ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ➞ ᴘᴀᴛʀɪᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ

Bᵣₑₐₖ ᴅᴇᴘᴛʜꜱ

1

It has been a week since the incident at the barn. You sat at your desk at school, beside Richie. Patrick sat behind you with bandaged up arm.

Patrick ended up going to the hospital, because his mother freaked out. The doctor said he would be fine and asked how it happened. Patrick lied and said he fell off a mini cliff. The doctor praised him for still being alive.

"Alright class. Last week of school, I expect everyone to still behave. We have a movie to watch since it's a 'special day'. We will watch The Outsiders since I was informed you read the book with your English teachers" Mr. Cameron spoke.

Last week of school was always filled with fun activities. "I have chips and water up here if anyone will like some. Tomorrow dress for a water day" Mr. Cameron mumbled while pulling up the television.

The students in the class grabbed the chips and water at the front of the class. Richie got a bag of Doritos. "If anyone wants to sit beside a friend, you can do so" Mr. Cameron informed the class as we pressed play.

Patrick pulled his chair beside yours.
Richie scooted away in discomfort. "Don't worry Richie, he won't bother you" You confirmed. Patrick sat back in his chair.

Richie found that hard to believe. Richie and Patrick got along when you were around, when you did the project Patrick and Richie would sometimes tease each other as a joke. Then tease you for telling them to stop.

Patrick put his chair right beside yours so they were touching, we wrapped a arm around your shoulder. He was now more comfortable.

The movie started, every girl immediately falling in love once they saw Dally on the screen. You took a liking of Pony-boy Curtis.

You stood up and went to Mr. Cameron's desk "Can I go to the washroom?" you whispered. Mr. Cameron nodded his head. You grabbed a hall pass and left the room.

You walked to the washroom, you got bored of the movie since you watched it when you were around nine.

You entered the last stall. It smelt like cigarettes "Who's smoking" You asked as you sat on the toilet seat, ready to skip the period.

Some girls giggled and left the washroom. You ducked under the stall to see a pair of feet. "I know someone else is in here" You spoke, sitting back up on the toilet. You sighed when the other girl didn't speak.

"Fine, you'll have to come out soon" You hummed, sitting back on the toilet. "Sorry" the girl muttered. "Why?" You wondered.

"For not answering, I though you were someone else" The girl announced. You nod your head, "what's your name?" You blurted. Waiting for a answer. "Beverly- Beverly Marsh" Beverly told me.

"That's a beautiful name- wait I think I heard something of you" You sat more up to think. "What they say isn't true" Beverly boasted.

"You weren't in the school play that my friend directed?" You asked confused. "Oh... I was- I just- I thought you were gonna talk about the rumours" Beverly stumbled on her words.

"I'm not much of a gossiper. But um why did they make all that stuff up" You questioned. Henry never told you why he said all of that stuff.