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◼BROOKLYN MILES◼
We sat Ben on a crate next to the wall of an alleyway as Richie, Eddie and I went to the chemist.
Eddie paced up and down the aisles grabbing about four different packages.
I stuffed my hand into my pockets digging around for cash until finally, I found a piece of paper and pulled it out.
Only about 6 Bucks.
Richie surprisingly had 15 Bucks.
"what? it's for the arcade" Any normal person would say that it was a waste of money but I would do the same thing.
"Do we have enough?" Richie asked as Eddie rolled his eyes at the stupid question.
"I thought you got B's in math" I said sarcastically as I giggled.
"At least I get A's"
"You're an ass"
"No, you're the one with the nice ass, not me" He replied smirking while winking.
An unfamiliar giggle took me off guard as my head spun towards it.
Beverly Marsh.
Another person I knew from detention greeted me with a smile.
"Hey Brooks"
"Hey Bev" I said smiling cheerfully.
Her smile brightened as she looked around the three of us.
"What's all that for?" She asked tilting her head slightly.
"This guy is hurt, we need to pay for all this but we got no money" I said looking back at the two boys.
"I think he's dead" Richie states sarcastically with a smirk.
"Yeah, we're all broke" I said sighing while shrugging.
She went silent for a second before her eyes lit up, I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
Beverly grabbed my arm before gently guiding me along to the counter of the pharmacy where Greta Bowie's dad stood, he had the pedophile vibe to him.
"Hi Mr Bowie~" Bev said in a VERY friendly tone, a bit too much for comfort.
"Play along..." She whispered to me as I finally got the idea.
"I must say, you do really look good in those glasses, kinda like Clark Kent~" I said in a flirty way.
God, I sound like an slut.
We lent over the counter as I pushed my cleavage together and twirled my hair as Bev smirked at him.
Little did I know that Richie was staring intently at my ass which was on show in my short shorts.
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Princess | Richie Tozier
Fanfiction"No it's for your dog, of course it's for you dingus" "Richie, I don't have a dog" :The unfortunate happenings of the Losers Club: 'IT' 2017 AU
