Losers' Club //Richie Tozier//

🎈05.🎈

After a few hours of literal fucking torture I was riding my bike back home. I had to spend my birthday with Greta planing out her outfit because some fuck face invited her to go to the movies. Why do I have to help her choose what thong she's going to wear when she looses her decency. She didn't even wish be a happy birthday, not that it was a good birthday to begin with but it would of felt nice to hear it from a friend. 

I know exactly what would make me feel much better. The quarry, where no one ever goes, it's awesome. It took a while until I got there but once I did I set my bike and backpack aside.

"Isn't this shit nice?" I asked myself as I pulled out a cigarette and my lighter.

"Leave him alone!" I heard a yell come from somewhere around me, "Henry stop!" There was a bunch of screams and curse words flying around in the air.

I rolled my eyes as I got up from the ground and followed the noise. I put the cigarette back in my backpack and tucked my lighter in my front pocket. What is so important that people have to scream and distract me from having a nice cigarette while admiring the beautiful view?! I'm going to beat someone's ass.

I kept following the yells and soon enough my favorite dick sucking, sociopath, Henry appeared terrorizing a group of nerds.. Wait is that... Richie?

"You really have nothing better to do?" I asked as I walked closer to Henry. I looked over at Richie who was on the ground with a bloody nose. I also noticed he changed his shirt.

"Aren't these your favorite queers to terrorize?" He asked.

I let out a sarcastic chuckle, "Well of course, but I let them breath once in a while" I said, "so just go, leave them alone" I said.

Every single one of those losers turned to look at me shocked. I can be nice! I have everything a decent human being has to be human; I have a brain and a heart that function perfectly.

Henry and his goons burst out laughing. I raised an eyebrow as I looked at them.

"You did not just say that shit" Henry said as he turned back to Richie ready to hit him again.

"Henry" I warned.

"Go blow your fucking local pharmacist" Patrick said.

"Is that all you got? Me blowing Greta's dad?" I asked as I rolled my eyes, "jacksss I said to leave hi- them alone"

"You want to switch places with them?" He asked angrily.

A small smirk appeared on my lips, "you didn't catch the me last time. Challenge accepted. Catch me if you can dick suckers!" I yelled as I took off running.

I heard their angry footsteps as they ran after me. I let out a loud laugh as I turned around and noticed a huge amount of space between us. I run fast when it's life or death.

"You're really asking for it!" Henry yelled angrily.

"Oh come on you can run faster than that!" I yelled back, "an itty bitty little bitch like me can't get away again!" I laughed.

I turned back to look at Richie and his friends watching from a distance. They looked like a renaissance painting. Different expressions on their stupid faces, horror, relief, shock.