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Richie Tozier x Reader: Teen Idle

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I wanna be a bottle blond.

I sighed heavily and looked in the mirror, I had just gotten finished bleaching my hair, it was platinum blonde, like every other girl in this dumbass school.

I don't know why but I feel conned.

I thought back to my younger years, back then, I was thirteen, going through puberty, I wanted to be like every other girl, perfect, like a princess, that was a huge mistake.

I wanna be an idle teen, I wish I hadn't been so clean.

I was always so pure, so innocent, I was always a teachers pet, as clean as someone could get, until I turned fourteen.

I wanna stay inside all day, I want the world to go away.

I sobbed and curled up into a ball, I had just experienced my first breakup. We were dating for a few weeks until I found him kissing some girl with a name that's a number.
Sometimes I wish I didn't exist.

I want blood, guts, and chocolate cake, I wanna be a real fake.

I smiled as I walked through the high school I was currently attending, my thick, mascara-covered eyelashes were weighing down my eyes heavily, the makeup caking my face was unbelievable, my short pink skirt was so small you could probably see my ass hanging out of it, and my shirt was so tight my boobs were bulging out of it.

I looked like every other girl in this school, I looked like a total slut.

Yeah, I wish I'd been, I wish I'd been a teen, teen idle, I wish I'd been a prom queen fighting for the title.

I sighed and stared at the nominees who were wanting to become prom queens, teen royalty.

I was at my high school prom, I was dressed prettier than usual, this time, my ass wasn't hanging out of my dress.
I had a long f/c dress on, it was flowing and stood out.
I didn't look like a total whore this time!

But I do wish I was up on that stage too, only the hottest girls in school were up there, the ones who got voted as nominees. Such as, Beverly Marsh, Greta Keene, and other girls too.

Beverly wasn't enjoying herself too much and looked as if she wanted to leave, but her friends were cheering her on. The Loser's Club, that's what most called them, I'd love to be friends with them, but I don't want to be classified as a Loser, I want to be liked, and not frowned upon.

Though, there is one cute boy in that group who I had a crush on for a while, Richie Tozier. He was a boy who had large, thick glasses, he often wore weird Hawaiian-looking shirts, he was a weird person, a funny person, that's why I liked him.

The group noticed my staring and turned toward me, they all smiled and waved, I put on a fake look of disgust and rolled my eyes, I truly would like to be their friend though.