Quirkywritings

Hey, everyone! It’s Jay here, back from being completely MIA.

I had no inspiration to write, but since looking through my old posts i thought i should come back to y’all. 

Im currently working on fixing errors and mistakes in all my old fics, so there may not be any new stuff up for a bit, but the old stuff will be better. 

I also added to my Masterlist! Go check out who i started writing for and request if you feel like it!

If you wanna request something please follow the guidelines.

I try to write for most genres, and I’m trying new kinds whenever they come in as requests I currently write AU’s, fluffy, angst, platonic one-shots, hybrids (Trying to at least)

If I do not answer your request: It’s most likely not something I am comfortable with writing. 

If you want to talk to me before requesting on anonymous you can always privately message me about the subject you want to request.

I won’t glorify mental health issues in my requests or posts

I will never write about any sexual assault of any kind

I won't write about Pedophilia

I won't write about Incest

I won’t write about explicit abuse or abuse of any kind

I won’t write about cancer or any other terminal illnesses as i am not educated enough on the subjects to properly write about them

Request away, they’re open!

Y/N = Your name

L/N = Last name

Y/E/C = Your eye color

Y/H/C = Your hair

F/S = Favourite Snack

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It

Beverly Marsh

Eddie Kaspbrak

Mike Hanlon

Ben Hanscom

Stanley Uris

Bill Denbrough

Just date already

Richie Tozier

Quarry Confessions

Cast of It

Wyatt Oleff

Early morning cuddles

Finn Wolfhard

The Photo Album

Buffy: The Vampire Slayer

Buffy Summers

Willow Rosenberg

Xander Harris

Rupert Giles

Angel

Spike/Willian the bloody

Dawn Summers

Alice in Borderland

Arisu

Usagi

Niragi

Kuina

Chishiya

Hatter

Banda

Yaba

Aguni

Heiya 

King of Clubs

Alice in Wonderland

Alice Kingsleigh

The Mad Hatter

White Queen

Red Queen

Cheshire Cat

Indiana Jones

Indiana Jones:

Cats 1,2

Marion Ravenwood

Sallah

How i Met your Mother

Barney Stintson

Legen-wait for it-dary

Robin Scherbatsky

Ted Mosby

Lily Aldrin

Marshall Eriksen

Carl The Bartender

Wendy The Waitress

Its Okay to Not be Okay

Ko Moon-young

Moon Gang-tae

Nam Joo-ri

Kwon Ki-do

Lee Sang-in

Friends

Rachel Green

Ross Geller

Monica Geller

Chandler Bing

Joey Tribbiani

Phoebe Buffay

Mike Hannigan 

Richard Burke

Janice Hosenstein

Full House

Danny Tanner

Jesse Katsopolis

Joey Gladstone

Rebecca Donaldson

Platonic:

Stephanie Tanner

DJ Tanner

Michelle Tanner

Kimmy Gibbler

Bones

Seeley Booth

Temperence Brennan

Angela Montenegro

Jack Hodgins

Camille Saroyan

Lance Sweets

Finn Abernathy

Daisy Wick

Colin Fisher

Jessica Warren 

Gilmore Girls

Lorelai Gilmore

Luke Danes

Rory Gilmore

Christopher Hayden

Dean Forester

Jess Mariano

Wyatt Oleff x Reader

Word Count: 773

Trigger warning: Neck kisses?, early morning, swearing?, DELETED ZELDA PROGRESS!

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*Ring Ring Ring*.

I slowly wake up to the sound of my phone ringing. 

*Ring Ring Ring*.

“Ugh, shut the fuck up, goddamnit”

I turn to look at my alarm clock. '5.30 am' 

“I have to film at 7″ I silently say, already in a bad mood.

*Ring Ring Ring*. 

Angrily I pick up my phone to see who on earth would be calling me at this ungodly hour of the night.

'Noodles' 

The bright phone screen read. I quickly pick up the phone, already pissed off at the stupid boy.

 "Wyatt Jess Oleff you monkeys butthole, why are you calling me this late at night?" I say tiredly trying to hide my annoyance.

"(Y/N), I'm bored come over and play video games with me", 

"It's 5.30 am Wyatt, I can't just go play video games with you, filming starts at seven today and I really wanna get some sleep" I say.

Truth be told I would rather sit and play Mario Kart or Legend of Zelda than lay in my bed for the rest of the night, not being able to sleep.

"Please, please, please (Y/Nnnnnn) I have snacks," Wyatt says, his voice sounded raspy, but he couldn’t have been sleeping, so why would he sound like that unless... he’d been crying. 

Wait... did he say snacks? 

"Did you say snacks?" I ask quickly, 

"Yeah, I got all your favorites too," he said in a sing-song voice.

"You got (F/S)?" I ask quickly.

 "Yes",

"I'm on my way" Jumping out of bed, I sneakily run to my dresser to get a jumper and quietly walk into the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. 

And when I'm done running around the house like a headless chicken, I quietly sneak out my bedroom window and climb over the tree to Wyatts window.

I lightly tap on the glass and look inside. I see a tired looking Wyatt slowly make his way over here to open the window for me to get in.

As soon as I step into the warm room Wyatt hugs me tightly. 

I could hear a quiet sniffle escape him as we hugged. I pull away from the hug to see his face, and when I did my heart broke; red, puffy eyes, his nose had a pink tint and the bags under his eyes were so dark. He had been crying. The question is just why?’

 "Wyatt, are you okay?" I ask as I put my hand on his cheek. 

All he did was shake his head and pull me back into the hug.

"What happened, hun? Do you wanna talk about it?" He pulled away from the hug again and pointed at the TV screen. 

I took his hand and we walked over there together. 

"It's gone," He said. 

I looked to see what he meant by 'gone'. And then I saw it... his Legend of Zelda's progress bar was down to zero again. 

"All my hard work has been deleted" Tears started rolling down his cheeks as he looked down at the ground.

I pick up the TV remote and turn it off, so there wouldn’t be a constant reminder of his loss glaring him in the face, for the rest of the night. 

"Okay, Wy. Calm down, what can I do?" I say calmly looking him in the eye. 

"Lay down with me for a while... please," He said, making his signature puppy dog eyes.

"Of course, anything" He took my hand, pulling me to the bed and laying me down, with my head on his chest.

And there we laid for what felt like an eternity, and before I knew it the sun was rising. I look over at my phone to see what time it is. '6.30', 

Shit we have to go film in half an hour.

I turn around to see Wyatt sleeping peacefully, with a small smile on his face. 

Time for revenge.

I look around his room, trying to find something that would make for a good revenge awakening. Then i spot a pillow... not just any pillow, the pillow. The pillow that was rock hard and horrendously itchy. 

Perfect.

I cautiosly move myself away from the sleeping boy, to go get the pillow. The feeling of it making my skin itchy as i pick it up. 

“Goodmorning, sunshine” I yell as i smack him in the face with the pillow to wake him up.

His eyes shoot open as he looks up at me with the most irritated look on his face ehich is countered by the morning sun's beautiful, yellow rays dancing across his face in the most perfect manner. I throw myself in the bed and I ruffle his soft, curly hair, before i start to get up again.

“We gotta go film, boyo.” I say to him as i’m almost up from the bed, but before I can go any further Wyatt grips my waist and pulls me back down. 

"Please, can we just stay like this for five more minutes? You owe me after waking me up like that" He asks, sweetly kissing my neck. 

"Only if I get the snacks you promised me," I quip back sassily. 

"Now you ruined the moment," He says fake disappointedly as he start to sit up on the bed, crossing his arms and pouting.

"But you still love me so it doesn't matter," I say, looking into his beautiful brown eyes. 

"That I do, that I do," He says with a sigh and a small smile.

"And I love you too" I quickly peck his lips before I get up and start walking towards his dresser. 

I get out a fresh set of clothes for him and throw them in his face, as he falls back onto the bed dramatically, before hastily throwing a pillow back at me and we both start laughing our butts off.

Bill Denbrough x Reader

Wrote this late at night. Sorry for the shitty writing.

Word Count: 740

Trigger warning: Swear words, stuttering?

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Well, today is just another boring day, of my boring life, at my boring school, and in my boring home. I thought as I slung the heavy backpack over my shoulder.

An involuntary sigh escaped my lips as I opened the door and began walking to school.

I held my head low as always and kept up a fast pace since I didn't wanna repeat the incident that happened with the Bowers gang.

The street wasn't very busy, it never really was in Derry, nothing ever happenes in this boring old town. The same old street, the same old houses, the same old people. I've lived here my entire life and I still hate every single person living in this shit hole.

Except for one group of losers.

Yes, I hang out with the losers club, Beverly has been my best friend since forever, and when i started hanging out with the losers, she automatically started hanging out with them too.

They're my escape from the horrible reality called real life. 

All caught up in my own thoughts. I didn't completely failed to notice that someone had almost caught up to me and was desperately trying to get my attention.

Well, that was until I heard a strange human sounding noise, and decided to  looke and see who this strange human being that wanted my attention was.

I look around just to see old Billy-boy basically sprinting after me, and quickly slow down my pace so he could catch up to me. And when he finally does I smile widely at the now completely exhausted boy walking beside me.

He immediately sparked up a conversation, talking about anything and everything on his mind. I tried to keep my focus on his words, but I couldn’t. I never could, not when he was as beautiful as he is. 

So i give up trying to concentrate on his words and instread I concentrate on his face, admiring every feature of his face, from his gorgeous, green eyes to his adorably boopable nose and all the way up to his cute, dark brown hair. 

Oh, how I adore that boy, but I don't t have a crush on him, that's for sure.

Okay, maybe I have a slight crush on the oldest Denborough boy, but nothing I can't handle.

"(Y-Y/N) are you ok-kay?" Bill stuttered out. Oh, shit he must’ve caught me staring

"Yeah, Bill. Why wouldn't I be?" I asked, trying my best to keep a straight face. 

"You were s-s-staring" He chuckled lightly at my flustered state. 

"I most certainly was not, how dare you accuse me of such actions," I said in a playful tone. 

He raised his eyebrow and looked me up and down. “Mhm.”

He then looked me directly in the eye, squinting whilst making the weirdest face, and we burst out laughing. 

It was something that happened quite a lot with us. We sometimes just look at each other and start laughing for no reason at all. 

Bill smiled at me and took my hand in his, intertwining our fingers.

This is something Bill and I do more often than not. It was nice. Comforting when times were hard. Although it had sparked some rumors, at school, of us dating. That was of course not true. Not that I’d mind dating old Billy-boy here, but we’re definetely better off as friends. Definetely. 

And so we just keep walking like that, fingers intertwined, me staring up at the perfect boy beside me, walking in step with each other.

I was so mesmerized by Bill that even fauiled to notice Beverly who’d walked up beside us. 

"Jesus Christ, just date already!" She exclaimed, very loudly might I add. 

Beverly could be quite... daft when it came to stuff like this. She knew of my feelings for Bill, and never once failed to mention them when we were together. Altough Bill never seemed to really notice it.

I really should just tell him. God, i want him to know so badly.

He and I looked at each other and just started laughing akwardly as we quickly let go of each other's hands and looked down. But it didn’t take long before I took his hand in mine again and dragged him behind the school building.

He looked confused as hell. Might as well tell him now, save the embarrassment for both of us.

"Soooo, I might have a tiny... gigantic crush on you, and I might have had it for a while now," I said awkwardly scratching the back of my neck. 

 "And I didn't tell you because I don't wanna ruin this great friendship we have, 'cause I know you don't feel the same... so can we just forget this ever happened?" 

Bill looked at me confused, probably frightened. 

"N-No, we c-can't!” I felt my heart break into a little million pieces. Who knew such a simple sentence could tear apart a heart so easily-

“(Y/N) I'm in love with you, I have been for so long, and knowing you feel the same, well, it makes me so happy. So (Y/N) (L/N) will you be please be mine?"

"No stutter?" I said looking into his eyes. "Of course, William"

He leaned in and akwardly captured my lips in the most-well, maybe not so innocent kiss.

After we both pulled away he bent down and whispered  "Y-You know the whole l-losers club is hiding in the b-bush behind you ri-right?"

Word Count: 423

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After that day I started staying after class a lot. We could talk for hours on end about archeology. It was nice to have someone to talk to since all the people in my class didn't know anything. They only came to gawk at Indiana. Of course, i couldn’t blame them. He was gorgeous.

I looked out the window, little droplets of rain tapping on the glass. I could hear Indiana’s voice in the background talking about "The sacred rock" a very important archeological site in Greece. I had already filled up my notebook with facts and all kinds of information about that particular site so I had absolutely no intention of listening to a single word he said. And instead i started to daydream.

I was walking down the isle, a gorgeous buquet of lillies and dandilions in hand, the train on my dress dragging elegantly behind me. 

I look up only to see Indy at the end of the isle. He looked dashing in his suit, but I didn’t fail to notice the horribly nervous expression on his face.

When I got to the end of the isle and walked up the step, I finally  stood in front of him. Looking into his eyes, all nervousness now gone, only pure love was what i could see in his eyes. And then the priest began to speak.

"Miss. (L/n)" Indiana said, an annoyed tone laced his voice. I quickly look away from the window, but when i turned i was met with a stern look from the professor.

"Yes, professor Jones?" I looked up at him guiltily.

"You were daydreaming. Do you think my class is boring?" He asked in a seriously, but as soon as I looked him in the eye I saw a hint of mischief behind them. 

Before i got to answer the bell rang and every student ran out of class. Except for me.

"So, (Y/N) you said a few sentences out loud, whilst you were busy not listening to me. Mind if i repeat some to you? Like for example 'I take thee Indiana Jon-" he started teasingly before I stopped him, by waving my hands in the air dramatically.

"Okay! That's enough Indy, you can just stop right there" I said standing up, but keeping my head low in embarrasment.

Although i wasn’t embarrassed enough to stop talking, so i continued, about how he shouldn’t judge me, and how i already knew about that subject.

And of coursee, he just stood there laughing. Because what else would he do? 

"Calm down, (Y/n)." He said.

I just kept rambling on about how he should know better, and it wasn’t true what he said about my daydreaming.

Indy just kept staring at me with a big smile on his face. Listening to every word I said.

He took a step closer and put a hand on my face and only then did I stop talking and finally I looked up into his big, beautiful eyes.

“It’s okay.” He said as he started leaning in. 

I suitly followed, my eyes fluttering closed and then our lips met in a sweet, passionate kiss.

God, i hope the door is closed.

After a few seconds we both pulled back and rested our foreheads against each other.

"So I've liked you for some time now" I said awkwardly, while scratching the back of my neck.

Barney Stintson x Reader

Word Count: 255

Trigger warning: Fluff, drinking, my bad writing

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"It's gonna be legen-wait for it-dary! Legendary!" Barney said after finishing a long speech about why we just absolutely have to go to Vegas with him.

"Barney, why can't we just hang out here. Vegas is so far away, and you know I hate packing" I said in a lazy voice, laying further down in the booth we all were sat in.

"Because we always hang out here we never do anything new and exciting!" He said like a little child whilst looking at his almost empty glass, that was probably previously filled with some kind of expensive scotch.

"Sorry, Barney, but Robin, (Y/N) and I have a mani/pedi appointment tomorrow morning, and after that we have a massage appointment. We can't go, sorry" Lily said while waving a gift card to the mani/pedi place in his face.

Robin and I nodded along to what Lily said, we’d been dying to get appointments at this place for ages, and finally they had time for us all, and we were not gonna give it up that easily. 

"Well then, I'll just have to go to Vegas Han style-" We all looked at him, confused expressions on all our faces, not quite understanding what he meant.

"Solo. I'm so disappointed in you guys" He said as he walked out of the bar, taking his glass with him.

The guys all sighed at him and his behaviour, knowing full well that none of us had heard the end of this yet.

"That Barney, what are we gonna do with him?" Marshall questioned

"Honestly I don't know. How do you put up with him everyday?" Ted asked while looking at me inquisitively.

"I guess it's love, when you really, truly love someone you can overlook their flaws and I love Barney it's as simple as that" I said looking while at the door.

Everyone awed at my little speech, as if it was something not everyone was aware of.

"So when's the wedding?" Robin asked

Finn Wolfhard x Reader

Trigger warnings: My bad writing, fluff, baby scare, not ready for kids, slight angst if you squint, baby talk.

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When quarantine first hit you were afraid it would be awkward. Luckily Finn’s parents love you, and were happy to let you stay there for the time being. As you got further into quarantine you started to miss your parents… a lot. You absolutely loved Finn and his family, but it was getting kind of hard not seeing your parents so much, especially on this day… christmas. 

You were sitting on the couch in the Wolfhard’s living room. Finn’s mom had brought you a photo album of Finn’s baby and childhood pictures. It was a sort of punishment for him sleeping in on christmas. You started chuckling when you flipped the page to see one of him, with a wide smile and chocolate smeared all over his face

You were so preoccupied with the album that you hadn’t even heard Finn running down the stairs calling your name. 

Finns POV 

I woke up putting my arm on the other side of my bed, not feeling (Y/N) there i sat up and looked around my room. Getting up, I turn on my phone to see what time it is. *11.37* ‘Shit, i really overslept. 

I run downstairs yelling after (Y/N), I get to the bottom of the stairs and start walking to the living room, just to find (Y/N) sitting there looking down, chuckling at something. I decide to go see what she’s looking at. Quietly i sneak up behind her, as I try my best to avoid the floorboards I know are creaky.  

When I'm right behind her I look down and see what she’s looking at. And then I saw the worst thing she could ever have found, the only thing I always tried to keep from her. The photo album, the one I was determined to hide the minute she met my parents.

Back to normal POV

As you flipped another page the album was snatched out of your hands and Finn sat down beside you, photo album in hand. He put the album on the coffee table and looked at you with a mock serious expression 

“How did you find that?” he said while pointing at it. 

“Your mom gave it to me. You look sooo adorable Finny. Maybe we should make one together, wouldn't that be the cutest thing?”, you asked him chipperly, with a wide smile on your face.

He looked at you with an expression you’d never seen before. It was a mix of confusion, surprise and fright. 

“You-you’re not serious are you?” he asked, timidly. 

“Yes, i am. Do you not want to? I mean it's fine if you don't. I just thought it would be fun to do it, since we’ve been together for two years now, I just thought we were ready. I guess” You said, the happiness out of your voice, your smile faltering and eyes watering.

“Oh, baby, don't be sad, but we’re only 17, we’re not ready to take care of a baby. No matter how adorable it would be, it's just too much responsibility, plus we wouldn't even have time for him because of our jobs. And you would be pregnant, and that's just too much for us to handle right now. Maybe in like 4 years, but---” You cut him off with a kiss and say quickly, whilst trying not to laugh

“Baby, you are so daft sometimes you know that? I don’t want a baby, now. I may be crazy, but I'm not that crazy. I was talking about the album, we should make a photo album, with all of our favorite memories. Then when we have a kid in 6 years, they will see all the great adventures we’ve had together.” 

Relief washed over his face, but was quickly replaced by embarrassment.  “oh…” he breathed out, looking down at his lap. 

You scooted closer to him and took his hands in yours. You intertwined your fingers and said 

“Finn, i love you more than anything, we’ve lived together for about six months now and we haven't had a single fight, that's pretty impressive. Now we’re spending Christmas together, this is our first Christmas together so let's not spend it, being embarrassed about old photos. Let's spend it as a family, the first Christmas we have as a family, maybe a family of two, but let's face it, our kid would be a pain in the ass. Especially on christmas.” You said while looking into his eyes. 

“I love you so much (Y/N)” He said and hugged you. 

Just as he pulled away to look into your eyes, snow began to fall outside the window. Laying a beautiful carpet of white over the landscape.

Indiana Jones x Reader

Please excuse any grammatical mistakes. English is not my first language

(Y/N) = Your name

(L/N) = Last name

Word count: 537

TW: nothing as far as i know

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I was sitting in my last class of the day, different books on history scattered all over my desk.  My notes on prehistoric Egyptian artefacts quickly stacking up.

I glanced up at professor Jones as he was writing something on the blackboard. I was so engrossed with him, that I didn't even notice him looking directly at me. He cleared his throat which quickly snapped me out of my trance. He stood right in front of me, I slowly looked up into his gorgeous hazel eyes.

I looked over at the blackboard behind prof. Jones. Prehistoric Egypt- subcategories. I sighed in relief as I had studied prehistoric Egyptian artefacts for almost a year now.

"Well which subcategory would you like me to start with prof. Jones?" I said confidently.

He looked at me suspiciously and said

"What about cats, as we all know by now the Egyptians worshipped cats, care to explain why? Miss. (L/N)"

"Well, the Egyptians saw felines as holy animals, they were believed to be magical creatures that were able to bring luck to the people who had them.

The Egyptians honoured the cats by: dressing them in jewels, feeding them fancy treats, and etc.

When the cats passed away the Egyptians would mummify them to be sure the cats would go to the afterlife"

He looked at me astonished after I finished my own little lecture. His eyes wide- and his lips slightly from surprise. I smiled smugly at his expression.

"Correct! Thank you, miss (L/N), try to pay attention to the lecture next time, okay?"

I winked at him and nodded.

*Ring, Ring, Ring*

The bell rang and everyone started to pack up their stuff.

"Miss. (L/N) I need you to stay here"

I did as he said and sat down on my chair until all the students had left.

He stood up, took off his glasses and put them down on the table.

He walked up to me and sat on the corner of my desk.

I looked up at him, he was just sitting there looking out the window. He looked absolutely stunning in the dim, yellowish light of the classroom.

He looked down at me and said

"You really know your stuff, it's always nice to know someone listens to my lectures."

I giggled slightly at his comment.

"Well, prof, Jones my father was actually an archeologist so I would often go with him on excavations and read the hundreds of books he had on different time periods and old artefacts! So I've basically loved archeology since I was old enough to understand it"

He smiled

"Please, call me Indiana, It's rare to meet someone who's also interested in this field. So let's get aquatinted"

A smile etched its way onto my face as he stuck out his hand for me to shake.

"Okay, then! Hello Indiana, I'm (Y/N) (L/N) pleased to meet a fellow archeology nerd" I said with a laugh.

Richie Tozier x Reader

Warnings: some swearwords (i think), my bad writing

Reader in love with Richie, but doesn’t show it because everyone teases them about being together even though they’re not. Ending in confessions and fluff. 

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"Hey, (Y/N) are you and Richie a thing?" I groan in annoyance. People ask me this Every. Single. Fucking. Day.

"No, we are not, we never will be, stop fucking asking" I said, already irritated and it was barely noon yet.

I feel an arm wrap around my shoulders, dragging me into an akward side hug. Richie fucking Tozier. Who else would it be?

"Hey, dollface! How's it going?" He asked me in a horrible British accent.

"Hello, Richard. Please remove your arm from my shoulders" I shrug his arm off my shoulder and take a step to the side, as i sighed heavily.

Truth be told I was absolutely and utterly in love with Richard "Richie" Tozier. Who wouldn’t fall for his stupidly adorable face and snarky personality. He held up his hands in defense and put them into his pockets afterwards.

"Well, aren’t you a little ray of pitch black today? Anyway, me and the losers are going to the quarry after school today and they said I should ask you to come" 

What? No way. They never invited me anywhere, let alone talked to me. The only ones who really know of my existence are Eddie and Bev. Well, and Richie of course, but he mostly talked about me, instead of to me.

"S-Sure Richie. S-See you th-there" I was almost too flustered to actually talk properly. 

"Wow, and here I thought i left old Billyboy with the others. See you later hotstuff" Richie said as he started going the other way. 

He akwardly waved at me as he almost tripped over a bump in the curb. 

I sighed as i waved back to him.

Time skip.

"Finally" I groaned as the dismissing bell rang.

I packed up my stuff and ran out of the school building as quickly as i could until I reached the door. I peeked outside to see wether or not the Bowers gang were out there waiting to fuck up another day of my life. 

Hastily i walk to my bike, keeping my head low until i reached my bike.

"We meet again, dollface" I jumped at the sound of Richie’s voice as he came up behind me.

"Hey, Richie" I said quietly.

"Wanna bike to the quarry together?" He asked quite nicely. 

Odd. He didn’t make a comment about me being skittish like usual.

I quickly nodded and turned away from him, unlocking my bike.

We both hopped on our bikes and were headed straight for the quarry.

"Where are the rest of the losers?" I asked when we arrived.

Their bikes weren’t anywhere to be seen and they always biked everywhere.

"I don't know actually, they just said that they'd meet us there" He shrugged as he placed his bike up against a tree

They would probably be here soon.

15 minute time skip.

After about fifteen minutes of waiting the others still hadn't shown up.

"Sooooo, I don't think they're coming" Richie said and smiled awkwardly at me.

"Woah gee, I think you're right, you should get a prize for your excellent detective work!" I said snarkily at his comment. 

"Why are you like that? You are so nice to everyone, but me. Did I do something to you? Because if I did, for whatever I did to you I'm sorry" He said genuinely with a slight frown on his face.

I was in shock over what he said. Was I really that mean to him?

"I'm sorry if I've been mean to you Richie, no it's not something you did, well nothing you consciously did" I said apologetically, looking down at my shoes.

"What do you mean I didn't do it consciously? Did i hit you while I was napping I math?" He said with a small smile on his face. 

"You want the truth?" He nodded as I continued.

"I'm in love with you Richie, okay. I have been in love with you for so long, and it almost pains me that you won't ever feel the same" Tears were starting to well up in my eyes as i spoke. 

Richie looked at me, an unreadeable expression covering his features. He took a step closer to me. So close our noses were almost touching. He took of his glasses and leaned in closer to me, his lips hovering over mine, waiting for my response. I took ahold of his horrible, oversized hawaiian shirt and crashed his lips into mine.

It was quite innocent... at first at least. 

"Damn, hotstuff. How long have you been holding back that one" He said with a goofy grin plastered on his face as we pulled away.

I smacked him upside the head and giggled slightly.

"You better love me back or I'm gonna actually kill you for stealing my first kiss" I told him with the straightest face I could muster.

"Well, sweetbuns you will be happy to know that I love you too" He said as he pecked my lips.

After that we just sat there giggling and goofing around until we heard clapping coming from the bushes. We both looked over there and saw the whole losers club standing there with grins that could put the Cheshire cats to shame.