𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐅𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐊𝐄

4

Saturday came in a flash of sleep, eating, and class.
Richie was currently standing in the bleachers, cheering on Bill who was up at bat. It was the last inning, and it was a tie.

If Bill hit this ball, it could be enough to bring his teammate, who was on third base, home. The pitcher threw the ball straight to Bill's bat, unfortunately for the pitcher.

Bill hit the ball out of the park, for a final home run. Bev and Eddie were livid, screaming their hearts out. Richie whistled through his fingers, loud in celebration. He yelled Bill's name, as the boy finally reached home plate. Mike chanted Bill's last name, causing Bev, Ben, and Eddie to do so as well.

The first game of the season and they won. The rest of the team rushed to the field, and Richie could spot Stan rushing to hug Bill tightly, as Bill jumped up and down. Richie was glad he didn't miss this. Moments like this were important.

"You guys ready to go to the after party?" Bev grinned at Richie and Eddie, who exchanged knowing looks with each other.

"Actually, Bev, I promised to go to another party last already. But, I'll meet up with you all tomorrow to celebrate the win," Richie offered a half-hearted smile, which was accepted by Bev.

"No problem. I'll let them know," Bev winked as she gestured towards Bill and Stan on the field. Richie nodded thankfully, before turning his attention to Eddie.

"Have fun at that after party," Richie smirked, as Eddie rolled his eyes knowingly, folding his arms.

"All those hunky baseball players? You know I will," Eddie smoothly answered, wiggling his eyebrows to annoy Richie.

The only thing that was annoying about the statement was that Eddie would drool all over those guys in uniform. They were way better built than Richie considered himself, and they probably had that cocky arrogance that people found sexy.

But Richie quickly reminded himself that he was about to go have sex with someone else and didn't have the right to be jealous. If Richie could go off with someone, who was he to stop Eddie from doing so as well?

He bid them a farewell, with one last wink towards a specifically adorable blonde boy, and he was off.

About 10 minutes later, Richie strolled up to the library, where Daniel was waiting. He was a good ten minutes late, but at least he was here.

"Hey Danny, sorry I'm late," Richie huffed out as he looked over the dirty-blonde boy's outfit.

He was wearing a black and tight see-through shirt and black jeans just as tight. Richie scanned his face for any makeup but found none. Just Daniel's pale, sculpted face.

Not seeing any shimmer or color was strangely disappointing, but Richie tried to shake how comfortable he was with Eddie's beauty routines. Daniel was a different person.

"It's no worries. I got here maybe 5 minutes ago, Ready to dip?" Daniel quirked a brow playfully as he held out his hand.

Richie wasn't against holding hands, so he clasped onto Daniel's as they walked together to the party.

The party was being held in a frat house that Richie has never seen, and you could see from the gathering of people just on the lawn that this would be a crazy night. He wonders why he hasn't seen this street before this.

Maybe he hasn't explored around the college area enough.

As they walked into the front door, Richie was reminded of all those shady high school parties he attended.
The lights were dimmed, the only bright ones were plug-in strobe lights. The air was thick and heavy with smoke and heat of sexual tension. The music was so loud, it made Richie's chest vibrate to the beat.