【𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 】ᶠⁱⁿⁿ ʷᵒˡᶠʰᵃʳᵈ ⁱᵐᵃᵍⁱⁿᵉˢ ⁺ ᵖʳᵉᶠᵉʳᵉⁿᶜᵉˢ

notebook (rt)

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"what did you write?"
"nothing!"

I watched as the rain droplets met the window, I was inside, sitting at one of the library tables. the table was square shaped and there were two couches facing eachother by the table.

I sat next to bill, infront of me was richie who was sitting next to stan. I grab my dark sage colored notebook, opening it and grabbing my pencil. "the bitch from english gave me extra homework." richie said, making and end to the comfortable silence.

"why now?" bill said along with a chuckle. I don't pay attention, knowing the story since we share our english class. I start doodling on one of the last pages of my notebook.

I doodle allot, it's mostly what I do to get out this world. I doodle whatever comes to mind. I doodled an airplane, a tiny house, hearts, stars, heart shaped glasses, a radio and a giant heart saying richie + (y/n).

wait-

why did I draw that? thats- weird. before I can grab my eraser, bill starts chuckling, looking at the page. I give him a glare, a pleading yet angry glare. he shrugs in response, a way of saying 'calm down, I won't tell.'

richie tries to steal the notebook, wanting to see what's on it. my eyes widen quickly and I slam the notebook away from his hands aggressively.

I close the notebook and put it back in my backpack. "what did you write?" he asks, raising his eyebrow suspiciously. before I could answer, bill starts laughing hysterically and I nudge him.

"nothing important." I shrug, acting like bill wasn't dying of laughter next to me. "oh don't worry, I'll know." richie says with a smirk.

he wasn't wrong, every time richie didn't know something, he would know at some point. it never happened to me but stan swears richie has the right instinct or has his ways to know what you're hiding.

I just smile confidently at him, faking the confidence because I know he will find out, and I don't now what will happen.

well obviously I know that drama will happen, but still.

bill manages to stop laughing, whispering some jokes or teasing that makes me blush of embarrassment, I slap his cheek playfully in response and try to hide my red face in my navy blue hoodie.

ben, eddie and mike waltz over to our table, mike almost tripping that makes me giggle a little while eddie asks mike if hes okay. "okay, ignore that..." Mike mumbles, ben slapping his hand over hid mouth before talking.