Chapter 14

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It had been several weeks since the Losers Club split up. At that point, it had been just Chris, Richie, and Stanley who still kept in touch with each other.

Chris was in her bedroom, preparing for Stanley's Bar Mitzvah. She wore her hair half-up half-down and wore a floral printed puff sleeved dress. She usually didn't wear dresses, but Gwen suggested that she'd wear it for the occasion. She started to put her rose earring studs on when Gwen walked in the room. "Wow. I didn't think you were going to wear the dress", she said.
"I just felt like it, I guess", she shrugged.

"Well, you look great", Gwen said before she left.

"um, Mom?", Chris asked, causing Gwen to stop in her tracks.

"Yeah?"

"Am I the reason why we keep moving and why you and dad split up?"

Gwen creased her eyebrows at her daughter's assumption. "No, why would think that?", she shook her head, walking towards Chris.

"It's just that you constantly move from one job to the next and I just feel like a burden".

"Listen, you are not a burden. I know how hard the divorce on you, but nothing about it had to do with you. It was just that your dad..chose to start drinking", she explained. "I understand that you worry about me and Aunt Lizzie, but right now, I need you to focus more on being a kid".

Chris gave a half smile. "Ok", she said.

Later, Richie's mother Maggie pulled up at the Archer house to pick up Chris. "Hi, Chris", Maggie greeted, looking at her from the rear view mirror.

"Hi, Mrs. Tozier", Chris said as she sat next to Richie. Richie had his eyes locked on Chris in amazement. "Wow, y-you look great", he said.

"Thanks", she gave a small smile. "I know dresses aren't typically my thing".

When they arrived at the synagogue, Chris,Richie, and Mrs. Tozier all sat in one of the pews and watched as Stanley gave his speech in front of the crowd of people(including his family members) and his dad, the rabbi, who was standing next to him. It wasn't until she noticed the looks on his parents faces that he was actually going off script. "Indifference is a part of growing up", Stanley spoke.

"Stanley", Mr. Uris spoke firmly.

"Becoming an adult isn't about being able to vote, drink, or drive", he continued, walking away from his dad who tried to grab the microphone. "According to the holy scripture of Derry, it's learning to not give a shit!".

He threw the microphone to the ground and stormed off. The whole synagogue was filled with gasps and whispers. Chris' jaw dropped at Stanley's boldness. Richie stood up and clapped before Maggie sat him down.

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After the ceremony, Chris and Richie caught up with Stanley who stood outside the synagogue. "Holy shit, dude!", Richie said to him.
"That was badass", Chris exclaimed, chuckling.

"Thanks", Stan smiled. "Well, my dad doesn't think so, of course". Stan knew that he was going to be grounded, but his mom, who didn't seem as mad as his dad, just told him that they were going to have a talk when they get home.

"So how does it feel entering manhood?", she asked.

"To be honest, I don't feel any different"

"At least they didn't cut off the tip of your dick", Richie joked.

"Beep beep, Rich", Chris rolled her eyes, her lips forming a grin.

The trio later went off to Derry Scoops to get ice cream. They sat in the air-conditioned parlor and ate cups of ice cream. "Chris, I was wondering if this weekend,", Richie began. "you'd like to,um, if..if you'd want to..um, fuck, if you just-"

"Are you asking me out on a date?"

"Yes", he sighed.

Chris thought about it for a minute. She'd never thought that he would finally ask the question. "Sure", she nodded.

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