Summer of '93 - Stozier

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sorry i haven't updated in a while ive been sick for almost two weeks,, and no i don't have corona,, but im honestly just winging this chapter with not even the slightest idea of what im doing so bear with me

•*•*•Bev & Jenny•*•*•

"You guys know where your going, right?" Bev asked the two boys who stood in front of her.

"'Course." Eddie nodded.

Bill nodded too. "Yup."

They went over their plan for a few more minutes before splitting up and walking to their 'posts'.

Bev was standing out of sight behind a park bin, a few feet away from the bench where Victor Criss and Belch Huggins sat, catcalling the women at the park, as men do, because they are disgusting, vile creatures.
She could tell they were talking, though only able to see their shoulders and the back of their heads.

Bev checked her watch. It was 2:29pm, the food truck opened at 2:30. Vic should get up any second now.. She thought, glancing back down at her watch and watching the seconds tick past.

She could see Jenny over the other side of the park, near the playground, nervously biting her nails as her eyes flickered over to Bev, waiting for the nod.

Just as suspected, Vic got up, saying something to Belch, who nodded, before walking away toward the food truck at the other end of the park.

Bev looked back over at Jenny, who was staring anxiously, and nodded.

Jenny took a breath, fixed her hair and began walking. She walked over to the bench and sat down next to Belch.

"You don't mind if i sit here, right?" Jenny asked, putting on one of the most basic stereotypical clueless girl voice she could muster.

Belch paused for a moment, looking her up and down. "Well, I don't mind at all, baby girl." He winked.

Jenny suppressed the urge to gag, sitting down a little closer than she would've liked, and taking a quick deep breath. This is for your friends, Jen. She reminded herself, turning her head and smiling sweetly at Belch. Don't fuck it up.

"Im- ..Kate." She faked a giggle, batting her eyelashes.

Belch turned to her, a small smirk on his face. "The names Reggie," He winked again. "But you can call me anytime."

Ugh, she fought off the urge to roll her eyes, What. An. Idiot.

Their conversation went on for a few minutes, Jenny keeping up the act of some clueless girl, while Bev was waiting for the right moment to take the photo.

Bev had always been good with pickpocketing, it was just something she'd learned as a kid for no apparent reason. She'd never actually stolen anything all that valuable, just a small amount of money is all.

Once Belch looked distracted, with Jen fake giggling at all his cringe worthy pickup lines, and down right inappropriate comments, she slowly crept up behind him, accidentally kicking a stone, which hit his boot.

Bev froze in place, watching as Belch looked down at his shoe and kicked away the stone. He went to turn his head when Jenny, being a quick thinker, put her hand on the side of his face and turned his head to look at her.

"Has anyone ever told you, you look like Johnny Depp?" She asked innocently, Bev sighing in relief, but suppressing the urge to laugh.