Nice frisbee flamer- patrick hockstetter x reader

the detention

my first week of school was okay, the odd threat from the bowers gang or a push in the shoulder from gretta but apart from that all seemed to be good. i got to know the losers better which is the name we were given by bowers for our group.

school ended in a few weeks and there was going to be a prom right before summer which i was looking forward to, i just wish the stupid bowers gang wasn't going but of course they were all held back a year at school for getting such bad grades so i was stuck with them, yippee.

"what do you guys wanna do this weekend?" asked eddie as we all sat at our science desk, i was lucky we had a group project and got to work with who we want, ms.ripsom sat me next to patrick and it was a nightmare. he killed flies by pulling their wings off and kept them in his pencil case and would show me, total psycho. he'd also touch my thigh under the table and whispered things in my ear which i didn't hate but whatever.

"what if we go to the quarry?" responded stanley, dismissing richies claims of being inside eddies mother followed by a proud high five. "guys we have the b-b-barrens" stuttered bill.

ever since his brother went missing richie says he's not been the same, searching the sewers for him day and night, we helped him look one time but all we found was a shoe from some girl who went missing.

"it'll be fine we can go to the cliff place." i insisted hoping that bill would change his mind. "maybe?" said bill.

"if we go i'll invite beverlyyyyy..." i said, i knew he had a thing for bev considering the way he looks at her. "fine."

we continued to talk through our science project, richie decided to choose to do it on reproduction, of course, when i was hit in the back of the head with a test tube.

glass smashed everywhere and ms.ripsom stormed over to where our group was.

"WHO DID THIS?!" screamed the teacher. we all stayed silent.

"y/n marsh did it i saw!" henry screeched from the other side of the classroom.

"detention. tonight. 2 hours." informed ms.ripsom.

"WHAT?! IT WASNT EVEN ME THIS IS BULLSHIT!" i seriously was gonna get detention all for something i didnt even do?

"do you want to make it 3 hours?" i didnt reply, i just sat back in my chair and laid my head in my arms.

"are you okay y/n?" eddie asked comforting me. i nodded.

"HOLY SHIT!!" richie shouted, i was confused but looked over at the teacher to see that she had a disected frog on her face.

"HOCKSTETTER! detention for you too, tonight, if you dont go, refusal of your prom this is the third time this week and its tuesday." she said, pulling the slimy reptile off her face, the tough skin of the frog somewhat resembled hers.

great, i was stuck in stupid detention with a boy i hated.

The school day ended and i made my way to my detention, keeping my head down and my music blaring through the headphones attached to my walkman.

Patrick followed, he leaned back on the chair and smirked at me.

i kept my eyes on the floor but he moved his chair closer.

"what do you want hockstetter?" i asked.

"you going to vics party friday?" he replied looking me up and down. richie had told me about the party, victor was nice to us so he invited everyone.

"maybe, why?" i added, looking into
his blue eyes.

"no reason." he chuckled to himself turning back around. his greasy brown hair falling on his stupid yellow shirt. he wore these black bracelets and a silver ring on his index finger, his hands were perfect.

"will you be there?" i asked, to which he turned back around.

"aww cute do you want me there or something?" he teased. i rolled my eyes and waited out the rest of the detention but this boy just wouldn't stop staring at me.

finally, after the 2 hours we walked out when ms.ripsom dismissed us.

"what are you doing tomorrow?" patrick asked holding the door for me, why was he being nice all of a sudden? "i'm going to the quarry." i replied, shit why would i tell him now he's gonna bring henry and ruin everything. "yeah me and the gang were thinking of stopping by." shit shit shit shit, bill's gonna kill me. "really?" i asked with a worried look in my eyes. he grabbed my face, "aww im only kidding you're so gullible." but i pushed him off and walked home, my father was probably thinking i was off with some guys again. "BE THERE FRIDAY BEAUTIFUL!" he shouted, pouting his lips to blow me a kiss, ugh, i definitely wasn't going to go.