pretty when you cry | bowers gang

five

either way he wanted her and this was bad, wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy / she wants revenge

third person.

     it had been a week since she started school. she had gotten closer to bev and ditched gretta altogether. she told the blonde that it was because she didn't like the way she bullied bev, as she had grown to like the marsh girl.

gretta refused to stop bullying, so naturally, they stopped being friends. much to gretta's dismay.

the blonde and red haired agreed to walk to school together every wednesday and friday, much to the gangs dismay.

in the four boys opinion, she and the boys had grown closer this past week. however, vienna wasn't quite sure if she completely liked them yet. she definitely liked victor (shocking) and was okay with belch but henry and patrick bothered her too much for her liking, always finding a way to touch her.

but she put up with it since the gang weren't as bad as the rest of the school and could be funny at some times. they also made sure no one could hurt her which was nice atleast. the only problem was when they would threaten people that talked to her, and she hated that.

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she stormed out of the area, she hated when they would talk bad about beverly.

the group has been relaxing under their tree when the conversation had switched into talking about people the despised. of course, beverly marsh was on there. she couldn't understand why they hated her so much, she wasn't a 'slut' like they said, bev was the complete opposite.

her train of thought was stopped as she bumped into a boy.

"s-s-sorry" he managed to get out.

"its okay.." vienna trailed off, not knowing what to say.

with that, she left the boy standing there and headed to her lesson, sad what happened earlier.

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henry liked her a lot. after seeing her react like that, he decided that they should be together. they would be a power couple, right?

what he didn't like was the feeling he got when she smiled at him with her pretty lips, or when her nose would scrunch up when laughing at his jokes. he didn't like the ribbons she put in her hair, he didn't like the sweet smell of vanilla she carried. he didn't like this weird feeling.

he didn't know what this new feeling was and wanted it gone.

on the other hand, patrick loved the feeling he got whenever she looked at him. like henry, he didn't know what it was but either way, he loved it. it made him feel special. her innocence enthralled him even more.

he had never bothered with romance, there was no one interesting enough in derry. but now that she had arrived, he knew she was meant for him. she was perfect.

sometimes too perfect that at night it kept him up, wondering if she was real or just fake. he hoped for the former.

then there was vic. her childhood best friend. he knew he had a crush on her when they were younger but did he now?

a lot of time had past since they last saw each other (exactly 9 years 2 months and 16 days, he had counted.) but when he hugged her, all those feelings came back.

he stayed up all night thinking about her, hoping things would go back to the way they were.