Richie Tozier Imagines <3

ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ➊ the popular girl.

A/N: i wrote the story in which you look like this (also ily if you now what she is from) but pretend she's 13-14 lmao

Y/N's POV
I walked to my locker as usual when I got to school. As I walked there, boys stared at me, probably wanting to date me, girls stared at me, probably wanting to be me. I'm used to it though. I'm the 4th most popular girl in school.  The first is Leila Rylands. She was the one who made me popular. She always told me I was really pretty in 7th grade and that I could easily become popular if I wanted to. I don't exactly know what happened or what Leila did or said, but I remember that on the first day of 8th grade, everyone treated me like I was the queen of england.
Now, Leila and I are barely friends. I hang out with different kids now. They are popular too, obviously.
When I got to my locker I opened it to grab my stuff for period 1 and 2. Through the mirror in my locker, I could see- what's his name? Oh yeah- Richie Tozier staring at me in awe. He's kind of a loser, but for some odd reason, him staring at me was more meaning full than the other boys staring at me.

Richie's POV
"Wow. Have you guys ever noticed how HOT Y/N is??" I said.
"Yeah. I think everyone has." Said Stanley.
As I continued staring at her, Eddie tapped on my shoulder.
"Richie, you can stare all you want at Y/N, but you don't have any chances with her."
"Fuck off Eddie! When me and her are fucking in your bed, you'll be sorry you said that."
Eddie started yelling at me, but I was listening. I continued to stare at Y/N and all her beauty.
Y/N was about to walk past me! Nows my chance!
"Hey Y/N. I'm Richie, Richie Tozier. I know you-
"and not a single shit was given."
Y/N walked right past me.
"Playing hard to get, eh? I can work with that..." I mumble to myself. I think only Eddie heard it because he was looking at me all funny.

Y/N's POV
The rest of the day, Richie continued trying to get my attention. He told me sexual jokes, commented on my boobs, slapped my ass, invited me out, and tried to give me his number.
All in which I ignored or made a cheesy comeback.
He was kinda cute, but I don't know.

the next day

I had this awesome idea to mess with Richie. If he wants me to play hard to get, I will.
I went in my closet and decided to find the most reveling thing I could wear to school, just to mess with him.

I walked into school and this time, I got so many more stares. I heard whispers like, "Check out those tits!" and "What is she wearing?" and "Dammmmmn."
I was kind of embarrassed about wearing this but it is gonna be worth it.
Hopefully I don't get dress coded!
I walked to where Richie usually hung out. As soon as I walked this way, he saw me.
As soon as I got near him, I walked up to him.
"Your-I'm-Your-Umm-Uhh-You"
He was at a loss for words.
"What's wrong Richie? Afraid to talk to a pretty girl?"
He looked at me, his face red, and just stood there.
I put my face really close to his, and leaned in for a kiss. Everyone was dead silent. I leaned out laughed and then kissed him on the cheek.
As I walked away, he called out, "Thanks for the kiss sugartits!"
I chuckled to myself. He's such a loser.