Author's Note: Don't yell at me! I know this is REALLY late... I kinda got my kindle taken away and I haven't been able to post... So... Yeah... ._. Blame my parents. Anywhoo, I plan on making this chappie super duper long just to make it up to you guys. :D Enjoyyy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Stand By Me or The Body. I only own Mackenzie Brower and Victoria Summit along with the plot. All rights belong to Stephen King and Warner Bros.

I walked slowly down the hallway, Chris trailing behind me. The walk seemed almost infinite. With each small step I took my heart pounded a bit faster.
Step. Thump. Step. Thump. Thump. Step. Thump. Thump. Thump.
As I watched ahead of me, the hallway seemed to stretch out farther than it really was in all reality. Maybe it was the fear in the pit of my stomach or the thought that this friendship was resting heavily on my shoulders alone that caused me to think like this. Hell, if I know.
It seemed like I had been walking for weeks-though I know it was only a matter of minutes. It's like when you're a little kid and your parents tell you that you're going to go somewhere special that afternoon or the next day. The time until that moment seems like forever, and then you finally do that special thing and it goes by so fast because of all the fun you're having. I was hoping that last part wouldn't happen. I wanted it to last... Or did I?
I stopped in front of the glass door that lead into the small office lobby. I could see him. I could see Teddy. In his hand he held a crumpled up tissue stained with the color of rust. He wiped his still bleeding nose with it as he stared at his hands. I took a deep breath and put my hand on the doorknob. It was cold and round, smooth... Just one turn and things would change. I was going to change them. Me.
He looked up at me through the window and we both stopped. I could feel my heart beating quickly against the inside of my chest. Everything I had wanted to say to him was gone. Everything I ever knew was gone, I'm sure that I couldn't even remember how to breathe.
I blinked a few times before turning the doorknob slowly. I didn't take my eyes off of his and he didn't take his off of mine. I walked over to the front desk and told them that our math teacher, Miss Hepburn, had to speak to Teddy for a minute. The secretary allowed him to leave for five minutes.
Teddy stood and exited the office swiftly, not making eye contact with me again. I followed him and tapped his shoulder gingerly once we were away from the office. He stopped in his tracks and turned around, "Yes?"
"Miss Hepburn doesn't need to see you. I needed to talk to you..." I said slowly as we made eye contact again.
"What do you mean...? You're a social, I'm a social outcast. We're not supposed to even look at each other." He gave me a questioning look, "Not that I care what society thinks of me."
"You do care, but that's not what I need to talk to you about. You and Gordie need to be friends again."
Teddy gave a snort, "Ha! Good one!"
"I'm serious."
"Well that's really a shame."
"It's affecting your friendships with Chris and Vern." I said.
"I don't care. That bastard got what he deserved. Nobody calls my dad a looney."
I sighed, "No wonder he did. You're an asshole."
His eyes narrowed at me, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"You know exactly what it means."
"You stupid bitch..."
I glared hard at him and spun on my heels. I headed for the exit and sat on the front steps of the school. The concrete was cold against my legs and through my flower printed skirt. I put my head into my hands and let out a long sigh. This was going to be a lot harder then I thought it would be.