IT character and cast imagines

Richie Tozier- High School

song suggestion: "bittersweet" by greer

Richie heard the bell ring, the freshmen already pushing trying not be late. He laughed slightly at the though as he made his way to his locker, where Ben, Bill and Bev were already blissfully chatting. They seemed to be conversing about a new student who had just transferred.

"Is she hot?" Richie chuckled, opening his locker. "Maybe she can have a taste of my-"

"Nice to see you too" Beverly interrupted, swatting his arm. "I don't know why anyone would come to this cul-de-sac of a place, specially on their senior year, but I heard her mom got transferred quite recently here."

Richie closed his locker, taking his needed books. "But the year has already started a few weeks ago, why would she move now?" he heard Ben question. "She lost a lot of material already."

Bill rolled his eyes before chuckling. "H-how about w-we wo-wor-worry about getting to cl-class instead of the new girl?" Although he still stuttered from time to time, he was definitely improving drastically. He started pushing his friends towards their classroom when Richie stopped dead on his tracks.

"Is that the new girl?" He questioned, pointing to the furthest desk in the room, back row, next to the wall, away from everyone. "I would definitely like her bent over-" before he could continue, Beverly slugged him in the head.

"I swear if one more word comes out of your mouth-" she threatened, sitting down in her seat. "The girl looks like she's ready to bolt out at any moment, don't make it any harder for her."

In fact it was true, the (Y/HC) haired was quickly averting her sight from place to place s her hands held her desk with such strength her knuckles turned white. "She does not look keen on socialising" Richie thought to himself as he sat in front of her.

The classes seemed to pass rather rapidly and before he knew, Richie was standing with a tray filled with food, trying to look for a table so him and his friends could stay. Instead he saw the new student, sitting all alone, her eyes glued to a book, her headphones on her head. "She's probably into indie songs" he thought to himself as he analysed the girl's clothes. She looked rather lonely, alone with her book in a table for four. He took another glance at the girl before turning to his friends and telling them he would be eating with someone else that day.

He set the tray in front of the girl, trying to attract some attention towards him, unfortunately he just nearly missed the table, resulting in his plate of food dropping in the ground. She looked from her book slightly, trying to see what all the commotion had been for, before looking right back at her book, blush forming on her cheeks. This was not what she had bargained for. She had always been a loner, an outcast, no one seemed to want to talk her, and she was more than happy with that. Not having any friends meant no disappointments, no fake friends, nothing but time to do whatever she pleased without having to leave her house except for school. She just wanted to be left alone, was that too much to ask?

"I'm Richie" the boy smiled holding his hand up. "And you are?"

"In fear of becoming a huge cliche, I'm leaving" she pursed her lips, putting her book down and picking up her tray. "And you should probably clean that up, seeing it's your fault after all." She pointed to the food on the floor.

"You're not even going to tell me your name?" Richie laughed, setting a hand on her arm. "Come on, I made a fool of myself for you." He smiled sweetly at her.

"No one asked you to." She shook his hand away. "Besides, I hate being someone's pity case" She looks at him once more, the smirk on his lips taunting her. "I don't know what you thought but I'm quite fine being alone, it doesn't bother me, in fact I prefer it."