27 Years//reddie\\

Chapter 1

1990

Richie Tozier. Ah, what a lovely subject?  Richie is not your typical 14 year old kid. Hes gay, in the 90s. And even worse? Was he was in love with one of his best friends. A year ago, they fought a crazy clown, and at this moment, the losers club as they call it, were closer than ever. Now, let me introduce you to the pack. First, Richie. I haven't told you enough. As we already know, hes a closeted gay. He has curly, raven hair that is just past his chin, and his typical outfits were just plain shirts, sometimes with designs, sometimes without, with a hawaiian shirt ontop, but the hawaiian shirt was always unbuttoned, and god knows what pants. He wore leather jackets instead of the funky shirts sometimes, but not often, then we got Beverly Marsh. Shes got red, curly hair thats cut in a pixie that just attracts every boy in sight. She had multiple rumors about her spread about hooking up with multiple guys which by the way, isnt true. Her tyipcal outfits are either some dress or overalls. Mostly dresses. Shes living with Richie right now, due to her fathers death. She is currently dating Bill Denbrough, and she always calls her friends "baby" or "honey" and shit. Shes like the mom of the group, yet shes still a badass and can easily take on a challenge. Bill Denbrough. Beverlys boyfriend. Hes just a different person everyday. Hes always got some style that no one can really figure out. He has a stutter that has gotten to the point where hes having trouble saying words. It occurs whenever, not really at certain times and shit, just happens when it does. Hes not really predictable, and hes got short, dirty blonde hair. Lets get to Ben Hanscom. Hes really interesting. Hes got hair like Bill, and hes a little on the chubby side, but no one in the club cares. He is who he is and if they dont like it, then Ben would have left. Hes got no style, just wears whatever he finds and always flirts with his friend because hes got nothing better to do. Hes really not that boring if you get to know him. Weve got Mike Hanlon, the homeschool kid. His dad died, his mom dissapeared and hes living with his grandfather in a butchers market. Hes always wearing some stupid stuff like- stuff that never matches and its always just whatever. Richie would help but Mike doesnt like Richies style, or Bens, or Bills, or Eddies so he just his own person i guess. STANLEY URIS! Wow, hes something  uh, hes a jewish kid, he really has no style except he wears this little frisbee hat thing all the time, to be honest i have no clue ehat it is. He has brown curly hair and yeah so. Eddie Kaspbrak. Finally. Hes always got some ywllow on. His mom is a very strict christian, but he doesnt beleive in God and that. He just beleives what he wants to, when he wants to. Otherwise, hes not religious whatsoever. Hes also got hair like Bill, but its lighter, and usually messy. Now whos Richies best friend, you ask? Thats a mystery that shall remain, until Richie spills, which he will. Well, why dont i hand you over to see how Richie is right now? Okay, sure. Lets go on, then.

Richies POV

I am not bored, i am not bored, okay. Im bored. Im just sitting in the hammock with Eddie in the clubhouse, Beverly and Bill and Mike and Ben are all cuddling (all of them TOGETHER like what 😃) watching a movie with Bills projector and Eddie was reading. I just wish he would kick me so we can play fight or something, or i wish everyone else would fall asleep so i can take Eddies book and throw it at them. So, what did i do? I screamed, "Hey, Eddie!"

"If you're gonna scream, do it anywhere else," Eddie replied. "What?"

"I fucked your mom," i whispered. Beverly started laughing as hard as possible. Why beverly why do you have to laugh at that

"Richie, at any other time," she laughed, loudly. I glanced at her and giggled.

"I did," i smiled. Eddie rolled his eyes and kicked me. Ugh, took long enough. He knocked my glasses off, onto the floor, causing them to crack across one lense. He threw his book at my face. So, i kicked him back like i should (like go off king). He got onto his knees and started shoving me. Last time we did this, we got super violent and i ended up with a black eye, he ended up with a bloody nose, and the hammoc broke, AND WE LAUGHED LIKE MRS GIRL WHAT- but despite that, we fought anyways. I shoved him back into the other side of the hammoc and laughed. "Bite me," I taunted. He flipped me off and kicked me, bursting with laughter. Yeah, we did fight for a while and the hammoc almost broke, so we had to stop but now my glasses were broken and he had a bruise starting on his arm so thats that- "beverly, hand me my bag," i yelled.