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It wasn't until I couldn't feel the blood dripping down my knuckles, that I knew that I'd knocked some sense into Henry Bowers. "Holy shit!" I heard a voice exclaim behind me. I swiveled back to see a scrawny boy with thick rimmed glasses staring wide eyed at me. The side of my hand lifted and dragged across my nose to wipe the crimson liquid leaking out of it. He wasn't alone long before a group of other kids were soon by his side. "Guys, (Y/N) (L/N) just beat up Henry. Fucking. Bowers." The pale boy spoke again turning towards his friends. "You know my name?" I questioned, wiping the blood on my knuckles onto the grass outside of Derry Middle. He scoffed, "How could I not know you? You're a total babe." The curly haired boy standing next to him shook his head and rolled his eyes, "Richie, could you not be such a flirt for once." He stated. "Richie? Like Trashmouth Tozier Richie?" I questioned, remembering my friend talking about how annoying he was in math class. "Holy shit. She knows my name." Richie mumbled quietly. Before clearing his throat, "I hope you've heard good things hot stuff," "Cool, well you wouldn't mind introducing me to your friends then?" I asked walking closer, trying to ignore the sting of pain lingering in my hands and face. After the introduction of each member of the Losers Club — Bill, Stan, Eddie, and of course Richie —, ended up standing next to Bill and Richie. "H-how did you e-end up fi-fighting Henry in the f-first place?" Bill questioned me, glancing into my (E/C) eyes. "He was being a fucking jackass, what's new." I giggled " In all seriousness he was trying to, y'know 'feel me up' so I socked him in his ugly face." Richie smiled and held his hand up for a high five, which I returned happily. "Guys, I should probably go to the store to get myself some medical supplies or something," I chuckled lifting up my bloody knuckles. "Yeah. Sorry (Y/N) but it was kinda grossing me out." Eddie stated nervously. "Be careful, my moms friend got AIDS through a hangnail from touching a pole. A HANGNAIL-" "Okay, I promise Eds." I interrupted his rant. "See you around guys," I exclaimed waving to them. . . . I glanced at the boring white isle in one painfully boring store (HA see what I did there? Eh, eh? Coraline??) owned by Mr. Keene, the friendly neighborhood pedophile. "Need any help young lady?" "No thanks Mr. Keene" I responded, echoing through the small store. "(Y/N)?" A female voice rang following. I poked my head out of the medical isle and came face-to-face with my old friend, Beverly Marsh. "Bev?!" I exclaimed hugging her. She was stiff at first but soon softened into the hug, like she had not been hugged in centuries. I pulled away and looked at her. "Why're you here anyways?" She held up a box of tampons and we giggled, "How about yo-" she started before a group burst through the door. She shoved the box of tampons behind her back. "Oh hey guys, what're you in a rush about?" I said to the three boys that rushed through the door —Bill, Stan, and Eddie. "U-um." Bill started. "There is a kid outside who looks like he's dead." Eddie rambled quickly, looking into my eyes. You and Bev proceeded to assist the boys is stealing the supplies, as they couldn't afford it. As you two walked out into the alley, catching up, you locked eyes with Richie Tozier. "Hey (Y/N)!" Richie exclaimed loudly, walking over to me and Bev and slinging a scrawny arm around my shoulders. Bev flickered her eyes between me and Richie and sent me a wink. I glared at her, but made no effort to move Richie's arm. Honestly, I kinda liked it. Richie walked me over to the kid on the floor. "This is Ben, he's pretty much dying." Richie stated, pointing at the kid leaking blood in the alley. I looked over at him, now realizing how close our faces are together. My face shifted to a bright red. He looked over to me and kept flickering his eyes between my eyes and my lips. He adventurously leaned in and placed his lips on mine. "Can you two not make out in front of me? I'm trying to stay focused to not kill this kid." Eddie groaned, annoyed. I giggled, looking back at Richie. "I guess we'll just have to go make out somewhere else," Richie stated grabbing my hand and dragging me to some random corner where, we sucked faces.
LMAAAOOO- Okey doke we'll I never thought I'd write "sucked faces" before but there's a first time for everything I guess lol. I hope you enjoyed. And ye - GoTSharksandTWD
