sometimes the monsters live inside us too.
[summary inside]
it2017 | eddie kaspbrak x oc
i do not own the 'it' franchise. i only take
credibility for my origin...
TO SAY THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL made Verity ecstatic was an understatement. It was the most anticipated part of the day, from the moment she woke up, she couldn't wait to be walking down the school's exit stairs. There were moments in which she asked herself why school was even necessary.
But when she remembered people like Henry Bowers and his gang, Greta Keene, and her friends existed, then she remembered why school was necessary. Although, she still didn't understand why things like graphs with algebraic equations and so on were necessary in math.
Verity tapped her pencil on the desk, watching as the clock slowly moved. She waited for it to hit three-fifteen and then; she'd be free. Finally out of a place she called Hell.
Richie tapped repeatedly on the girl's shoulder with his finger, trying to annoy her and get her to turn around. When she finally gave in, turning to the smiling boy, he asked, "Does the vagina hole expand this much when having a baby?" he pointed to the opening of his pencil pouch.
"I don't know, Richie," the girl groaned, rolling her eyes at him. "Why don't you ask your mom? Does it look like I've had a baby?"
He looked away momentarily before meeting her gaze again. Richie shrugged once before opening his mouth to yell out the question in front of the entire class. She slapped his arm down, hissing at him, "Shut up!"
He pouted, rubbing his arm up and down. "Ow," he muttered, fixing his glasses before looking back up at her. "What? I'm really curious."
"Does that fascinate you or something?"
Richie smirked, shrugging. "No, it's like shitting, but shitting a human. Not so fascinating," he grumbled, his eyes following behind her where someone walked in the class.
Verity turned around, following Richie's gaze which fell on him. The first time her eyes had fell on him, she was captivated, engraved in a trance of dreams. She had no chance with one of the most popular boys at school- even the town. He was way out of her league, and even more when she began hanging out with The Losers Club. She could only gawk and dream from far away, and hope someday he'd notice her.
And then he did. In math class. When Verity had gotten back her test results, she had groaned, tearing the paper marked with an F, in half. She knew she could've done better, but in a way, that test had done her miracles. He turned around, a frown crossing his features as his eyes fell upon an upset girl.
