Head over heels

Clean up.

Violet POV:

As the losers and I rode our bikes to Beverly's apartment I thought of how awkward it would be to go clean up Beverly's house after what I said to Eve.

"You expect me to help you after ditching me yesterday? That was a dick move you played on me yesterday. So no I will not be helping, maybe get Beverly to help you clean it, since you know she's your new best friend. Have fun. Goodbye."

Yikes. Honestly If I could, I would ride back to my house, but I'm already out here, might as well try to be helpful. Man fuck Evelyn. Why is she being such a bitch all of a sudden? Ditching me? Leaving me out? Replacing me!? Like what the fuck!? These thoughts were rushing through my head I didn't even realised we got here until I saw Bill hop off of his bike. The losers stopped and hopped off their bikes, I followed them, as I saw Beverly and... Evelyn..

Fuck fuck fuck. I'm so fucked. Can I still go home. I look over seeing Richie behind me. He'll probably stop me, four eyes prick.

"I- We need to show you something..." Beverly spoke.

"More than we saw at the Quarry?" Richie asked.

Creep.

"Shut up! Just shut up, Richie!" Eddie shouted.

"My dad will kill me if he finds out that I had boys in the apartment." Beverly said. Everyone looked at each other.

"W-w-We'll leave a lookout!" Bill stuttered.

"Richie, Violet, stay and lookout." Bill said as everyone ran up the apartment stairs.

"Woah, woah, woah, what if her dad comes back!?" Richie asked.

"Do what you always do. Start talking!" Stanley stated.

"It is a gift..." Richie mumbled.

"Well it's not a very good one." I snarked before sitting on the ground.

"What's up with you?" Richie asked.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"Umm... I don't know... maybe the fact that you aren't talking to your supposed to be best friend since nursery!?" Richie said.

I rolled my eyes.

"I don't know if we are friends... she ditched me to sleepover at Beverly's and then has the audacity to ask me to help her clean Beverly's bathroom at exactly nine o'clock in the morning!" I stated.

"Why do you hate Beverly? And why don't you all hang out?" Richie asked.

"I don't hate her... I think I'm more jealous of her... she's just so perfect, pretty and everything! She's got Bill and Evelyn wrapped around her dainty little finger!" I said.

"Damn you have the hots for Bill badly! Look I'll put a good word in for you, as long as you try to be friends with Beverly. We don't need any drama." Richie said. I laughed.

"I'll try... but I'm not good at starting conversation, unless it's with arguing with people..." I said.

Richie nodded, understanding her.