Poems & Playlists! °•Ben Hanscom•°

Chapter 1

🎈CHAPTER 1🎈

•°Corinne's POV°•

The annoying school bell, woke me up from my peaceful nap, sleep wasn't something I get much of, especially at home. I sat up straight, stretching, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, waking up fully, starting to get aware of the commotion happening around me.

Summer I thought, excitedly a smile on my face. My eyes scanned the room, seeing most of my classmates already ran out of class in excitement, some were a little too excited, their parents probably had made some really big plans for them. A little break from this hell would do each of us some good.

Our dearest teacher's glaring eyes did not go unnoticed, he was ready to scold me, for falling asleep in his class. I love poetry, it's the one thing that really interests me, and than this specific teacher makes poetry sound like the most boring subject in the world, he made it too easy to fall asleep in class, with his voice.

I ran out as quick as my legs could carry me, before the old man was even able to say anything towards me. The school corridors were full of students, I felt like I was in gym class playing dodgeball, trying to avoid touching other students.

I accidentally bumped into a very close friend of mine, Eddie Kaspbrak, he was a small guy that loves talking a person's ear off. I stopped in my tracks, turning to the boy with a sheepish smile on my face.

"I'm terribly sorry, Eddie-bear." I said, annoyance covering his face, he hates that nickname, making it more entertaining for me.

"Cori, I told you a million times, stop calling me that! It's embarrassing!" He shouts, his voice laced with embarrassment, his friends were silently laughing next to him.

"How did you get the most hot-headed girl, talking to you?" Richie Tozier, one of Eddie's friends, asked curiously staring at me. I do have a temper, but I only take it out on the people who deserves my anger.

"I have told you a million times, Corinne and I have been friends since kindergarten." Ed stated, rubbing his cheek in annoyance, I understood why it was hard to believe. I would snap at anyone who would dare come near me, and I had no time for bullies, especially Henry and his minions.

"See you later, Eds!" I yelled, rushing through the students, on the look out for the only other person I call my friend.

Gretta stormed past me into the girl's bathroom, and that's when I knew I would find Beverly in there, Gretta had it out for her since the beginning, I just thought she was jealous, Beverly was beautiful after all, Gretta looked like a pig.

Entering the bathroom, I could hear Gretta's annoying voice, bouncing of the walls. There was times I wish I could drown her at the bottom of the quarry and then throw her body down the sewers, so that nobody could find her, but that only ever ended up happening in my thoughts.

"...I know you're in there, little shit. I can smell you." the witch said, I looked at her friends who were busy throwing water in the garage bag, full of garbage, I got slapped in the face with a great idea, an unpleasantly sweet smile crossed my face.

"No wonder you don't have any friends except for that other slut, did you sleep with her too?" Gretta asked mockingly kicking the stall door again. I didn't find that to be an insult at all, if I was a boy, I would totally go for Beverly, she was a beaut.

I sneaked past her, hoping I won't be noticed right away, it was a challenge. "Which is it Gretta? Am I a slut or a little shit? Make up your mind? And leave Corinne out of your mouth, her name doesn't need to be contaminated by the likes of you." Beverly snapped, her voice was filled with obvious annoyance, but I was happy to hear that she was standing up for me, like I would do for her.

I went to grab the garbage bag out of the girl's hands, she stared up
at me wide eyed, there was hint of fear dancing in her eyes, which I found hilarious, because I haven't even done anything to scare her yet, they were even too shocked to let Gretta know of my glorious presence.

I picked up the bag, which turned out to be a lot lighter than expected, taking my stance right behind the witch, holding the bag above my head, "Your trash..." Gretta was cut off as I threw the garbage water all over her head.

She started to scream in disgust, I couldn't help it, as I burst out laughing in satisfaction, I ended up struggling to catch my breath, after getting a glimpse of her face.

"You!" Gretta yelled pointing her dirty little finger in my face. "You better take that filthy finger out of my face, before I bite it off," I said to her, giving her my most sadistic smile I was capable of putting on my face. Gretta tried to say something, but she was shaking in so much anger, she wasn't able to get a word out.

"And Gretta, sweetheart, the only person here, who could possibly be trash, would be you, but hey now you smell a million times better." I said sarcastically, in a very sickly sweet tone, and my arms crossed over my chest.

The witch screamed out in frustration, storming out of the bathroom, her little friends following behind her, I waved at them as they disappeared out the door.

I knocked on the closed stall door. "Bev, you can come out, the witch is gone." I say, reassuring her, she opened the door looking at me, noticeable tears in her eyes, I wanted to follow Gretta and throw her into a garbage can.

I was pulled into a hug out of nowhere. "Thank you, I couldn't have asked for a better friend." Bev said, whispering into my red hair.

"Anytime." I said, pulling away giving my best friend a smile.

"I'm still not sure if she's actually a girl or secretly a boy with that boyish voice of hers." I said jokingly making the other girl laugh, shaking her head at me. "Your a terrible person!" Bev stated with a smile. "That's why people don't mess with me." I reminded her as we made our way out of the bathroom and to the east exit, ready to get out of this prison.

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