Losers obsession

Chapter 1: Consequences

Andy sighed leaning back in her chair. Her black strands spreading across the desk behind her. It was currently fifth period, and she was bored out of her mind. The teacher hasn't showed up yet, and she among as three other students where the only people there.

Why couldn't Beverly be in this class as well? She grumbled to herself until she felt a slight tap on her shoulder sighing and turning around she found a boy looking at her with a quizzical look on his face. "Mind getting your hair off my note book blackie locks?" She raised an eyebrow, but awkwardly chuckled none the less.

" Whatever. I guess. " She stated at the boy with the frilly hair and almost identical black square glasses and pushed hers up. They held a staring contest of confused glances before turning around. He shrugged going back to writing down a note to pass.

The class went on mundane, and boring. Still she seemed to notice how the annoying Kirkland brand flint Lockwood would stare at her endlessly, finally fed up she leaned back whispering startling the boy a bit who quickly looked down.

"Why are you staring? Is there something on my face?" She whisper yelled a bit ticked off. She hates staring, especially people staring at her. He cleared his throat quickly shaking his head and scribbling down nonsense on his paper he earlier neglected.

" Whatever. . . . Weirdo. " She sighed turning back. Now, she wasn't the nicest girl, but if you stared at her to the point of scaring her she was more crabby than a lobster. Funny thing is, the usually immature and silly Richie held a face of almost shock, and hurt.

Him weird? No. Was he staring? No. Simply just. . . . Observing a odd person. Okay yes, he was staring but was it his fault she was so. . . . Eye catching? He sighed staring at the back of her head a small from playing his thin tinted lips.

It was lunch time and Andy sighed walking into the lunchroom, a small Apple in her hand which she took a rather loud bite of. Swallowing it, she looked around scanning the room for Beverly and of course, she was no where to be seen. But, the annoying Lockwood from before waved shouting "HEY LOCKEY OVER HERE!"

She shook her head sitting down at a table until he ran over practically dragging her over to his table, where five other boys sat. He smiled still holding her hand as they sat down her giving him a somewhat disgusted look, and letting go much to his begrudgingly disappointed state.

He cleared his throat, and made a hand gesture to her. "Guys this is. . . ." He looked at her expectantly and she sighed mumbling as she looked down wiping her hand he held on her jeans. "Andy." He sighed and rolled his eyes at her. "This is Mrs. Andy, and Andy this is Ben, bill, eddie, mike, and Stan the man!"

She nodded, the boys looking at her all quizzical all raising their hands when their name was called, mike, or so she thought spoke. "May I ask why she's here? Did you like kidnap her like you did with stan?" Andy chuckled slightly alerting a quiet eddie who blushed, not unnoticed by the others.

Richie looked at her. "I'm. . . .richie." He said slowly scanning her. Ignoring the earlier question from mike. Wow. Her chuckle is really pretty. I wish she would talk more. I bet her voice is just as angelic. Richie shook his head smiling and forcefully shaking her hand. A loud squeal heard as a certain firey red head came Bolting towards andy, wrapping her arms around her and suffocating her in a hug.

" ANDDDDYYYYYYY I MIIIISSSSEEEDDDD YOOOUUUUUU" She smiled happily, kissing all over her face to which she giggled, wiping her kiss stained face. Beverly found herself wanting to kiss more than just her face. Beverly looked around to see jealous gazes held by the boys, oddly. They couldn't help but wonder what her skin would taste like, maybe even her lips.

"I see you've met the losers!" She smiled awkwardly to ease. up the tension not noticed by an oblivious andy. "Losers?" Her head shot up in a questioning way. " Yeah! We are the losers club! And your a new member now! " she smiled clamping her hands together much to Andy's obvious lackluster gaze.

"What no-" Beverly enveloped her in a hug much to her protest. "No buts, no cuts, no coconuts!" She said enthusiastically pouting when the bell rang, Andy immediately slipping from her grasp chuckling as she ran from a yelling beverly. "Hey you get back heeeeeeeere! Andyyyyyyyyyyy!" Andy running away as the other losers watched her retreat, all staring before Richie cleared his throat looking at the others. "She's got a nice ass-"

"Richie shut the help up man!" They all shouted, eddie rolling his eyes as he walked out, followed by the others to their different classes. Still they found themselves wondering about that raven haired freckled girl. She was strange, yes. Witty, calculated, and quiet.

Yet, Richie found himself wondering about her. Eddie found himself fantasizing about her holding him. Mike sharing notes, and glances at Stanley throughout the class about the girl. Ben doodling her face accidentally, and erasing it multiple times. And Bill thinking about caressing her soft freckled cheeks.

The small crush all hitting them hard and fast, simply growing slowly, as they wondered about the strange girl. Why was she so captivating? Andy wandered outside of the school not waiting for the firey girl, as she preferred to walk alone, but still. She couldn't help but notice the odd glances, and stares.

Her staring teacher, the giggling boys, the odd behavior. Why was everyone here so, weird? Not to mention beverly's touchy ways with her. She sighed clearing her mind and trotting on sometimes kicking rocks in her bath as she giggled half heartedly.

She still didn't notice the figure watching her walk home.

Oh poor andy, if only you learned to stay away. From them, all of them. But you know what they say new friends, New consequences.