You were the only mutual friend all of them had. Sure, Finney knew Bruce from baseball, but not much beyond that. And he knew Vance because the guy used to scare him. But they weren't his actual friends. Only you and Robin were, because he knew you.

But you knew Billy well, since you always greeted him when he delivered your paper and you got to pet his dog. You also knew Vance well, since you always cheered him on when he tried beating his high score in pinball. As for Bruce, you knew him as a good friend since you always retrieved his baseballs when he lost them over the fence.

You knew Griffin, but you didn't talk to him much. He didn't like to be around many people most of the time. He enjoyed staying home and reading in his room.

So you invited Finney, Robin, Vance, Bruce, and Billy to watch horror movies with you for a sleepover. You had snacks, a huge blanket fort that closed you all off from your parents, who didn't care anyways, and a couple other things you had snuck into the fort. When they arrived, they were surprised to see each other but understood since you were easy to get along with.

However, they had no idea how desensitized you were to gore and horror. So during some of the movies, as you all ate the popcorn while sitting in suspense, you were the only one who didn't jump or cover your eyes when a bloody murder took place on screen.

Finney: "Holy shit.. that was horrific.."

Vance: "A shit ton of blood flew everywhere."

Billy: "That was.. terrifying."

Robin: "It reminded me of Texas Chainsaw Massacre.. shit.."

Bruce looked at you, hoping you weren't too scared to comment, but when he noticed your unfazed expression, he was shocked.

Bruce: "How are you not terrified by this? Damn.. you have a gut of steel!" He said with a smile. He admired your ability to handle such gore.