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vanessa anderson was a blonde girl with a bubbly personality. she also had a badass side too. more badass than bubbly.

vanessa was apart of club called the losers club. she was the only member of the group who was a girl. she had a bad reputation, much like the boys in the group. she loved the boys. they were like her brothers, except bill. she had small feelings towards the boy.

she didn't want to confess because she felt selfish. you see, bills brother went missing about a year ago and bill has been bothered by it ever since. she wanted to tell him but she didn't want to be selfish.

bill wouldn't admit to anyone but he to, had small feelings for the blonde girl. he was to afraid to tell her though because he was scared she wouldn't feel the same.

richie tozier was another member of the losers club. he wore big oversized glasses and had jet black hair. richie was like an older brother to vanessa even though they were the same age.

stanley uris was the smartest one of the club. he was tall, lanky, and had light brown curly hair. stanley was Jewish. he was incredibly smart but could be annoying at times.

then there's little eddie kasprak. eddie was short and had dark brown hair. he was extremely germaphobic and constantly told the club facts about viruses and what not. eddie was a sweet boy but his rambling could get annoying.

lastly, there's bill denbrough. bill was vanessas crush and best friend. he had a stutter that he hated but vanessa secretly loved. bill was the tallest of he club and had brown hair.

𝚅𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟

i was currently sitting in my final class of the year. i didn't have any friends in this class but the that's the least of my worries. the biggest pain in the butt of this class is having it with the bowers gang.

henry bowers sits right behind me too. its sucked all year.

henry bowers bullies my small friend group which is super annoying. he's attempted to do things to me a few times but someone caught him before anything got to far.

the bell rang and i stood up and was the first one out of the class, per usual. i immediately spotted 3 out of my 4 friends. richie, bill, and eddie. i smirked and came from behind them and wrapped my arms around bill and richie.

they were talking about stans bar of mitzvah. richie shrugged my arm off but i kept the one around bills there.

"hey nessa" bill smiled down at me.

"hey bill" i said kinda shyly.

stanley came from behind us and they continued to talk about the bar of mitzvah but went silent as they passed the bowers gang. henry smirked at me and i shivered.

bill noticed, i think, and glared at them harder. boy, if looks could kill, henry Bowers would be 6 feet under.

as the losers left the school, i received a hit in the shoulder by greta.

greta bowie is the girl school bully. except she don't have a gang, she has minions. i was friends with one of the girls who are now gretas minions in 2nd grade before i became friends with the losers. that's a story for another time.

we left the school and went to a trash can and dumped all the supplies and things that were in our bags in the trash.

"best feeling ever" stan said.

"oh yeah, try tickling your pickle for the first time" richie said.

"gross rich" i said.

"or in your case your-"

"that's enough i don't want to hear anymore" i exclaimed over richie.

"so what are we doing this summer" eddie asked.

"i start my training" richie said nonchalantly.

everyone gave him a confused look.

"what training" eddie asked.

"street fighter"

"is that seriously how you want to spend your summer, inside of an arcade"

"beats spending it inside your mother, ohhhhhh" richie said, holding his hand up for stan to high five.

"what if we go to the quarry?" Stan suggested, rejecting richies high five.

"guys we have the b-b-barrens" bill said.

everyone went silent. bills younger brother georgie had gone missing around a year ago. bill has still been determined to find him and i had been helping him.

"what are you looking at eds" i asked.

"betty ripsoms mom" he sighed.

"does her mother really expect her to come out of there" stan asked.

"they've said that she's been hiding out in home ec" eddie said.

"do you think they'll ever find her" stan asked.

"sure, in a ditch all decomposed smelling like eddies moms underwear" richie said.

"shut up richie" i said.

"dude shut up that's freaking disgusting" eddie scoffed.

we began to walk off, bill and i leading the pack. Stan beside richie and eddie right behind us.

"you know the barrens aren't that bad" richie said. "who doesnt love splashing around in crappy water"

i turned whenever i heard a grunt and a thud. of course it was the bowers gang. i got a shiver up my spine but kept my head high.

"nice frisbee, flamer" patrick said before throwing stans kippah through a bus window.

belch did what he did best and burped in eddies face causing him to gag and stumble over towards me.

henry came from behind me and hit his shoulder with my shoulder.

"whore" he muttered.

i scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"you s-s-s-suck bowers" bill exclaimed.

henry stopped in his tracks.

"shut up bill" Eddie mumbled.

"you s-s-s-s-say something" henry mocked, walking towards us. "b-b-b-b-billy. you got a free ride this year because if your little brother. rides over, denbrough"

i stepped in front of bill, looking up at bowers. dang am i short.

"leave him alone bowers or ill go tell your dad that you touched me" i threatened. "and how do you think he'd feel henry"

henry contemplated. his face went a little blank before a smirk grew back onto his face.

"this summers gonna be a hurt train for you, your whore, and your faggot friends" henry said, turning his attention back to bill.

henry licked his hand and rubbed it on bills cheek as the bowers gang chuckled.

we watched as the gang retreated to belchs' car and drove off.

"wish he'd go missing" richie said.

"he's probably the one doing it" eddie said.

we walked over to where our bikes were and i sighed.

this summer was going to be fun.











first chapter! hope you enjoyed!

word count: 1119

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