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pink-bird-30 · 8 months

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Hey guys, I finally posted another chapter.

As always,

Happy Reading!

(You can also read my story on FF.Net)

“Should we really be talking about this in public?” Rick questions. It was lunch time and Courtney was attempting to turn their lunch period into a team meeting. “If you claim that the children of these super bad people go to school with us, don’t you think it isn’t wise to have a team meeting here?” He slouches back in his chair raising a brow in Courtney’s direction. From his right he can see Beth nodding in agreement with him and on his left Yolanda gives Courtney a ‘I told you so’ look.

Courtney huffs in frustration and stabs at her fruit salad. “Fine. What would you guys like to talk about?”

Everyone looks at one another trying to bring up a new conversation, but realistically, none of them really know each other. Besides Rick and Beth, Courtney is still the new girl and Yolanda is a fallen popular kid. What could they possibly talk about?

“Oh!” Beth looks excitedly up from her perfectly crafted lunch, “The Fall dance is coming up!”

Rick groans. “Anything but that, Beth.”

Beth shrugs and takes a bite of her sandwich, “Well, I’m on the dance committee and we can use some volunteers.” She smiles in Rick’s direction. Oh no. “I thought maybe you guys would like to help out. Plus, Cindy is head of the committee, that would give us a chance to get close.”

Courtney perks up at the opportunity, “Yes! Beth, you are a genius.”

Yolanda shrugs her shoulders, “Sorry, I can’t. My parents only allow me to go from school to home. No extracurricular activities for me.”

“Darn, what about you, Rick?” Beth looks at him hopefully. “There is a lot of stuff that needs to be brought from the basement, and it's kinda heavy.”

Fuck.

Why did he have to get involved with these girls? How is it possible that this bundle of sunshine is about to make him cave. Mustering up whatever courage he could, Rick said, “No.”

“Oh.” Beth looked down at her lunch sadly, and before turning back to Rick, she plasters a fake cheerful smile on her face. “That’s okay, I think Cindy got Cameron Mahket to help us.”

His eyes narrowed hearing that jerk’s name. No way was he going to let Cameron help Beth. Over his dead body.

“Actually,” Rick spoke up, interrupting Courtney and Beth who were going over details of the dance. “I’ll help out.”

Yolanda smirks, “Oh, really. And why suddenly do you want to participate, Rick?” Yolanda wasn’t stupid. She’s sat across from Rick and Beth for months now, and it’s plain as day these two have bypassed whatever friendship they had and are on the cusp of something more. But that also doesn’t mean she isn’t going to tease Rick about it.

Rick glares back, “No reason.” He crosses his arms and leans back in his chair in nonchalance. Although he seemed calm on the outside, Rick was annoyed that Beth would think Cameron could possibly do a better job than him carrying heavy objects.

“Great!” Beth cuts in. “Let’s all meet by my locker after last bell.”

Rick nods in agreement and scrolls on his phone for the rest of lunch. Rita the lunch lady was on vacation this week, which means no free lunches for Rick.

“I’m heading to the library to get some studying in before my biology exam.” Beth said to Rick. He glances up from his phone long enough to notice Yolanda and Courtney have already left.

“Where did Court and Yolanda go?”

“They left a while ago, something about needing to get a head start on a history project?” Beth continued to pack up her lunch. She still had an apple left over that she knew she wasn’t going to eat. And it didn’t go unnoticed by Beth that Rick hasn’t had lunch in two days...

She places the apple in front of him and slides her backpack strap over her shoulder. “I really don’t like apple.” she scrunches her nose. “My mom insists I eat them, but I just can’t get past the texture of them.”

Rick looks at the apple in front of him and then up to Beth, “You sure?”

She nods her head, “Yeah, like I said, I don’t like apples. I’ll see you later!” As she walks past him, she affectionately touches his shoulder and heads out of the cafeteria. It was a small gesture and a gentle touch, and he was sure his heart was going to beat out of his chest.

It was at this moment Rick knew he was screwed.

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It was well into the evening when Beth, Courtney, and Rick left school after the dance meeting. Courtney was in a foul mood after Cindy shut down all her ideas for the dance. But a bonus was Cameron trying to get her ideas heard, but also falling victim to Cindy’s death glare. Beth was happily chattering excited for the next two weeks before the dance. Then there was Rick. He couldn’t stop re-playing what happened in the basement with Beth. It doesn’t seem to faze her, but his mind had been going a mile a minute trying to understand what happened.

After meeting at Beth’s locker, the trio made their way to the auditorium where the dance committee would be meeting for the afternoon. At first, the meeting was civil and normal, but then Cindy took notice of the two new volunteers in the room.

“Wow, the newbie and the town psycho volunteering for the Fall dance, I must be dreaming.” Courtney rolls her eyes and ignores the comment. Rick on the other hand lazily flips Cindy off and crosses his arms. It wasn’t the first, nor the last time someone would call him that. He wasn’t sure why but nevertheless he could truly not give a single fuck what Cindy Burman had to say about him.

But Beth did.

“Cindy, I would appreciate it if you did not call my friends names.” Rick’s eyebrows rose hearing the sharpness in Beth’s voice, eliciting amusement from him. He grins seeing the taken aback look on Cindy’s face.

Cindy flips her hair over her should and mutters, “Whatever” and moves on to the next topic.

Eventually everyone is split into teams, Courtney and Cameron, Cindy and Henry, Beth and Rick. Rick and Beth were tasked with retrieving the decoration from last year from the creepy basement. To Rick’s amusement, he learned that Beth was deathly afraid of spiders. While shuffling through old boxes in the basement, a small black spider crawled out behind one of the dustier boxes and Beth nearly had a heart attack. She ran behind Rick and pointed her finger at the small creature.

“You have to kill it, Rick!!!” She clutched the back of his yellow hoodie in fear and peered around his side. “There is absolutely no way I will stay down here knowing that thing is still alive.”

Rick laughed so hard that he had to take a moment to collect himself. He looked behind him to see Beth pouting.

“Fine, but I’m never letting you live this down.” Rick goes to move away from Beth but finds that she has his hoodie in a death grip. “Uh, Beth?” he looks down to her hand holding him hostage and she lets go muttering, “Sorry.”

He steps on the spider and uses a tissue to wipe away the evidence and tosses it into the trash can. As he turned around Beth threw her arms around him and gave him a tight hug.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Before Rick could react, she pulled away, brushed a soft kiss across his cheek and stepped back. She looked up to him with this sparkle in her eye that he didn’t understand. But that look made him feel things he couldn’t explain. It was a type of warmth that he could only compare to being piled under blankets during the winter. Comforting and safe. But overall encapsulating.

After that, Rick stayed silent as Beth moved on to more boxes and finally found what they were looking for. She continued to chatter as usual, but Rick was lost to his thoughts and his confusing feelings.

Still lost in thought, he didn’t hear Courtney bid him and Beth goodnight, and jogs over to her mother’s car. He and Beth continue to walk in silence to his mustang. He opens the passenger side door for her without thought. Beth gives him a small smile and says, “Thanks” before sliding in. He shuts the door and walks around the back of his car and tosses his backpack into the trunk before making his way to the driver’s side door.

The entire ride to Beth’s house was silent. Beth didn’t try to fill chatter with Rick, she could tell there was something going on with him. She noticed it after they made their way back to Courtney and Cameron. He didn’t have his usual snark towards the other boy, and that is when Beth became concerned over his silence.

When Rick finally pulled up to her house, she noticed all the lights were off and the driveway was empty. Rick frowned taking note of this as well, pulling him from his thoughts. It was well past nine in the evening, and it seemed odd that Beth’s parents were not home yet.

“Are your parents usually not home?” Rick asks. “You really shouldn’t be by yourself with everything going on right now.”

Beth starts to respond but then shuts her mouth. How does she explain that her parents are workaholics and never want to be around her or each other?

Putting on her typical cheery persona, Beth opens that car door and steps out. “It’s probably just a late night for both of them. I’ll be okay.”

Rick doesn’t feel convinced by her fake attitude. He knows her too well to ignore the fact that she is upset and should not be alone. “Are you sure?”

Hiking her backpack high on her shoulder she gives him a small smile, “Yeah. I’m fine, Rick.”

Before he could reason with her, she says, “Goodnight” and shuts the car door. He watches her walk up the driveway to her front door and waits for her to open it and walk inside. He sits there for a few minutes contemplating what he should do next. He knew what he really wanted to do, and that thought scared him. The part of him that wants to shut off his car and walk up to her front door and then…and then what? Ask her to come inside so she doesn’t feel as alone as he feels? That they can be alone together? His grip on the steering wheel tightens trying to sort out all of these

confusing feelings inside him. Before he lets his emotions get the best of him, Rick pulls away from the curb and takes the long drive back to the farm.

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The next morning, Rick woke up to missed calls from Courtney and about 20 messages in the JSA group chat Courtney insisted they create to keep in contact with one another. Rick rubs sleep from his eyes and reads the time on his alarm clock.

8:30AM

He rolls his eyes and reads the messages in the chat.

Courtney: Meet at the garage at 9AM for team training!

Yolanda: This is the one day I can sleep in, are you crazy?!

Beth: Okay, see you guys there!

Courtney: RICKKKKKKKK, WAKE UPPPPPPPP

If there was a way to throw something at Courtney through his phone, he would have done it by now. He sends a quick text that he’ll be there soon and lets his head fall back against his pillow. As he was slowly drifting off his phone started to ring again.

He groans into his pillow and swipes to answer the call, “Courtney, I swear to God— “

“Oh, no. It’s Beth. Good morning!” her cheerful voice filled his ear. He’d be lying if the sound of hearing her voice didn’t make his heartbeat a little faster.

“Hey,” his voice filled with sleep. “Sorry, I thought you were Courtney again. She already blew up my phone ten times today.”

Beth lets out a chuckle, “Yeah, she called me at seven, but she was lucky I was already up, or I would have responded just like Yolanda.” Rick chuckles.

“Well, as you could tell, I am not a morning person. Sorry about that, didn’t mean to yell at you.”

Beth brushes it off, “No worries. But I did want to ask you if you wouldn’t mind picking me up on the way to the garage?” she asks hopefully. “My bike has a flat tire, and I haven’t had the time to get it fixed.”

Rick sits up in bed and checks the time.

8:45AM

“If you’re okay with being late, then yeah. I can pick you up.”

“Great!” Rick had to pull the phone away from his ear, Beth’s energy at eight in the morning was something he was not used to.

“I’ll be there in 10.”

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By the time Rick and Beth made it to the garage, Courtney was standing in the middle of a room full of gym mats thrown everywhere, imitation villains that sort of looked like the ISA, and Pat shaking his head in disapproval.

“This is a bad idea, Court.”

“Oh, c’mon, Pat. You even said so yourself, we hardly know how to use our powers and need to practice for a real mission. And according to you,” she points an accusing finger at him, “we should be prepared at all times if the ISA is to attack.”

Pat throws his hands in the air and glances at the two late arrivals, “Glad you two could join us.”

“Hi!” Beth smiles and waves, completely ready to tackle whatever it is that Courtney has concocted.

“There you two are!” Courtney walks up to them and grabs them by the arms and hauls them over to where Yolanda was sitting cross-legged on a blue gym mat. She motioned for them to sit down.

“Alright, welcome to our very first training session!” Courtney cheered. Rick rolled his eyes. “Pat is going to teach us some basic hand-to-hand combat and other ways we can fight back.”

Courtney motioned for Pat to step forward as she moved to sit next to Yolanda.

“Alright,” Pat sighed. “Each of you has a unique power that needs to be understood and used properly.”

Rick leans over and whispers to Beth, “Is he about to give us the Uncle Ben speech?”

Beth tries not to laugh as Pat continues to drone on about how each of their suits and accessories work.

“With great power comes great responsibility, as they say.” Beth and Rick did their best to hold in their giggles. But Pat overheard their snickering and glared at the pair. “Am I interrupting something?” They both shake their heads and have the decency to look somewhat embarrassed. Pat continued his speech and eventually moved on to teaching basic self-defense, hand-to-hand combat, and other ways their powers can assist them in any situation.

Pat eventually finished his lecture and they moved to stand across from one another on the mats. “What we are going to do now is some basic ways in which you can protect yourselves in the event that your powers do not work.”

“Mr. Dugan,” Beth interrupts. “From my understanding is that Chuck is mostly a research component of the team, how am I supposed to use that to defend myself if it is more of a mental and not a physical aspect to my persona?”

“Beth has a point.” Yolanda buts in. “Beth’s abilities are more on the intellectual side of things and not so physical interaction.”

“Even so, it is important that you learn how to fight.” Pat explains. “Charles knew how to fight just as well as Starman, even without Cosmo. No one gets excluded. Got it?” Everyone nods in agreement. Beth was glad she asked. Although the thought of physically fighting someone frightened her, she was glad that someone else thought it was important for her to retain these skills just in case.

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After training was over, and oh boy was that an experience, Beth changed back into her normal clothes. A long sleeve floral top, a corduroy skirt, and her favorite black ankle boots. As she walked back out to the main part of the garage, Beth couldn’t help but think back to the last two hours.

Courtney was a natural when it came to learning how to defend herself. Yolanda too, probably because she knows how to box. And Rick seemed to get the hang of things quickly. As for Beth…let’s just say her hand eye coordination could use a bit of improvement. But overall, not too bad for the first day. They all agreed that after school they would meet twice a week to train.

Beth walked over to where Rick was sitting at Pat’s work bench, tinkering with some type of car part and listening to Pat go over where he can improve his form for next time.

“-Otherwise, I think you’re do well, Rick.” Pat patted him on the shoulder and turned to Beth. “Beth, I just wanted to let you know you were really doing your best today. Next time, I think we should work on a few basic things before moving on to more complex defensive moves, okay?” Beth’s heart sank, she thought she did better, but she does agree she is not at the same level of fighting Rick, Courtney, and Yolanda are at, but is hopeful that maybe she will be someday.

“Yeah, that would be great, Mr. Dugan.” She grips her backpack strap, starting to feel the soreness in her shoulders and arms.

“Well, I gotta get a move on.” Pat walked over to a pile of boxes filled with books. “I have to get through these boxes to try and figure out that map you guys found.” Piqued with curiosity, Beth walked over to Pat and investigated the boxes he was referring to. She picks up one of the texts and brushes away some dust. “‘Local History of Blue Valley’ why are you searching the town’s local history, Mr. Dugan?”

Pat takes the book from Beth’s hands and opens it to a page showing different blueprints of Blue Valley. “The map you found means something important and I think it has to do with Blue Valley. But all the most recent history doesn’t seem to hold the right information we need. I thought looking in the past would dig up something important.” He shuts the book and tosses it onto the table with the rest of the books he will be shuffling through for the next few hours.

Beth eyes brighten in excitement at the possibility of a new lead. She spent hours with Chuck trying to decipher what the map could possibly be. And Pat may have found the break they needed. She needed to get her hands on those books.

“You were going to go through all of this on your own, Mr. Dugan?”

Pat shrugs his shoulders, “Sure, someone must do the research on this team. Might as well make myself useful.”

From where Rick was watching the exchange, he had this dreadful feeling in the pit of his stomach that Beth was about to say something he wasn’t going to like.

“Maybe we can help.” No. Nonononono. Rick wills Beth not to look at him because he knows a single look from her will break him, and he does not, under any circumstances, wants to spend his Saturday shuffling through local history.

But it gives you an excuse to hang out with her...

“Right, Rick?” She looked over at him expectantly and he knew he was about to spend his Saturday elbow deep in local history.

She’s giving him that look. The same look that she used to get him out of trouble a few weeks ago in the cafeteria. The same look she gave him when she asked him to join the dance committee. And now her gorgeous brown eyes and how they seem to twinkle whenever she looks at him are once more sucking him into whatever is going on.

Internally groaning Rick nods his head and walks over to Beth and Pat. Pat seems surprised at Rick volunteering to help. Rick wishes he could explain how and why, but that still remains a mystery to him.

All he knows is that Beth Chapel will be his undoing.

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“Do we need to keep reading these?” Rick doesn’t whine often but the old, faded handwriting starts to blur together the longer he stares at the worn pages. It’s been hours since Pat handed Rick and Beth the box of worn books of Blue Valley. It was Beth who started to read the books and eventually dragged Rick into it. Although his inability to say no to Beth was ever present, he held out opening a single book until about an hour after Pat handed them a box and they settled in the loft.

For the first hour, it was mostly Rick replaying the day before over and over again. How has the person next to him made such an impact on his life in such a short period of time. He spent years ignoring her, but the second he let her in, that was it. There was no going back. And that alone scared Rick. Especially now that they made up two fourths of a newly resurrected superhero team. What if something happened to one of them, what if they got hurt…what if someone dies? These were the endless thoughts that ended Rick’s refusal to help, but instead, forced him to get out of his own mind and think of something less depressing and anxiety inducing.

But it did not help that from time to time his mind would drift and his eyes would wander to the girl sitting next to him. In the last 24 hours, Beth has managed to make him a part of a school club, seriously, Rick Tyler is on the dance committee, and got him to help with research when he could be working on his car or sleeping. He wishes he could explain how she managed to do this but, in all honesty, all it takes is a single look from her big brown eyes and he’s done for. It’s been like this ever since the night of Cindy’s party.

The hug.

A hug changed something within him, and he can’t explain it. Ever since then, he felt softer whenever Beth was around. He doesn’t feel like he must be Rick Harris, the troubled kid with the drunk uncle, but Rick Tyler, the son of a superhero.

He feels like he can do better for once.

Because of her.

Because of Beth Chapel. The girl he’s sat next to for years, never giving her a chance.

And now he’s feeling slight regret making her a friend because now he can’t stop being near her all the time. Like today. He would have said no to researching through these ancient books, but somehow Beth convinced him otherwise. But Rick also knows deep down there are other reasons why he didn’t say no to Beth. Reasons he still wasn’t quite sure of but was on the cusp of figuring them out.

The hours move along, eventually they stop around three to go to Richie’s and grab some burgers and shakes. Rick learns that Beth hates whipped cream on her milkshakes and that he was more than happy to scoop away the delicious fluff and add it to his own strawberry shake. They talked about random things, things that Rick didn’t even know he wanted to know about Beth, like how her favorite movie is Tangled, her favorite flowers are Sunflowers (which he was not surprised by this), and how she always wanted a dog, but her dad is allergic, so she’s only ever had pet fish growing up.

After they finished their lunch, they made their way back to the garage and dove back into the large pile of books. Time passed but neither teen seemed to notice as they continued to research. Eventually, Beth looks over at Rick sprawled out next to her on the couch. Her goggles glowed as she took in his tired expression. She lifts the goggles to her forehead and pulls out her phone.

11:30PM.

“Oh no.” her eyes widen not realizing how much time has passed. “I was supposed to be home hours ago!” Beth bookmarks the page she’s on and rests the book on the table littered with the books they’ve already read through. Rick watches her panic trying to find her glasses. He smirks knowing she handed him her glasses so she wouldn’t lose them.

But she looks too cute freaking out trying to find them.

The smirk on his face drops after the thought.

Since when do I think Beth Chapel is cute?!

Panic started to rise in his chest at the revelation. That was it, that was the feeling he couldn’t describe.

I like Beth.

“Rick?” Beth says his name, waving her hand in his face. “Are you there?”

“Uh,” he glances down at the messy table before him and reaches for her glasses. “Sorry, you gave them to me, remember?”

She smiles at him and takes her glasses dangling from his fingers. As she takes them their fingers brush and Rick feels a spark at the contact. He retracts his hand as if she burned him and sits up straight looking away from her.

“I’ll um, go start the car. See you downstairs.” He tosses the last book he was reading onto the table and leaves without looking at her.

Beth watches him go, curious as to why he was acting so strangely.

If only she knew…

#hournite #beth x rick #hourman #dr midnite #beth chapel #rick tyler #dc stargirl #hournite fic

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pink-bird-30 · 1 year

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Welp, it is finally here...

I was so motived to get this done that I finally figured out how to post on Ao3!

You can also read my story on my FF.Net

Summary:

Sometimes love doesn't happen over night. Sometimes it happened slowly, building over months, maybe even years. And then it happens. The one moment that changes two lives forever...but what if that love was only meant for two souls and no one else? A retelling of all three seasons of Stargirl and Rick and Beth have a secret they only know about...

As always, Happy Reading!

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It was another boring lunch period.

Rick tosses his brown bagged lunch onto the stained cafeteria table and drapes his bag on the same faded busted yellow chair he’s sat in since freshman year. The cafeteria was overcrowded with almost every student, the loud gossip coming from the popular table where he could clearly see Cindy Burman and her clan. The jocks cheering at whatever Artemis Crock was saying about last night’s football game…and then there was Beth.

Rick shakes his head as he listens to Beth talk to her parents while she eats her expensive looking salad. He side-eyes her, seeing she’s wearing her favorite yellow cardigan and sunflower top with black jeans. Rick wishes he didn’t recognize this as her favorite outfit, but he’s been sitting next to her for as long as he could remember. The only new addition to their table was Yolanda Montez. But she’s even quieter than Rick is when it comes to Beth’s animated conversation with her clearly uninterested parents.

“Mr. Deisinger said my art is really improving!” Beth says excitedly. “He says I did a great job making strawberries look very realistic.” She takes a bit of her salad. “How have your day’s been?”

Rick zones out like he usually does when Beth’s parents start to talk back to her. Their typical tones sound tired and forced. Part of him feels bad hearing the bland replies. He chances a glance in her direction, seeing her eyes dim ever so lightly, losing their excitement. It’s always made Rick angry how hard Beth tries to have a relationship with her parents and they don’t even take the time to appreciate her.

If his parents were still around, he wouldn’t take it for granted either.

As lunch drones, Beth finally hangs up with her parents and pulls out a thick textbook and starts to read. Rick looks up from his phone when he hears the thick text hit the table. He watches as she highlights and scribbles notes down in her notebook ferociously, like she was in a whole different world.

Unknowingly, Rick smirks to himself at her attention to detail and glances back down at his phone, not realizing the third member of the table witnessing the moment.

Rick Tyler likes Beth Chapel?

Yolanda was glad for the distraction and tucked away the information for future use.

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Lunch continued the same for the first part of the fall semester until a new student named Courtney Whitmore joins their table in mid-October.

Right away Rick was not happy. But if Rick wasn’t happy about something, it meant Beth was definitely all for it.

He isn’t one to accept change easily and having this new bubbly California energy joining their ‘loser table’, as Cindy put it, was not going well for him.

“Hi! I’m Courtney.”

“Hi! I’m Beth!” Beth’s annoyingly sweet voice sang. “This is Rick Harris and Yolanda Montez.”

Rick glares at Beth wondering why she would even bother introducing him. It’s not like they are friends...Rick wasn’t sure what they were, but regardless, he didn’t want to know Courtney.

“Oh, are you all friends?” Courtney asks as she sets her tray on the table and pulls out the seat closest to Yolanda.

“No.” Rick’s gruff voice mumbles.

Courtney pokes at her fruit salad. “Then why do you sit here?”

“Oh!” Beth puts her sandwich down and wipes her hands on her napkin. “This is the ‘loser’ table. As Cindy Burman says.”

Yolanda scoffs as she pushes away from the table, leaving her lunch behind, and storms from the cafeteria.

“Beth…” Rick rolls his eyes at her blunt response and grabs his bag. “What Cindy says is crap, don’t listen to her.” He walks past Beth, his shoulders tense and angry as he pushes past a group of jocks and out of the cafeteria.

Beth watches him leave and Courtney takes note of the sad look clouding her face.

“Rick and you seem like friends…” Courtney mumbles. “He seems to be a loss less ‘grrr’ around you.”

Beth shrugs and takes another bite of her ham and cheese sandwich. “I’ve known Rick since elementary school. We’re not friends but were also not not friends either.”

The blond stares at her in confusion. “What do you mean?”

Beth sighs. “Look, Rick is complicated for many reasons, but we’ve been sitting together for as long as I can remember.” Courtney can tell Beth is nervous talking about Rick almost as if she—

Almost as if she has a crush on him…

Courtney tucks away that piece of information for later…

“But you’ve never hung out or anything? There must be something fun to do around this place!” Courtney whines. “I mean, c’mon this town is so dull.”

Beth gives her a sad smile, “I’m not the best person to ask what is ‘fun’ to do around here. I’m not exactly popular.”

Courtney gathered as much but there was a reason why she sat at this table today. There had to be.

Beth and Courtney sit in silence for the rest of lunch and go their separate ways once the bell rings.

As Beth walks down the hallway to math, she passes Rick leaning against his locker reading a book. She chances a glance in his direction, not knowing why she did, and he happens to look up at the same time. Beth gives him a small smile and continues down the hallway to math.

Not knowing why, Rick pushes away from his locker and walks to catch up with Beth.

“Beth, wait.” he catches her before she entered her classroom. She looks up at him in surprise. Why was he speaking to her outside of the cafeteria? “I- um,” it dawns on him that he’s never actually spoken to Beth before. “Sorry, I was a jerk before.”

Beth pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose and smiles, “It’s okay!”

“Cool.” The warning bell rings. “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.” he says before walking away. For some reason, he could feel his heart racing long after he’s sitting in English class listening to the teacher drone on about Of Mice and Men.

#Hournite #beth chapel #rick tyler #beth x rick #dc stargirl #friends to lovers #secret relationship #hournite fic

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