Denbrough And Hocksetter (Patrick Hocksetter)

Ch 2. Tuesday

I woke up and started getting ready for school. Putting on an Pink Floyd t-shirt, black jeans, my black doc martens, and my black hoodie.

I kept my dark brown hair down like yesterday after brushing it and walked downstairs after I was done getting ready.

Bill and I left our house after eating breakfast, riding our bikes to school. We met Bill's friends outside of the school building as we parked our bikes and headed inside.

Hopefully Patrick wouldn't did the same thing again like yesterday during school hours. I kept quiet as I opened my locker up and getting my books that I need for my classes before putting my bagback in there.

Luckily we didn't see the bowers gang at the movies last night. They were probably out taking candy from kids.

I started walking to my homeroom, everything was fine until I felt arms around me, putting me to their body. Then they pulled me into an empty classroom and pushed me up against a wall.

"Good morning darling." Patrick said. "Are you still not going to talk to me Denbrough?"

How does he know my last name?

Oh I forgot, Derry is a small town.

He pushed some of my hair behind my ears before he leans his head near my neck and started kissing my neck. My eyes widened at what he's doing.

No one has done this to me before. I was someone who never had their first kiss, never had a boyfriend and still a virgin.

I started to try to pushed him off of me, but Patrick didn't move. He kept kissing my neck until he stopped and move his head away.

"Now everyone would know you're mine." Patrick said. "And you need to stop wearing that hoodie of yours."

I didn't say anything and I move my left hand to where he was kissing on my neck. I looked down at the floor where Patrick's and mine feet were, I felt like my face was turning red.

"Come on, let me walk to class darling." Patrick said before he pulled me out of the empty classroom and into the hallway.

There were more students in the building now. Going to classes or at their lockers. Patrick walked side to side with me going to my homeroom.

This cause some people to look at us. I still was quiet as Patrick was actually holding my hand right hand kinda tightly, thinking I would take off from him. I wanted him to let go and walk to his friends.

"We here." He said as we stopped walking. Standing in front of my homeroom. "See you later darling."

Patrick kissed my check and then left me there with students looking over. I went to the classroom, going to my seat, which is in the back of the room.

                     ( Lunch Time )

Classes this morning felt like only ten to twenty minutes even though they're not. Patrick sat near by me in the classes two shared, second and Fourth period. He would kept looking over at me like yesterday.

Some students even look at the both of us in the hallways and classes. I didn't like it.

I walked out of the classroom and heading to my locker to put my books away before I went to the restroom. A few minutes later after I came out of an stall, I washed my hands and look in the mirror.

I eyes widened, I saw an red spot on my neck, where Patrick was kissing earlier. He had gotten me a hickey.

Why would he do this?

He doesn't even own me.

I walked out of the restroom and went outside though the back doors of the school building. I sat there for the rest of the lunch period, just looking up at the clouds.

I felt like nothing can bug me now.

Not even Patrick.