Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
CHAPTER FIVE: FIRST ENCOUNTER
✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰
EVERYONE IS AFRAID OF SOMETHING. whether they would like to admit to the fear, everyone is scared of something. whatever that may be such as the fear of drowning, or blood, or even animals or small tiny insects. everyone is afraid.
jenna's fear was most common in young children but she never spoke about it often. it would come up once or twice in a conversation. if someone mentioned it, she would quickly just say she didn't like it and move on.
there she was, laying down in her bed as she rummaged through her box of many photos that she had taken of her and her friends. beverly had to sadly leave that night because her father wanted her home. jenna understood but didn't bother her about it. richie and jenna had gotten much closer throughout the year so she was glad about that. she picked up a polaroid of richie with two pretzel sticks up his nose while he was sleeping.
sure, jenna had the humor of a six year old sometimes but she loved their talks together. richie, being a loud trashmouth, was actually a very good listener when he could be.
"i just don't understand why you won't grow a pair of tits and tell her how you feel, jen" richie plopped down on the brunette's bed, pushing his glasses closer to his face. she shook his head, plopping down next to him.
"you know exactly why, rich. i can't." she shook her head falling backwards now onto her fluffy comforter. richie followed, sighing softly. "i know that but... how do you for sure she won't feel the same?" he turned his head to look at her, flashing her a genuine smile.
jenna knew richie hated his smile but she loved it. it was almost like a child's by how his two front teeth were slightly out than the rest of his teeth. "because, richie. have you seen her? no girl like that... could be, well, into girls" she threw her hands up in the air in frustration.
"i mean, you're hotter than most of the girls at our school and oh" he paused dramatically while hopping her nose. "would you look at that? you're into girls, my friend" he smiled in success when she broke out into a chuckle.
she shook her head at his goofiness and shoved his hand away. "don't touch me with those fingers, richie tozier. i don't know what you do at home or in your free time" she stared up at her ceiling, her hands rested on her stomach. richie snorted, pushing his glasses up from falling.
"yeah because after i wack off , i'm gonna come on over to me best mates house and rub my dick-scented hands all over her face" richie mimicked in a terrible british accent making jenna gag at his words and shove him away even more. "god, you are disgusting" she laughed when his mouth dropped.
