue shirt, and some blue jeans. I got the candy out and started to watch the marathon of Alfred Hitchcock Presents. I kept the candy and popcorn close. The TV was free since Faith decided to take the night off.
When I heard a knock on my door, I jumped a little in my seat and turned down the TV.
I thought it was some kid asking for candy, but since it wasn't companied by 'Trick or Treat', I looked out the window from the sofa.
Confused I answered the door.
"Vern? Wassup?" I asked. He still had his costume on which made him sweaty.
It seemed like he got stuck in his costume, and wanted me to help him out of it. When we did get him out he was as red as a lobster and soaked in sweat.
"Oh thanks Hayls, thanks a whole bunch! I thought I never get out of there, sincerely." He wipe his forehead.
"Vern, I thought you were going trick or treating with the guys."
"Well i only went because all of you were going...but since you decided not to go, I thought why should i go?" He said it like he got a big load off his chest. I smiled at him. "Plus, I always thought that Halloween was creepy and its scary going to those houses alone." He said trying to justify his actions.
I managed to chuckle out, "Good for you Vern, so you wanna TV with me?"
We walked over to the TV, snacking on popcorn, occasionally giving candy to trick or treaters that came by, and getting scared out of our minds by the psyche of Alfred Hitchcock.
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Though it was hard for him- scared that a zombie would come and get him in his sleep-("Don't worry Vern, as long as I'm awake, the zombies will stay away" I assured him.) Vern fell asleep in my lap as I continued to abestmindly brush through his hair with my hands. I was still watching the marathon but I was dozing off a bit.
There was a banging at the door that both startled me and Vern awake. He sat up and started to worry right away.
"What was that? It is a zombie? Is it? Oh I don't like this, not one bit, sincerly."
I tried to relax Vern a little. I knew it was waay to late to be trick or treating, so I thought of another logical explanation. "Vern, calm down! its probably my mom, she must of forgot her keys or something." I went over to the door to answer it.
"Oh please Hayls! Don't open that door!" Vern squirmed underneath the blanket I had givin him hours ago.
"Please Vern! Think about it, if was a zombie they wouldn't knock on the door."
"But there weren't knocking!" "VERN!" "Oh please Hayls!"
The knocking persisted. "Listen here Vern, the zombies-NOT SAYING THERE ARE ANY IN THE FIRST PLACE-would probably either break down the door, or go threw the window."
Just at that moment a vampire appeared in their window view. We both screamed.
"What the hell is wrong with you! you hear us knocking, freezing our asses out here and you won't let us in? Man your a real clyde for that one, mama!" He banged on the window.
Vern just about passed out, while I got my breathing under control. I had a hand on my head with another on my hip.
"Teddy you bang on that window one more time!" I warned him. Thats when i got an idea. But first, I had to get Vern up.
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When I answered the door the guys were still in their costumes. I pushed up my sleeves and look at the guys.
"Don't tell me you scared me half to death just to get candy?" I put my hands on my hips pretending I was mad, must of fooled the guys.
"Sorry, we really needed to talk to you." Chris apologized. I saw the fear in their eyes and decided not to push the issue further.
"hey, don't sweat it...whats up with you guys?" I crossed my arms and leaned against the door frame for support as I stared down each one of them.
"Were in a real pickle right now mama ,we don't know what to do..." Chris rambled on.
You know Chris wasn't as calm and cool as Gordie made him out to be. He was an everyday kid with problems and worries. Sure, not all the time did he show them, but when he did, you could tell he was undeniably scared.
"We lost Vern." Teddy said bluntly. Guess he didn't see him in the window.
I tried to keep a smile from forming on my face. So they were looking for him, I thought to myself.
"What do you mean you lost him?!" I exploded in front of them, each taking a step back.
"We didn't lose him, just have you seen him?" Gordie, deciding it was best if I he talked first.
"Of course not! He supposed to be with you guys! Oh my poor baby! You were supposed to be watching him!" I shouted sounding like a real mother scolding her boys after letting their youngest sibling out of their sight.
I hurried them inside, turn on the lights and shut off the TV. I paced around the room as they took their seats in the sofa we were just occupying. I started to tear up trying to hold in a laugh.
"Oh don't cry Hayls, I'm sure will find him..." Chris patted my back.
I stifled a laugh and sat down with them, grasping his and Gordie's leg. "I-I think...I'm going to call the police." They all nodded understandingly. I slowly went into the kitchen, shutting the swinging door, and quitely letting out all the laughs I could.
I left the back door in the kitchen open. I ran over to it, and whispered loudy. "You ready Vern?"
"Hurry up Hayls! Its dark out here!"
I shook my head and chuckled as I took the receiver in my hand and told the operator to hold on a minute. With the reciever against my chest I screamed.
All of the boys scrambled in the kitchen, each pushing each other out of the way to get there first.
"What? what is it?" Teddy asked holding my unoccupied forearm. I slowly lifted it, and he let go following my arm. The rest of the boys did the same.
"Jesus..." I heard Teddy whisper.
Slowly Vern walked in the house. Soaked in blood, his guts spewed out in front of him with his right arm missing, and the left arm infront of him pointing at them.
The guys all stared wide eyes and terrified.
"Y-Why'd you let me go by myself??" He stated them fell to the floor. The guys and my self all started screaming. I was surprised they didn't run out of the house. That's when i couldn't take it anymore. I burst out laughing. I guess Vern took this as his cue to start laughing as well.
I helped Vern off the floor as the guys stared at me and Vern either like gonna cry or they were gonna kill us.
Me and Vern both laugh. "Happy Halloween!"
