Partners in crime~ C.C

Chapter 1

I bolt up, I hear a knocking on my window as I frantically look around trying to find what was making that noise.

Oh, it's Teddy.

I climbed out of bed to open the window when all of a sudden Gordie, Vern, and Chris all jump out of my closet, scaring the living shit out of me and causing me to scream like a little girl

I jumped back on my bed, "AH FUCK!"

"Oh, shit! Oh shit we got you good, mary! eee-eee-eee!"
Teddy did his classic machine gun laugh as he jumped on top of my bed, next to me
"Yeah we got you good, Mar!" Chris smiled as he sat next to me

mar... I love when he calls me mar...

"Yeah, well thanks to you guys I almost had a fucking heart attack. what a great way to start my morning !" I giggle sarcastically as I get up from my bed and walk over to my wardrobe to pick an outfit for the day. I grab a brown cropped tank top and a pair of my older brother's jeans he gave me because they got too small for him.

I stopped for a second and thought, then spoke, "Ya know what, assholes? Since y'all decided to have your fun this morning, I get to choose what we do for the day"

Chris got up from the bed and leaned against the door frame. "And what do you propose we do today, Miss Marianne?" He said with a slight eyebrow raise and a smirk.

God he has the cutest smirk

I contemplated my decision for a second before answering, "Let's go to the lake, It's hot as balls out and there might be some cute boys."

I know what I'm doing when I say shit like that last part, It always get Chris flustered, but it feels good sometimes especially after that Suzanne girl tries to rizz him up. Suzanne Mitchell has been flirting with Chris for as long as I've been here and never once has he given her the slightest bit of interest back. I almost start to feel bad for her wondering when she's going to catch on, but then I remember it's Chris... I don't have a crush on Chris or anything I just think he's... Cute, like really cute and funny and charming and smart... and uh.. gross, anyways.

Chris scoffs and heads for the door, "Yeah, Alright. I'll meet you guys at the lake.", Chris leaves and everybody stares daggers into my soul.

"What?"

"You know 'what', Mary. You gotta stop doing that to him." Gordie got up and headed to door, like Chris did, Teddy and Vern following suite, "Yeah, Man, You know it tears him up.", Vern said.

Damn, even Vern knows.

I stand up and push them out the door, "Whatever, I don't know what any of you are talking about, I'll meet you at the lake."

I do feel bad and I know I need to stop doing it. It just kills me seeing other girls flirt with him especially... pretty girls. I'm not saying I'm ugly or anything, I know I'm pretty, but I'm no spring chicken. My mom always told me how beautiful I was... That was before she passed. She died a few Winters ago, right before we moved here. If it weren't for the guys I'd probably be dead too saying I live with my dad. well "live". He's not really around much.

I throw on a sage green bikini with a pair of cut off dad-jeans over the bottoms, I grab my worn-out converse and head downstairs. I grab a banana, a water bottle, a book, and a few dollars that my dad left on the counter, throw them in my tote bag and walk out the door.

It's a bright, sunny day with a warm breeze. I look around at the sky and don't even realize Chris was standing right next to me until I trip over a rock and almost fall and bust my ass, but he caught me.