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The Amateur and the Actor | richie tozier

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fandom | It: Chapter One

character | (17) Richie Tozier

requested | Anonymous

warnings | none

word count | 2,457

keys | (Y/n) = Your name

summary | hi! i was wondering if you could write a richite tozier x reader the losers are anywhere from 16-18 (whichever you think works best) and the school is putting on a production (play, musical, anything works honestly) and richie jokingly auditions with bill but he gets the lead and him and the reader have like an unlikely love story? cause richies a goof and the reader is like super passionate about acting? sorry if its so complicated and thank you!

editor | @/feliscatus-exe on tumblr

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Richie yawned as he dropped his lunch tray on the table, the loud clang barely making a difference in the cafeteria filled with students' chatter. His friends glanced at him, a few offering greetings, others simply returning to their conversations.

"R-Richie there you are. You t-t-took a while to g-get here." Bill said as he pushed around the barely edible food on his tray with his fork. Richie shrugged.

"There was a fight in the bathroom I wanted to watch." He replied. Eddie sneered in disgust.

"I swear we go to school with a bunch of animals. Honestly, the bathroom? Do you know how many-"

"Nobody gives a shit Eddie." Richie cut him off with a roll of his eyes. He reached across the table and pulled a granola bar out of Ben's lunchbox, who had been distracted by the book he was reading.

"Oh come on man, that was my only one." Ben protested.

"You'll live," Richie replied as he pulled the wrapper apart with his teeth and took a large bite out of it.

"Are we hanging out today or what?" He asked, pushing his tray aside so he could lean his elbows on the table.

"No, Bill's got his audition after school, remember?" Stan replied. Richie cocked an eyebrow.

"His what?"

"Seriously Richie? It's all he's been talking about for the past month." Stan said as he lowered his book.

"I haven't been t-ta-talking about it t-that much."

"Yes, you have." The other three losers exclaimed in near-perfect sync. Bill's face turned a deep shade of red as he crossed his arms.

"I'm allowed to-to be excited ab-bout things." He replied meekly. Richie finished the stolen bar with a large bite before tossing his wrapper on the floor and sighing.

"Lame." He said, drawing out the vowels of the word.

"It's n-no-not lame. It's actually r-eally fun. You would k-know that if you did anything other than play g-ga-ames at the arc-cade." Bill said. Richie scoffed.

"Going to the arcade isn't the only thing I do."

"Getting high doesn't count." Stan quipped.

"You're all so hostile to me today. What, do you want me to audition with Billy boy or something? Richie Tozier's name in lights! I can see it now!" Richie exclaims, his voice fluctuating dramatically.

"W-Who knows? You might like it." Bill suggested with a shrug. Richie snickered.

"Right. We'll see about that. But I shall audition, if not only for you, my dear fans."