𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲¹; Richie Tozier✓

𝐯𝐢𝐢𝐢. wanna float?

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Chapter eight:
Wanna float?

"Hey, Josie...wanna float?" An eerie presence crept from behind Josie, sending shock waves down her spine. The sound of her heart's rhythm was almost deafening, and her palms were clammy, which was certainly not due to the quarry.

Her breath was unsteady as she slowly turned around, the image of the clown she believed to be behind her pounding in her mind. All in an instance, the uneasiness in her body slipped away when the figure of a familiar Trashmouth came into view.

"Richie, what the fuck!" Josie cried, splashing him with water. "You scared the shit out of me!" His laughter overpowered her exclamations.

"Ha! You should've seen the look on your face!" Richie snickered, pointing at her teasingly. "You totally thought I was the fucking clown!"

Josie, unamused rolled her eyes. "Yeah, it's just so funny how you almost gave me a heart attack because I thought you were some psycho clown trying to murder me," she ranted, frowning.

Richie's laughs subsided, his face twisting into an expression of fake sympathy. "I'm sorry, Jos, really," he apologized jokingly, clutching his chest.

Josie quietly scoffed. "What are you even doing here?" she inquired, resting her hands on her hip.

"Couldn't sleep," Richie answered, shrugging. Taking his glasses off, Richie used the palms of his hands to wipe the water droplets off the lenses. "You?"

"Same as you," she replied. "My parents were at it again," she added with a sigh, her eyes drifting down to the murky water that glistened under the moon. The soft glow seemed to dance on top the natural waves of the quarry.

Richie raised his eyebrows, forming a mischievous smirk on his lips. "Woah, you mean like at it, at it or..." he chortled, humping the water in attempt to make a joke, but quickly read Josie's serious demeanor. "Shit, I'm sorry."

Josie pressed her lips together, lightly shrugging her shoulders. "Well, there's not much I can do about it and... I'm used to it anyways."

"Well you know what I think would make you feel better?" said Richie as he slowly advanced towards Josie.

"What?"

Richie smiled. "This." And with that, Richie wrapped his skinny arms around Josie's waist, pulling her up as he body-slammed into the water, submerging the two of them with a loud splash!

Josie quickly broke free from Richie's grasp, shooting up with a loud gasp. Her body shivered as she pushed loose strands of hair away from her face, trying to register in her mind what had just happened.

And seconds later, Richie arose from the water as well, looking proud of what he had just done. "Oh you're a dead man, Tozier!" Josie cried, swimming over to him before throwing him in as payback.

The two teens splashed around for a while, having fun. Josie thought she enjoyed the quarry best alone, but turns out, she enjoyed it much more being alone with Richie.

Though they've goofed off like this many times before, something about this time was different. The whole time an unfamiliar fuzzy feeling float around in Josie's stomach, and she couldn't put her finger on why until it suddenly hit her like a ton of bricks.