Author's Note: Hellur all! I would like to thank you all for the reviews and stuff. XD Everyone seems to want to know why Teddy and Gordie got into the fight and my response to that is wait and see! It's coming soon. Another thing is the fact that the boys never actually reported finding Ray's body, they just reported it with an anonymous phone call. BUT-yes their is a but- remember how they were talking about the police tracing the call? That's what I think should've happened, thus it happened in this story. I hope I cleared everything up for you guys. Anymore questions feel free to ask!

Disclaimer(Forgot to put this last time. Whoops.): All characters and locations belong to Stephen King and Warner Bros. I own nothing except Victoria Summit, Mackenzie Brower and the plot.
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"Well, it all started about... how long would you say, Verno?" Chris asked his dark haired friend from across the table.
"Two, maybe three weeks," Vern said, pausing to think about his answer.
"Well, it started when we were in our tree house," Chris began, "Teddy and Gordie were just kinds talking... And some how Teddy's dad got mentioned. That's never good. Teddy always defends his dad. Y'know?"
"No, actually I don't.." I responded, feeling completely confused. "Well, y'know how Teddy's ear is all messed up?" Vern butted in.
"Yeah, I noticed... I didn't wanna ask though. It's rude," I responded as I glanced back andop forth between them, unsure who was going to talk next. It was awkward for a moment.
"His dad had a stress disorder from being in the war. When there was a loud noise or sudden flash of light his dad would think he was still at war," Chris said slowly, thinking as he spoke.
"And one day, Teddy dropped a plate. The plate shattered and made his dad to black out..." Vern began, "Teddy's dad thought that Teddy was a Nazi so he put his ear to the stove and burned it off."
"Yeah... Then his mom sent his dad to the nut house and people constantly pick on him about it. All of us know by now not to bring dad or we'll get our asses kicked." Chris finished explaining.
I nodded slowly, seeing where this was going.
"So Gordie talked shit on Teddy's dad?" I asked so that they wouldn't have to clarify anymore.
The boys nod, but there's more to this story. I can tell by their facial expressions.
"What did he say to Teddy?"
"That the reason he's in the shop classes is because of his looney father's freak out. And it's his dad's fault that Teddy can't see or hear right. It was bad. You should've seen Teddy's face. It's a wonder that he didn't kick Gordie's ass right then," Vern said softly.
I got quiet. Teddy cares so much about his dad and Gordie knows that, so why screw with him about his dad? I still have so many questions swirling around my head when the bell rings, but three stand out.
•How do I fix their friendship?
•How do I fix them?
•Can I fix these things?
I thought more about the unfinished story as I walk to class with Chris. As I think, I feel him grab my arm lightly and pull me behind him quickly causing me to snap out of my thoughts and look up.
"Aw, my brother has a girlfriend!" Richard, known by the school as Eyeball and the second oldest Chambers, said with enthusiasm and thick sarcasm.
"Shut up, Eyeball," Chris growled at his older brother.
"And who's gonna make me do that? "
"Just shut the fuck up." Chris growled again.
I sighed softly, not wanting to hear another argument or see another fist fight today.
"Chris, let's just go to class," I beg from behind him. Chris turned back and looked back at me. I could see the hurt and pain in his blue-green eyes, which were like daggers in their own way. It's purely indescribable.
I sighed and pushed past him and walked to class. I walked alonedown the hallway until I reached my next class, Algebra 1. I take my assigned seat in the back.
Chris entered soon after me. He set down his books at the desk next to me and gave me a smile. I smiled politely back at him, "So, you ready to tell me the rest of the story?"
"Well, there's not much more to tell."
"Oh come on, Chris. There has to be a reason that Gordie said those things about Teddy's dad," I said, a matter of factly.
"Gordie's never really liked Teddy. He just feels bad for him, I think."
'Jesus... What an asshole.' I thought to myself as Chris kept talking about something that I cant remember.
Then it hit me, if I wanted to fix them, I had to go see Teddy and Gordie. I stood up as Chris was in mid-sentence and walked out of the classroom quickly.
This should be interesting.