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13 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥- 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞

Being a black girl is so fucking hard. My braids are ghetto. My Afro is ugly. My skin is dirt. My body is a sex toy. Why can't people see me as the girl I am. The 13 year old girl I am.

I sat in a field full of grass and white flowers. I have a white dress and black shoes on. My head hiding in my knees.

"Hey who's the babe" Richie said.

"She's crying dumbass"

"Bev go see what's wrong" Richie says

"What? Why me?" Beverly says. "Fine fine I'll go" Richie says after the losers argued for a long time.

"Hey hot stuff" Richie said sitting in front of me. I quickly wipe my tears. "What's wrong?" He says.

"Its just tiring of old creepy men hitting on me and constantly living in fear" I say to him. He smiles.

"Everyone at school thinks I'm a slut. They look at me based off of how much money I have, and may I add I don't have a lot" I say. He nods his head. "I feel like a" I say. "Loser?" He finishes my sentence.

I nod my head and smile as he wipes my tears. "What's your name?" He asks.

"Ari" I tell him.

"Richie" he tells me.

"My friends over there who are staring at us?" He points out. I look over to see a small boy in a red Fannie pack, hitting a boy who is plump and covered in blood for some reason. I see a red headed girl who is pulling the small boy away. And a tall boy who is yelling at them both while stuttering a lot. Then I see a boy sitting down reading a book while flipping them all off.

"Those are the losers club" he says.

"I don't think they'd want to be friends with me" I said

"YES WE DO" they all said. I smiled.

"I promise when your with me. I mean us. That no will ever hurt you" he says. "We are the losers" he says. "We don't have anything to lose" he says. "Well they all have to lose their virginity" I laugh as he stands up. He reaches out his hand and of course I take it.

"Welcome to the losers club hot stuff" he says smiling.

"Okay but your the only one who can call me that" I tell him. "Yeah I know" he says winking. "Whatever Richie" I say as we both run to our new group of friends.

I saw the clown.

I just didn't want the clown to know that I saw him.