IT Pennywise in Love?

Chapter One

Cecilia

It was tragic, really, the love she felt for him. Jessica, I mean, my best friend who happens to be in love with a boy called Nathaniel. Now their romance was tragic for it was one-sided, a relationship that wasn't quite one at all. They exchanged glances and stares across the room, but who knew what Nathaniel was thinking? What she was...

I myself have not fallen in love. Not ever in the sixteen years that I've been alive have I ever developed anything further than a crush for someone. I suppose I wasn't ready, you can't rush these things. They say you'll meet the one when the time is right. Which I considered to be complete bullshit.

I was currently in the cafeteria, being the third wheeler of a staring contest between Jessica and Nathaniel.

"Just talk to him. The worst that can happen is that he spits on you and tells you to piss off." I say, my attempt at advice.

"How very gracious of you. I can't cause all of his friends are there...they'd think I'm weird."

"Now excuse the language, but quite frankly, who gives a fuck?" I ask her, popping a cherry tomato into my mouth.

"I do! He's Nathaniel, the amazing football player and then there's me, the 'who was that?' girl." She said and in that moment I had had enough of it.

"Jessica, if this is all we're going to talk about for the entirety of our high school life than I'd rather just sit elsewhere. I could tolerate it for two months but I can't possibly deal with another two years." I said, exhausted by the topic.

She was silent at first, turning away from Nathaniel to face me. "I'm sorry, Cecilia." She said, coming to her sense. Damn straight.

"Look, here's my final advice. After school you approach him when no one is around and kinda, I don't know, confess your feelings to him. The worst that can happen is that he says, 'sorry, I only see you as a friend." I say, tired from the repeated advice I gave, but each time she took it differently.

"Thanks C! You always know what to say!" She squealed, hugging me from her seat. I smiled into her hair because I knew she still wouldn't go and that we'd have this conversation all over again tomorrow.

It was as I was leaving the cafeteria that I began to notice someone staring at me. I suppose what gave it away was the fact that from the moment I stood he'd been following me.

From my third glance at him I could make out that he was tall and lean. I couldn't see his face as he wore a black hoodie, with a pair of simple blue jeans.

"Jess, I think someones following us." I whisper to her, sounding more alarmed than I had meant.

"Your just paranoid. This is a school, C." She replied, not at all helpful. I, however, considered her advice and ignored him.

I nearly forgot about him by the time we reached our lockers, I was so focused on the conversation I was having with Jess about our class meeting that I didn't pay attention to his slightly heeled shoes clicking behind me. Close. Too close.

"What do you want?" I question him, turning on my heel to look at him. I must've stopped suddenly because the moment I twirled around, he collided into me.

Taking a few steps back, recovering from the impact he looks at me, stares. "I mean no harm." He says, with a voice I'd never heard before.

"What do you want?" I repeat, crossing my arms over my chest. My heart dropped at his response.

"You."