021 / I Don't Care About Them

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"We're in front of the school we can't do this." I giggle breaking the kiss slowly.
"I don't care about them." He kisses me once again before stopping quickly.

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—Friday 5:04 pm

"Stan...come on. Let's get up." I shake my head no, my face sore from the tree. "We gotta go to school." I groan turning to the other side. He snuggles closer to my back.

"We gotta." He chuckles. "What time is it?" "Five." I groan before sitting up. "Why do you wake up so early?"

He shrugs putting his glasses on. He wears black pajama pants, his hair a mess as his eyes become bigger behind his glasses.

"I'm pretty sure they're still asleep. Let's go eat before they wake up." He pulls me out of bed by my hand. "Lemme get dressed first." I grab my bag, walking into the bathroom.

Eddie picked my favorite outfit.

(Don't feel like explaining it)

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(Don't feel like explaining it)

"Wow, Stan. You look cute." He smiles wearing a black hoodie and ripped up black skinny jeans. Underneath is a band t-shirt tucked in.

Unlike my shoes, his Vans are dirty and worn out. Most likely from skateboarding.

"Wow. You said my name." I chuckle grabbing my backpack.

He shrugs grabbing his and picking up a skateboard.

"Richie you'll get hit by a car if you don't come over here," I warn him. "Wouldn't be the first time." He shrugs.

"You've gotten hit by a car??!" He nods as if it's normal to get hit by a car.

"I honestly shouldn't be surprised...oh. Bill's calling me?"

—Call

B: hey where'd you go?

S: Richie and I got up really early. Well, Richie did. We're walking to school

B: oh. Okay

S: are you okay?

B: Yeah. I'll see you at school

He hangs up.

—end of call

"He's been weird recently," I mumble to myself. "Come here...put your foot there." "Richie I don't wanna fall." "You won't. I'll catch you." He chuckles gently putting his hands on my hips.

"Never again." I sigh stepping off. Richie catches me quickly. "Yeah, skateboarding isn't for you." He chuckles staring into my eyes.

"Hmmm." "What?" "You have nice eyes." He whispers moving in slowly. "We're in front of the school we can't do this." I giggle breaking the kiss quickly.

"I don't care about them." He kisses me once again before stopping quickly. "What's wrong?" He looks toward his left.

There stands Bill and Eddie.

"I uh...I'll see you later." He walks away quickly, Eddie following behind slowly.

"Hey..." I mumble as Bill grabs my hand gently. We walk into school. Everyone stares at me, most likely confused about why I'm holding hands with Bill when I just kissed Richie.

Like usual. Bill stays silent. "See you later." He stops at my locker before walking away.

"Mike...what's wrong with Bill?" Mike turns around slowly. "I uh...I don't know. I can figure it out for you if you like." I nod as he walks off.

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