the new kid - stozier -

- chapter 10 -

* Richie's POV *

Stan and I hang out in my house for the rest of the day.

"I'm starving!" He rolls off the bed and falls to he floor, dramatically putting the back of his hand on his forehead, acting as though he just died.

"Get off the floor and come with me to the kitchen then."

He jumps up and I pick him up.

"Richie put me down!"
He is light and easy to carry so I continue to carry him. He is doing over my shoulder and punching my back.
"Put me down!" Hes laughing and I let him down once we get into the kitchen.

"What was all that about?" His eyes narrow into slits and he glares at me.

"You loved it so shut up."
He just gives a smile in return.
"Well, what do you want?" I turn to look at him as he is sitting on the floor.

"Tell me what you have." He walks over beside me and looks in the cupboards with me.
"Not much really." I shrug and look back at him.

"Uh...I don't know. You have pasta. Let's eat pasta."

We eat just plain pasta since I have no sauces and no more cheese. I decide maybe I should go to the shop and buy more food. I have no money. And what if my parents don't either? What if they can't afford to buy food. But they're working, right?

My thoughts are all over the place and I'm zoned out thinking about how I can get money and provide for us.

I must be looking upset because Stan asks if I'm okay.

"I'm fine, why wouldn't I be fine?" I look at him and he gives me a sympathetic look.

"You look troubled. What's up?" He stares into my eyes and his brown eyes are silently begging me to tell him.

"I'm just wondering how I can get money since I can't really get a job because I'm only 15. I'd also be shit at it whatever it is. It's not a big deal." I shrug.

"Why do you need money?" He asks.
"I need to buy food." I reply and shrug again.
"Don't your parents do it?.."
"No not really. They're never here much anymore or they probably eat during the day when they're working or something. I only ever really see them if I'm awake late at night."

"Oh." Stan replies simply.
"Well, I have some money if you need it. We can go to a shop now since we are finished our food."
I take our dirty plates over to the sink and wash them.

"No way. You're not paying for me. I can't let you." He gives me a dirty look
"Well too bad, I'm helping you."

"No. It's as simple as that." I say and look at him.
"Yes. We are going after you finish washing those. If you say no, I will drag you out by the hair."

"Jeez..okay..okay."
He smiles proudly. I roll my eyes.

- a few minutes later -

Stan and I walk outside towards the shop.

"I'm freezing." He shivers as we walk, not wearing a coat because he forgot to bring one to school.
"Here, take my coat." I pull my jacket off and hand it to him.

"C'mon, I don't want you to be cold, Stan."
"Yeah and I don't want you to be cold either!" He pushes it towards me.
"I'm not! Besides, you have to because you are spending YOUR money on ME and that's really kind. I wanna pay you back with something nice for doing that for me."

He rolls his eyes and huffs. "Fine."
Stan pulls the oversized coat over him and now it's my turn to shiver. Luckily, Stan doesn't notice.

We get to the shop and I rush into the warmth.
Stan follows me in and we bUy foOd ( Sorry I am not listing it off that's boring )

I run outside when we are finished because it has started raining and if I'm being honest, I love rain. Stan walks outside and sighs.

"Richie you should really take your jacket back, it's raining hard."
"And let you get soaked? No way Staniel. Besides, I love the rain."

We are walking home and I'm walking backward opposite Stan and talking to him.

He suddenly trips over a rock and falls into my arms. I catch him whilst still holding the shopping bag. He laughs and so do I.

He suddenly leans up and kisses me. ( biAnca :-> + CRINGEEE ) It stays like this for a couple of seconds until he pulls away. I'm surprised but really happy. Stan and I kissed. I keep repeating this in my head over and over with excitement.

"Shit! I just cheated on Bill." He exclaims.
"Stan, it's fine, you're breaking up with him soon anyways, right?"
"Yeah, I guess. But.. I'm still with him! We haven't broken up yet."

"Go to his house and break up with him. I'll be there."
His eyes widen slightly.
"Wouldn't it be awkward if you were there?"
I shrug. "I don't really care. But, if you don't want me there when you do it that's fine. I just think you should do it soon so you don't feel too guilty."

He considers this for a moment.
"Fine.. we will go there now.." Stan starts to walk in the direction of his house.
"His house is up this way." He looks at me as he says this and points ahead.
"I know." I reply simply.

"Huh? How do you know?"
"Bill and I used to be best friends when we were younger." I shrug as I recount this.
"What? Seriously? You two hate eachother now!" I chuckle. "Yeah."
Stan smiles and laughs slightly at the though of Bill and I being friends considering how we hate eachother now.

We finally arrive after a couple of minutes of me talking about Bill and I being friends.

Stan knocks on the large wooden door and we wait for it to open.