"Alright! Everyone go home! The party's over!" An officer yells. The teens scatter. The officer grabs Bill and Richie and puts them in the backseat of the cop car.
"Hey hey hey! Where are you taking them?" I turn around the officer by grabbing his shoulder.
"The station since this is considered an assault." The officer says as he closes the car door.
"Ya I should charge you, Bill." I hear Richie saying in car.
"No, they're friends, it was just a fight." I protest.
"Ya, well it's the law." He tells me.
"Cool down princess, it's not my first time." Richie bruised face says as he opens the door, but the door gets quickly shut again.
"Look lady, you can see them again once one of their parents or someone bails them out, until then they're coming with me." The officer enters the car and drives off. I look around and everyone is gone besides me and Eddie, we start walking to Eddie's house.
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<time skip>
~EDDIE'S ROOM~
I stare up at the ceiling while laying down in Eddie's bed. I turn to him, wondering if he's sleeping. "Eddie," he looks at me. "You're a good friend and thank you for letting me stay the night."
He gives a smile, "ya of course, but is everything okay at home?"
"Well, no, not exactly... my mom and stepdad are always fighting because apparently my mom got married to another man and it's all just really complicated now."
"Oh, well I'll always be here for you, y/n." Eddie moves my hair out of my face. "We better go to bed though...goodnight."
"Goodnight, Eddie." I close my eyes and go to sleep.
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<Friday 3:47 p.m, bus>
I take a seat at the very back and stare out the window. "Hey y/n." I look and I see Richie, he takes a seat beside me.
"Oh hi, where have you been? I haven't seen you all week pretty much."
"I've been suspended, but my father bailed me out of the station three hours later, so I didn't get home until nearly midnight, anyways how are ya?"
I gently place my hand on his cheek looking at his bruised face, "Never mind about me, look at you, you're all bruised."
"Really? I didn't notice." Richie smiles. "So, any plans tonight?"
"Yeah, I'm suppose to go with my brother and his douche friends to go see this new movie or something because last time he went he was smoking weed and stuff so I have to make sure he doesn't do it again, it's my dad's orders."
"Hmm, pretty shitty."
A girl in front of me turns around and Richie is talking to his other friends, "Do you like him?"
"I don't know, kinda?" I really wasn't sure.
"I'm pretty sure he likes you."
"How do you know?"
"Because I'm one of his best friends, I'd go for him, but he's not my type, anyways, he talks about you a lot."
"Actually? Could you ask him if he does?"
"Yeah, sure, I'll find out by next week. Hey, Richie, you should ask y/n out."
Richie turns and looks at her, "maybe." I look at him and he just looks at me.
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Lmao the bus scene reminds me of myself irl since I had the exact same situation. Leave me some feedback pls :)
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