Chapter One: Love at First Sight

On the first day of school, I fell in love with a girl. And she doesn't even know I exist. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on. Her hair as dark as raven feathers and her skin as white as snow. I love how she stares at everything and everyone with that questionable, stoic expression on her face, how she absent-mindedly fiddles with one of the dark, braided pigtails on her head, how she raises an arched eyebrow when she gets annoyed...I am simply head over heels in love with her and I don't know how I can tell her. She doesn't know me at all.

"Eddie...Earth to Eddie..." Lydia Deetz replied, waving her open palm in front of my face. I quickly snapped out of the daydream I was in. Lydia giggled.

"You've been staring at that Addams girl again, haven't you?" she asked, giving me a half-smile.

I blushed. "Uh..."

"It's OK, Eddie. I'm your best friend - you can tell me. You really like her, huh?"

I didn't answer. I didn't have to. Lydia already knew the answer.

Lydia is the only friend I've made since I came to Darkmoon College, a small but prestigious college in Transylvania. I met her when I accidentally spilled my lunch of bat stew all over her in the lunch line. Surprisingly, she didn't get upset about it. Instead, she only laughed and helped me clean up the mess I had made. Since then, the two of us have been friends ever since. The two of talk about everything; our families back home in America (we both have eccentric families), our semesters at Darkmoon, our professors, girls and boys, you name it. I've only known Lydia for three months but I feel as if we've known each other forever.

"Eddie, you're eighteen years old - you've never talked to a girl before?" Lydia questioned.

"Well..."I began.

"Your cousin Marilyn doesn't count," Lydia added.

"I know that, Lids," I replied, rolling my eyes. Then I sighed. "No. Not really," I admitted.

Lydia stared at the Addams girl briefly, who was sitting alone at a desk, jotting things down as Professor Eulisses, an old, wrinkled man with a dark toupee and always wore a tattered dark cape, droned on and on about hexes for various vampire curses.

"I don't know too much about the Addams girl but from what I do know, she seems to be quite lonely, do you think so?" she asked.

"Well, I think she likes being alone. She never looks at anyone or smiles or talks to anyone," I pointed out.

Lydia propped her chin with one of her fists, smiling mischievously at me. "You want me to go talk to her?" she asked.

"No way!" I exclaimed, nearly shouting. "Don't do that, Lids! That would be just...mortifying!"

"Well, you're gonna have to talk to her sometime, Eddie Munster! Life's too short to pretend you don't exist when the love of your life might be right in front of you." She sighed in exasperation.

I snorted contemptingly. "Look who's talking, 'I don't have any real friends besides dead people'" I teased.

Back home in Connecticut, Lydia made friends with a dead couple. They were originally trying to find ways to get rid of Lydia and her family but after Lydia proved she was the only one who could see them, she tried to get her family to leave. Long story short, the Deetzes and the dead couple now live together.

Lydia only laughed at my teasing. "You're a dork, Munster. But seriously, you need a girlfriend. I don't understand how you can talk to me but you can't talk to that Addams girl."

"Well...because...you're like the younger sister I never had. We can joke and tease each other about stuff and this girl is...I can't really explain it."

"Well, thanks a lot, Munster," Lydia replied, slapping my arm playfully. "But I think I know," She said knowingly.

"You do?" I asked.

"Sure. She's more...intriguing. You've fallen for the mystery that surrounds her, right? And I'm just chopped liver, right?"

"Yeah! That's it, I guess," I replied. I shook my head, marveling at Lydia's knowledge about the opposite sex. "But you're not chopped liver. You're cool."

Lydia sighed. "OK, Eddie, look," she replied. "You need to walk up and talk to her. After all, what's the worst that can happen, right? She doesn't have a boyfriend and it doesn't seem she has any suitors, so what have you got to lose?"

"I don't know what to say!" I hissed, now nervous.

"It doesn't need to be some kind of speech or something. Start with some small talk or something. I walked past her desk on the way over to mine and I noticed her doodling pictures of spiders on her notebook, so she might like spiders. Talk to her about that."

"But what if she doesn't like spiders? What if she just drew because she's dying of boredom?" I asked, almost whining.

"Well, then you just say 'Hey, great weather, huh?'. Almost all of the greatest meetings and conversations started with the weather. I dunno! Say whatever you want but don't say anything stupid or you'll risk getting kicked in the groin and she'll never talk to you again. EVER. After this class is over, go and talk to her."

The bell suddenly rang, as if on cue, ending the lecture. I noticed the Addams girl gathering up all of her heavy books together. After she had stuffed her textbooks into her satchel, she walked into the crowd of the other students.

"Go! Move your ass, Munster!" I heard Lydia hiss. She gave a push into the crowd and I almost tumbled into the crowd.

"Hey, watch where you're going, idiot!" A vampire girl snapped.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

The girl only rolled her eyes and walked away, leaving me staring wide-eyed in disbelieve.

"That girl's a bitch," a girl remarked. "I can't stand her."

I turned to face her. The girl of my dreams.

I stared at her, feeling tongue-tied.

"On the first day here at Darkmoon, she threatened to get me expelled because she believed I put maggots in her coffin in her dorm. I didn't do it but I wouldn't have minded doing it."

She gave me a half-smile, the thought of putting maggots in that girl's coffin delighting her.

"Got a name, wolf-boy?" she asked. "Or did your parents not give you a name?"

"Uh...my name's Eddie. Eddie Munster," I replied.

The Addams girl only nodded. "Well, my name's Wednesday. Wednesday Addams," she said, obviously trying to humor me. "I thought I kept seeing you and your girlfriend looking at me."

I blushed. "That's not my girlfriend. That's only Lydia."

Wednesday gave me a wry chuckle. "Only Lydia?" she asked.

"Well, she's my best friend. I don't really look at her like that."

"Like what?"

"Like...like...like...a girlfriend."

Wednesday chuckled again. "You're an interesting fellow, Eddie. For reasons I can't explain, I find you quite...I dunno...fascinating. Why don't we talk some more at our lunch time? Meet me over at Darkmoon Common over by the knotted, old willow."

And with that, she whirled around and left the classroom.

My heart thumped wildly in my chest. I couldn't believe it! She had talked to me! She actually talked to me!

I pumped my fist with excitement and whooped loudly.

Professor Eulisses gave me a questioning glance. I had forgotten he was there.

I blushed and quietly left the room, celebrating in my head. And then, it suddenly dawned on me; I had never asked Wednesday once about the weather.