𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘴 ~ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧

Chapter One

Chapter One:
What A Fucked Up Life
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"Those little assholes called you what?"

"Zombie.. zombie boy." Will repeated, avoiding her eyes as he looked down to his drawings.

Ramona sighed, pursing her lips as she stared sympathetically at the boy.

What a fucked up life. She thought. He disappeared for a week, going into some fucked up other dimension with weird creatures trying to eat them, only to come back and to be bullied relentlessly and continue to have flashbacks to when he was in that place.

"What fucking- sorry, Will- assholes- again, sorry- if I wasn't sixteen I'd beat the shit out of them." Ramona scoffed, standing from the couch and walking to the kitchen. "Too bad I'm sixteen. If only I was thirteen again.. Those assholes wouldn't see my damn fist coming before it's hitting them."

"You wouldn't hurt them." Will shook his head with a laugh, looking up from his drawing.

"Hey! I would too, only if they hurt you or your little friends.. mostly you, but.. still." Ramona opened the fridge, her eyes scanning the shelves until she found what she wanted.

"'Mona," Will laughed, "I don't believe you."

"Believe whatever you want, kiddo. But I speak nothing but the truth." Ramona shrugged, shutting the door with her elbow..

"There's a new girl in class." Will pushed himself off of the ground and walked over to the counter. "Her name is Max."

"That's a cool name." Ramona nodded, handing him the glass of chocolate milk.

"She plays arcade games and Dustin and Lucas are in love already. Mike doesn't like her, though."

"Mike doesn't even know her?" Ramona furrowed her eyebrows, "It's been a day, right?"

"Mhm.. She said she had a step brother-"

"Billy Hargrove." Ramona interrupted, pulling out the pizza from the oven, "Yeah, he's a.. un enorme gilipollas."

"I hate when you speak Spanish so I can't understand." Will whined, putting his glass down. "It's not fair!"

"Then learn Spanish, little dude." Ramona laughed, "He's a tool. Girls think he's hot shit, I mean, sure, he's hot I guess, but he's a tool."

Ramona leaned against the counter after placing a plate in front of Will, "He thinks he's a king, and he's ego is even bigger than Harrington's, and Harrington has a huge ego."

"You talk about him a lot."

"Wha- do not!"

Will rose an eyebrow, "If you say so."

"Cállate y come tu pizza."

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"What's your name, pretty lady?"

Ramona rolled her eyes, "Fuck off."

"Oh, feisty are we? Don't worry, I like the challenge."