Richie 001

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The Quarry
Richie Tozier
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I've been living in Derry Main for 3 months now,and I have a class period with this boy named Richie Tozier,he's also known as "Trashmouth"

well,it's what his friends call him.

But ever since I saw him I fell in love with him..
The way his glasses make his eyes 10x bigger than they actually are.
His soft pink lips.
His smile and giggles.
His black hair that hides his forehead.
His freckles that mark his face.
His crazy Hawaiian shirts.
His humor,and jokes.

I just adore that boy so much..

Like that one time he bumped into me,
Or when he helped me up when I fell,I
Very much blushed and turned red..
Especially when he fell on top of me!!

He laughed and apologized afterwards.
I feel like..I'm just not meant for him..
Maybe..maybe he doesn't like me like I do..

I knew I was probably never gonna tell him how I felt..I would just pretend he doesn't exist.

I went to class and he sat next to me.
"Hey,uhm..the amount of times I've seen you,I never asked for your name?" He says,I slightly blush but ignored him like I said I was.
"Well..is something wrong?" He asks.

"No,everything's fine." I give up.

"I'm Richie,Richie Tozier." He smiles,and gosh..that smile made my stomach flutter.

"Uhh..I'm..Y/n,Y/n L/n." I reply.

"Cool name,not sure if I heard a name like that before?.." he adjusts his glasses.

"Do you like this class?" He asks.

"I hate it." I sigh.

"Me too..wanna skip it?" He whispered.

"You wanna do that?!" I move the hair that was covering my face.

"Yeah? C'mon let's go before the teacher enters." He giggles and takes my hand and we exit the classroom.

"Where are we gonna go?" I ask.

"Hm..I don't know." He shrugs.
"Wanna get ice cream?"he asks kindly.

"Sure,but I don't have any money.." I say turning red.

"You look like a fucking tomato." He laughs and it made me look away from him.

"It's cute,don't worry." He laughs again as I turn redder than a tomato.

"C'mon let's just go,I'll pay for them." He smiles as he pulls my hand and we head to his bike.

"Hop on hot stuff." He smiles as I hop onto his bike and rode off to the ice cream shop.

"What flavor you want?" He asks.

"Y/f/f" I tell him as he smiles.

"Of course." He says as he orders our ice creams and pays for them.

We take a seat outside and enjoy our ice creams together before he starts a new conversation.

"I've seen you in school before." He stated.

"Yeah,same." I reply.

"You look pretty." He licks his ice cream as I turn red but continue to lick my ice cream as well,before answering him.

"T-Thank you.." I stutter.

"Are you like..single?" He asks and my heart skips a beat.

"Y-yes..why?" I question.

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