iv. chapter four
BFFS KRISTY && MARY ANNE tuned out Eddie's nonsensical rant about the aids epidemic, and his mom's "friend from New York" who probably didn't even exist and was probably just part of a story to scare him. "—How do you- HOW DO YOU AMPUTATE A WAIST?" Eddie ranted, at this point not really caring about whether anyone was actually listening or not. Everyone stopped in an alley and settled Mary Anne and Ben on a couple of crates.
"My dad will not be happy about this..." Mary Anne said, referring to her appearance. Her whole outfit was covered in dirt, water, and leaves, her socks were ripped, and her hair that used to be two neat braids was frizzy and barely what you would even call pigtails.
"No kidding..." Kristy commented. Mary Anne looked like she just had a dirt bath— probably because she just did.
"What the fuck?"
Everyone whipped their heads around to see Claudia with a staple-gun in one hand, and a stack of Baby-sitters Club posters in the other. "Why do Ben Hanscom and Mary Anne look like they just got mauled by a bear?"
Mary Anne and Ben shared a look at that comment, coming to the conclusion that they do in fact, look like they've been attacked by a wild animal. "Henry Bowers happened." Mary Anne mumbled. Claudia looked like smoke was about to come out of her ears at this.
"We were just going to the pharmacy to treat them." Kristy stated. "You and Richie can stay here with them, we're going."
"WAIT YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE WITH-"
All of them were already inside. Claudia accepted defeat, and sat on a crate in front of Mary Anne and Ben. "I'm glad I got to meet you before you died- HEY!" Richie yelled from Claudia elbowing him.
"Jesus Christ, they're not gonna die Richie!" Claudia yelled, clearly already fed up with his antics. Mary Anne was dumbfounded at the fact that right after that, Richie was back to making googly eyes at Claudia.
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Stacey was not happy to be at the pharmacy. In fact she hated everything about it. Down to the fact that Mr Keene was a borderline pedophile. Her mother had to drag her all the way down to the pharmacy that day. Although, Stacey was at least thankful Sonia Kasparak wasn't there with her son harassing Mr. Keene for more medication. The two had a sort of understanding about what it was like to have a smothering mother. It was evident in the looks they gave each other while Sonia was yelling at Mr. Keene.
"What's wrong with you?"
Stacey whipped her head around to make sure whoever that was, they weren't talking to her. Instead she saw Beverly Marsh terribly hiding a Tampax box behind her back, facing the losers club and... Kristy?
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