ANOTHER LOSER || S.Uris

0.2

Stanley was standing in the Synagogue, the Torah in
front of his face as he tried to say the words, the
kippa (thanks to Violet) resting on his head. His eyes
scanned the pages, now because of his Kippa, Violet
in his head. Great, now he couldn't concentrate at
all.

"You're not studying, Stanley." Stanley stopped
talking, his head hanging low as he heard his father.
"How's it gonna look? The rabbi's son can't finish
his own Torah reading." He looked at his son before
sighting. "Take the book to my office. Obviously
you're not using it."

Stanley closed the book and took it under his arm.
He walked towards the office of his father, a hand in
front of the right side of his face, trying not to see
the painting of the weird looking woman on the wall.
But he couldn't keep himself from noticing that the
painting wasn't hanging straight. He placed the book
down onto his father's desk and walked towards the
painting. Holding his breath in fear as he looked at
the painting, hanging it straight again.

He walked towards the other books again, hearing a
thud behind him. He softly turned around, his breath
stuck in his throat as he gulped. Seeing the painting
on the ground, he walked towards it and took it into
his hands, not noticing the flickering lights above
him. He hung it up again, now noticing the woman
wasn't there anymore.

He turned to the door quickly when he heard a fluid,
turning around softly to hear weird voices and the
woman staring at him. He rushed out of the room,
bumping hardly into Violet.

"Woow!" Both of them fell onto the ground,
groaning in pain. "We have to stop falling over as
soon as we're together." Stanley got up and pulled
Violet onto her feet, her hand was now taped
in a white bandage as it was still hurting to much.
"Sorry, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm okay birdboy." She stopped talking for a
moment, looking down to her feet, her hand playing
with the bandage on her other hand. "We should go and meet up with the other losers, they are picking Eddie up."

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The two of them waited outside for Eddie, Bill and
Richie to come outside again. Violet was tapping her
hands on her bike as Stanley was pacing in front of
her. she looked over to him and chuckled, getting his
attention.

"What got you so nervous all of the sudden? Did
something happen?"

"Nothing, nothing to worry around."

"Around? Don't you mean about?"

"Yeah, yeah sure." Stanley exhaled in relief as he
heard the door of Eddie's house open, and hearing
Eddie apologize to his mother for some reason. He
got back onto his bike as the other boys grabbed
their bikes from the ground, Violet already kicking off
and riding next to her brother.

As they passed the library, Bill yelled out to the
others.

"High-yo Silver awaaay!"

"Your old lady bike's too fast for us." Richie called
out, Bill still paddling his feet as fast as possible
while Violet was driving a bit more controlled, meeting
up with Stanley in the back, the two of them
grabbing each others hand. Smiling at each other as
they continued to paddle towards the sewers.

"Where? Where's the poison ivy?"

"No where, not every fucking plant is poison ivy,
Stanley." Richie scolded him, looking over to Violet
for support, but she was too busy holding a hand on
her chest, feeling her breathing going up with the
second.

"Ok well I'm starting to get itchy now and I'm pretty
sure this is not good for me." Eddie and Stanley
caught up with the others, standing in front of the
sewer, not noticing that Violet's breathing was at an
irregular speed.