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"No, I love being your personal doorman, really." Richie exclaimed, riding around everyone as they walked their bikes down the road. "Could you idiots have taken any longer?!"
"Hey, Rich?" Sydney spoke sweetly, batting her eyelashes softly.
"Yeah?" He looked over.
Her smile disappeared, and her sweet eyes were replaced with a harsh glare. "Shut it."
"Yeah, shut up, Richie." Stanley agreed.
"Oh, come on, Syddie."
"Don't call me that."
Everyone watched as Richie rode his bike around Sydney tauntingly. "Syddie."
"Richie, I swear to God."
"Syddie."
"You're so annoying."
"Oh, okay, trash the Trashmouth, I get it." He rolled his eyes, "Hey, I wasn't the one scrubbing the bathroom floor and imagining that her sink went all Eddie's mom's vagina on Halloween."
"She didn't imagine it." Bill retorted, suddenly stopping, the others doing the same. "I s-s-s-saw something, too."
"You saw blood, too?" Stanley asked.
"Not blood." He shook his head, "I saw G-G-G-Georgie."
Sydney let out a breath, gripping the handles of her bike as her hands shook.
"It seemed so real. I mean, it seemed like him, but there was this..."
"The clown." Eddie finished, looking to Sydney. "Yeah, Syd and I saw it, too."
Sydney nodded softly, internally debating on whether or not she should show them the picture.
The whole group exchanged looks, nodding slightly, they had all had their own encounters. Well, except for Richie, who just held a puzzled expression.
"Wait, can only virgins see this stuff? Is that why I'm not seeing this shit?"
Sydney pursed her lips a little, holding her hand up slightly, "Not a virgin, Rich."
He went wide-eyed, glancing at Eddie for a second before back to her. She didn't say anything, just placed her shaky hand back on the handles of her bike.
"Oh, shit, thats Belch Huggins car." Eddie muttered, staring over at the navy blue car parked recklessly near the edge of the woods that lead down to the lake.
"Who names their kid Belch? That's just cruel." Sydney snarked, Stanley stifling a chuckle.
"We should probably get out of here." Eddie added.
"Yeah." Richie nodded.
"Wait, isn't that the homeschooled kid's bike?" Bill asked, pointing to the fallen bike beside Belch's car.
