"That fucking clown is pissing me off...like seriously why can't it just join the damn circus and leave us alone," I complained pulling at my hair as I put my now broken glasses on my face.
"Your so smart your such a dumbass," Richie said making me...
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September
"I can only remember part of it, I thought I was dead. That's what it felt like. I saw us, all of us together back in the cistern, but we were older, like, our parents' age." Beverly said as I smiled.
"Really how did I look, " I asked curiously as Richie thumped me.
"You seriously asked that question, " Richie said as I stuck my tongue out.
"What we're we all doing here?" Bill stuttered.
"I just remember how we felt. How scared we were. I don't think I can ever forget that. " Beverly shrugged as I grabbed ahold of Richie's hand and leaned my head on his shoulder.
"Swear if It isn't dead, if It ever comes back, we'll come back, too." Bill stood up and said as I looked at Richie who shrugged his shoulders.
I then raised my eyebrows and stood up bring Richie up with me as the rest of the guys stood up.
Bill cut his hand first with the soda glass shard. Then Richie's to which he winced.
"Okay...I'm ready, " I said turning my head the other way as Bill cut my hand making me yelp in pain. As I tear came down my face.
"Oh God that shit hurts, " I said as everyone else got their hands cut.
And we then put our hands together and swore.
It felt like and bond or an oath was happening, and strangely enough, I like it.
Once we let our hands go we all looked at each other.
"I gotta go, " Stanley said as we all nodded.
"I hate you, " Stanley said to Bill making him frown as we all burst into laughter.
"I'll see you later," Stanley said as I smiled.
"See you later Stan the man, " I teased as Stan just smiled.
We all then took turns leaving. Then came Eddie, then Mike.
"Hey trash mouth you up for a game of street fighter, " I asked Richie as he nodded his head.
"Alright, see you losers around, " I teased as I walked away holding Richie's hand.
As we were walking to the arcade Richie grabbed my hand stopping me.
"What is it now trashmouth, " I asked annoyed as I then felt a pair of lips on mine and I saw that Richie was kissing me, making me shocked, confused, feeling warm inside, and like I want to puke, but at the same time don't.
I then closed my eyes and moved in sync with Richie until I then got ahold of myself and pulled away from him with my mouth open in shock at what he did.
I felt my lips and they felt tingly and my face felt hot, like I was burning.
"Whoa., " Richie said wiping his glasses.
"Not bad trashmouth. " I said biting my lip as I then pulled Richie in and kissed him.
It felt like I was fighting with myself. Like I wanted to kiss him, but that I didn't since kissing felt weird.
But I don't regret it.
This feels way different than how Lisa said it would.
I then pulled away again.
"So...what does this make us, " I asked confused.
"Well...um...wanna maybe be the motormouth to my trashmouth," Richie asked nervously as I smiled and nodded my head.
"Sure, " I said as I pecked Richie on his lips then giggled looking at him.
"You still up for street fighter, " Richie asked as I nodded my head.
"Yeah and ooo can we get ice cream afterward, " I asked to which Richie nodded his head?
"Who knew having you as a boy friend would be way much better trash mouth, " I teased as I grabbed ahold of Richie's arm and we went inside the arcade to enjoy the rest of our day.
