Disclaimer; No. I don't own anything about Stand By Me-well except for a pez dispenser and a copy of the movie.
I do own Copper. And I do own the minds of the characters in this story. I will do with them whatever I want.
Note; Delay caused by first term end. But thanks to UEA weekend...
I will be updating tomorrow and the day after that!!
House-Chapter 2The dawn was gone. And now all that was left was that greedy sun smiling wide on Castle Rock in the summer of 61'. The environment was calm, too calm, boring even. And hot.
"Is Chris home?", Copper Seeger pended at the Chambers' door while Eyeball pondered.
"Uh," He brushed his hair back and forth, and rubbed his eyes a few times too. "Yeah. I think so." It was only 2:30 in the afternoon but she had a feeling she had woke him up.
She tried to sound as politeful as possible, "Can you go get him, then?", but her emphasis was rough. She couldn't help herself.
It took him another minute to comprehend that. "Yeah." He went inside and then Chris came out.
He wore a clean, gray t-shirt and blue jeans. His hair had grown, and it was a wet shag at the moment. "Hey Copper." He was the first one to notice, she was in a sleeved shirt and slacks with sneakers.
"Hi Stud. Duchamp took off."
"What?"
"Yeah. He was exhausted. He collapsed in my bathroom last night. So I let him sleep it off there. And when I woke up this morning he was gone."
Chris didn't say anything. He just thought for a moment.
"Hey do you wanna come with me really quick? Just really quick. You can come back in a little while if you want."
Chris didn't think twice about it. Why would he want to stay at his dump of a house? And with hung over Eyeball? Hung over Eyeball was as useful as a ribbon on a tire. And when he wasn't hung over he was just plain mean. "Okay," Chris said. And he turned around to announce to Eyeball that he was going out and that he'll be back later.
I don't think Eyeball really listened, though.
As soon as he stepped out the door anything that wasn't already dried on him, was burned dry, compliments of the sun.
"Where are we going?"
"My place," Copper said, "I need to change first." She was looking to either sides of her at the neighborhood houses, watching for witnesses.
"What are you so worried about? No one's awake at this hour around here. And if they are; they are probably too busy with their own set of problems to worry if you are dressed properly."
"You never know. A girl with pants...", She looked at him. "and walking around with a Chambers. Could mean trouble."
He rolled his eyes at her, with an embarrass smile.
"I'm just kidding Chris. You are the coolest kid ever. Er... the bossest."
Once they hit Copper's home, Copper ran into her closet and skimmed through the dresses. She didn't have very many. "I don't really know what to wear."
Chris just stood back and was hoping to watch her go crazy.
She pulled out a selection of dresses on their hangers and lay them on her bed. "Which one?", she asked Chris.
He looked at her like she had just spoke in Chinese.
She looked up at him after a minute of no answer. "You know what? Never mind. I'll just wear a skirt." She was really talking to herself, somewhat. "Do girls wear skirts around here?"
Chris shrugged, "Yeah."
She hung all the dresses back and just went for a skirt in her dresser. "Do they wear boots?"
"Sure(?)", How was he suppose to know.
She took out a different shirt and said, "I'll be out in a minute," as she entered her bathroom and closed the door behind her.
Chris sat on her bed and looked down at his feet, "So, how long do you have left 'till you have to go back?"
"Four days," She responded from inside the bathroom.
Then they were quiet for a moment.
"That was fun, wasn't it?", Copper said coming out of the bathroom in her new outfit.
They automatically thought about the events of the night before, "Yeah," He couldn't help the smile setting on his lips.
"Who do you think had the most fun?" She grabbed her long boots and sat on the bed next to Chris.
"Teddy. Definitely."
"I think everybody really had a good time. Teddy just showed it better," Copper said, fastening her boot laces on.
"Yeah."
"Hey," She interrupted his thoughts, "We should go over to Teddy's and see if he's alright. He left pretty early this morning."
Chris nodded. The summer, so far, had all seemed like a dream; yet, he'd never been more awake. The summer was not close to being over yet; so why did Copper have to leave and forget that she'd ever come to know them, them and the rivalries around Castle Rock? Why should they have to forget about her existence and company? She wasn't like just any girl they knew, she was special.
One thing nobody would suspect, was that Teddy Duchamp had already forgotten.
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