*Richies POV
She gave me her number... why? I'm not friends with anyone...let me rephrase that. I have no friends and nobody likes me.
Beverly
R=Richie B=Beverly
R:Beverly?
B:Hi Rich, I didn't think you would text me
R:I probably shouldn't have, but why did you give me your number
B:Because I want to be friends
R:what if I don't
B:mOving on, how are you?
R:I'm fine. I'm ready to go home.
B:Same, could I come over to your house?
R:Um...my parents won't allow it.
B:Rich...I know you live alone, it's obvious
R:rude much?
B:Im sorry Rich, Bill told me
My face grew hot and red from anger. My teachers didn't notice me, they wouldn't notice if I were texting or not.
R:Why would he talk to you
B:Him and I used to talk a bit
R:So did we...
B:I'm sorry Rich
R:Stop calling me that I never said we were friends
B:Fine, I still wanna come over
R:No
B:Richie please...
R:Fine this is the only time
B:Bet I'll see you at your house
R:(random address)
B:<3
I don't know why I let her know my address, it's a dumb mistake I know I'll regret. Maybe not? Yes I will... will I?
*Time Skip*
Walking through the hallways I hope I don't see Beverly. I try not to look but she finally spots me. She smiles and runs up beside me. "Hi Rich- I mean Richie!" "Hi" I say in a monotone voice. "So how was your day." Her voice soft and excited. "It's the same everyday." I grab my skateboard and wait for her.
"So...what do you do everyday after school?" She brakes the silence. I roll down the street listening to anything and everything. The birds fill the sky and people walk up and down the sidewalk. "Honestly nothing...I don't talk to anyone, I mostly watch tv and stuff I guess." I have never really thought about that, no ones ever asked me.
"Beverly..." "Yeah Rich?" "Thank you...for like, hanging out with me. I really don't have any friends to be honest." "Well now you have one." She loops her arm with mine and pulls me along the road. Slowly pulling me on my skateboard and running at times to make me going faster. It was fun, I smiled a bit and laughed to myself. She laughed so loud she couldn't hear me and didn't watch me. "I have some nail polish in my bag, can I paint your nails?" "Sure I guess, I've never done my nails before." She stops and grabs my wrist, still pulling me.
*At Richies house
"What color?" "Black..." "Okay bet!" She jumps onto my couch and pats a spot beside her, her smile bright. Grabbing my hand, my thoughts start going every where.
No one has held my hand in years, the last time was when I was 13. My mom left and held my hand as she walked out the door. "I'll see you later, I love you Rich..." I don't like Beverly, I like boys.
"Sooo...Richie, do you have a crush?" "No, no boy would like me back." My heart skipped a beat a so said that, it didn't matter we won't be friends anyways. "Omg cuteee." She says as she grips my hand a little tighter, showing she supported me. "We should listen to music!" "Go ahead..." I smiled a bit and let her pick the song. "Wow Richie Tozier smiling that's unusual." "Don't get used to it." I laughed a bit, laughing for the first time in a while.
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