(Meeting the losers)chapter 3

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Y/N pov

  "YOU'RE A GIRL" Richie yelled yanking me backwards almost making me fall. I kept looking straight

  " why won't you look at us?" The curly head boy asked curious on how I still couldn't face them.

  "I just don't want to" I said whispering just loud enough for them to hear.

  "Why?" Richie asked pressing me into talking which I was afraid he'd recognize my voice so I was trying to stay quiet.

  "Because I don't want to okay" I said whispering it again starting to get upset that he won't shut up.

"Why don't you just wanna talk?" Once again Richie spoke up and kept digging and digging.

" BECAUSE I DON'T FUCKING WANT TO TOZIER" I yelled over my shoulder glaring at him. That's when his eyes went wide.

"I never told you my name..so" Richie started, you could see the gears in his thick skull finally moving and he put 2 and 2 together. He let out a huge gasp.

"YOU'RE Y/N!" Richie yelling pointing at you as everyone looked between you and him. You let out a sigh.

"Why were you avoiding me?" Richie said sounding kinda hurt which I honestly felt bad for but he just didn't understand.

"You wouldn't understand" I said letting out a small sigh shaking my head back and forth.

  "We'll help us u-u-understand Y/n." Stutter both stepped closer to me putting a hand on my shoulder making me jump. He quickly took his hand back and and put it up in defense. I was tense and they all saw that. I had a million thoughts going threw my head right now.

  "Y/n..?" Richie said in a low concerning tone.

  " what Richie?." I said in a expressionless tone but they could see I was clearly worried.

  " why can't you look at us" Richie said furrowing his eyebrows together.

  "Richie stop asking." They curly head tried to shut up the loudmouth.

  "What's wrong with you y/n?" Richie kept going and going which was making me even more upset and i was just trying to let it die down so I could leave. Then you remembered you had the curly heads yarmulke hat

  "Shit" i whispered just loud enough for them to hear me.

  "What is it?" The small boy spoke up not getting a response as i just kept muttering.

  "Fuck it" i whispered to myself sick of this shit so what if they see who cares I thought to myself they'll probably see sooner or later.

  I walked past Richie, stutter boy and the small one and walked straight up to curly head. He was very confused on why i came up to him but he didn't say anything. I kept my head down.

  "Umm...you okay" they curly head asked looking down at me confused on why I was standing right infront of him.

  I slowly pulled his hat out from my sweater pocket and held it in my palm as he looked at it.

  "Oh, thank you!" He said grabbing it out of my hands and putting it on he smiled as he gave me a hug which caught me off guard.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 10, 2022 ⏰

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