Bowers Gang X Female Reader

Patrick Hockstetter

he was in my class. And, i was first to know her name.

"Beth Kennedy." Mrs Mormon told us. Her hands where on both of the girls shoulders.

Beth was tall and slim and dark haired. She was so unique that it scared me. How could your eyes not be drawn to her? She looked so vastly different then she did the day we saw her. Number one, the hair. It was dyed lighter in a trashy way, but i liked that. She was trashy and hot and there where not many girls in Derry like her. The second thing was her clothes. She was dressed like a grown woman when we met her. Now, she was wearing something more childish, but i liked how she could do both. and the third was her body language. She looked uncomfortable. Tense and uneasy, which is weird because she was much more safe here then under a bridge with a bunch of boys.

She was staring at the floor, until she raised her head and saw me. Her eyes widened but only for a second, and she locked her gaze on me as the teacher continued to talk bout her. "You can sit in front of patrick." Mrs Mormon said. "raise your hand patrick." I did so, and i couldnt help but smirk as she took the spot in front of me.

The entire class i spent tugging at her hair. Twirling it, touching it and toying with it. She didnt do anything but i could feel the rage seeping off of her. I did it until she tied her hair back so i couldnt reach it any longer. After that I resorted to resting  my foot on her chair, Sometimes kicking it, but always moving so she could tell i was there. This bothered her a lot less which in turn annoyed me, but it was still pleasing knowing that i could tick her off. The worst part was how Mrs Mormon did nothing but talk all period. It must've been agonizing for her; having to sit there with a creep behind her for over an hour, but she didnt show it. Her tolerence must have been so high.

The second period bell rung and she tried to rush off before i could do anything but i caught her before she even reached the door. I grabbed her backpack and pulled her close to me, then swung my arm around her. Still, she did not feel tense, not even a little bit. "Beth Kennedy.. What will we do with you?" i whispered into her ear. "Patrick." She said dryly. "What's your last name?"

We walked through the hallway still in this position. Everyone, even the teachers took notice. It was mainly guys who stopped and stared, most likely in awe of how quicky i had claimed her. "Hockstetter." I said smoothly.

"German? I heard they have small cocks." She said before removing herself from underneath my arm and veering off into a class.

She was there one moment then she wasn't. I had the perfect response too.