Beth Kennedy

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School started a week after the Bowers incident and i still had no friends. I decided to stop going to bike meets but other then that nothing really changed other then the turning of the months, August to september.

I woke up early at 7;30 am to get ready. I want going to change myself compleatly for Derry, but i was willing to try, starting by wearing some decent clothing. I choose out tan shorts and a red tanktop with long white socks and converse. Aunt jeanie had dyed my hair a brownish blonde with the light highlights she put in the day before, and all of this made me finally feel somewhat of a pure kid again. I didnt wear any make up other then the dark cherry lip spread Jeanie had got me, and my ears where empty of jewlery.

The bus came at 8 am and i hopped on, taking a spot at the back by myself. The potent smell of shitty perfume and body odor filled the bus but i managed to ignore it by burowing my face into my backpack. It used to be Codys. It still smelt like him. His cheep cologne, stale but aromantic. I wished more then anything that he got to come with me to Derry, or i got to go with him to wherever he went, but it was only that, a wish. Cody was long gone and he wasn't coming back. Not for me, not for anyone.

I was the last one to come off the bus. Before then it, hadn't occured to me that Derry didnt get many newcomers. In Portland there were so many people i didnt have to think about attention because i knew i wouldnt get it It was like i was conditioned into not being seen. When the eyes off the kids all turned to me i felt my heart rate vastly quicken. I stood  right down at the pavement and ran off into the school embarassed, though im not sure what of.

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