Trashmouth || Richie Tozier x Reader

3- Quarry Date

I walked down the school hall. Everyone was talking about prom. I wasn't really into dances. I never knew how to dance. I opened my locker and left some of the books in there. When I closed it, I saw Nick on my right. I jumped out of fear

"Jesus fuck you scared me" I said

"Sorry! I didn't mean to!" Nick chuckled

"No it's fine" I smiled

"Well do you plan on going to prom?" Nick asked

"I dunno, I'm not much of a dancer. But mabey I could hang with the Losers" I said

"The Losers..?" He asked

"Oh! It's our friend group" I said

"Cool name" Nick smiled

"Thanks..?" I rose an eyebrow

"Anyway, I should get to History!" I added

"Oh, okay! I'll see you during lunch Scarneck!" Nick waved

"Sure thing!" I said

"By the way, I like your outfit" Nick smirked

"Thanks I guess??" I replied

I walked down the hall, expecting to meet Stan since we had History together. I bumped into a few people on the way to the class, one of them being Richie.

"Princess!" Richie smiled

"Hello!!" I said and he hugged me

I hugged him back, he soon let go of the hug.

"Yesterday was dope!" Richie said

"We should tottaly go to the quarry today!" I said

"As like a date?" Richie asked

"Today, 5:30 pm. Bring a blanket and some juice or soda. I'll bring the rest." I said and pecked his nose

"Sure thing" He smiled

"Bye! I love you!" I waved

"I love you too!" He waved

Just as I continued walking I saw Stan.

"STANLEY!!" I yelled

"Oh God." Stanley sighed

I ran up to him.

"Heyoooo" I said

"Hi" Stan replied

"Wassup?" I asked

"Oh nothing, I'm just a bit sleepy." Stan said

"Same" I said

"Excuse me, I just have to go to the bathroom real quick" Stan ran off

That was weird.. I looked to my right amd saw Bill, surrounded by a bucnh of cheerleaders. They obviously flirted with him, but since Bill didn't wanna be rude and tell them to fuck off, he just ignored it.

The bell rung, Stan was still not here. I quickly went to the men's bathroom and entered without anyone noticing. I heard crying coming from a stall. I entered the one next to it and peeked over to see who was crying.

"Stan..?!" I looked down and saw Stan.

His cheeks were wet from the tears and his palms were over his eyes. His hair fell over his forehead as he quietly sobbed.

"Y/n..?" Stan looked up at me.

"Stan why are you crying" I quickly entered his stall

"I'm fine" Stan wiped his tears away