Poems & Playlists! °•Ben Hanscom•°

Chapter 7

🎈CHAPTER 7🎈

•°Ben's POV°•

The drive towards my house was nice, I watched as Corinne kept wanting to bump her bike into Richie, it had him on his nerves, which only made the girl laugh, she really was something else, it's what I like about her, she doesn't pretend.

As we got closer to my house, I remember certain things laying around in my room, that would make me feel embarrassed if anyone saw them, I started peddling faster throwing my bike on the grass, running into my house, I couldn't care if they thought it was weird that I just ran in without them, I'd rather have them call me weird, than be embarrassed.

Running into my room, I picked up all my underwear laying around, and the magazines throwing it in my closet, slamming the door shut, just as everyone enters my room. Corinne was staring at me suspiciously, I only gave her a sheepish smile leaning on my closet door.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wow." Richie says, pushing up his glasses, walking closer to one of the wall I have plastered with information, my entire room was covered in information and old newspaper articles that I've collected since I moved here. "Cool, huh?" I ask, my eyes on Corinne who was reading the things on the wall on the otherside of my bed.

"This is cool, right here. Wait, no, it's not cool." Richie says pointing randomly to one of the old pictures I have found with some of the information, I knew he was trying to act cool, it was his personality, so I didn't take any of his comments to heart.

"What's that?" Stanley asks pointing at the charter, I put up in the middle of everything.

"Oh, that? That's the charter for Derry Township." I told him.

"Nerd alert." Richie states.

"No, actually, it's really interesting. Derry started as a Beaver trapping camp." I say, looking at the three standing next to me. "Still is, am I right, boys?" Richie asks putting up his arm, Stanley only shook his head at him.

"Ninety one people signed the charter that made Derry, but later that winter, they all disappeared without a trace." I inform them.

"The entire camp?" Eddie asks, curious. "There were rumors of Indians, but no sign of an attack. Everybody just thought it was a plague or something, but it's like one day everybody just woke up and left. The only clue was a trail of bloody clothes leading to the well house." I told them what I remember reading.

"Jesus. We can get Derry on Unsolved Mysteries." Richie says, when I heard my door creaking, it made me panic as my body froze, I turned around slowly, only to see Corinne looking at my New kids on the block poster, I put up behind my door, she looked at me, grinning from ear to ear, opening my door again, it made me smile, my cheeks turning red.

I couldn't help the smile on my face, I was barely able to hear the others bickering about something, because I knew she wouldn't make fun of me for it.

"Where was the well house?" Bill asks, pulling me from my own thoughts, he was staring at me in question.

"I don't know. Somewhere in town, I guess. Why?" I ask, wondering why he was asking.

"Nothing." He mutters, staring up at the wall.

As it was starting to get late, one left after the other, Corinne was the last one too leave, I silently put the postcard into her bag with out her noticing, just before she left.

I sat down at my desk, staring at the lamp, when the yearbook caught my attention, remembering I still haven't looked inside. I took the book in my hands, opening it at the signature's section. Beverly signed her name at the very top, at the very bottom was Corinne's familiar handwriting.

"Meet me at midnight in the forest of my dreams. We'll make a fire and count the stars that shimmer above the trees. Corinne. ♡♡"

The smile on my face didn't wanna go away the entire night, I kept on rereading the small poem over and over again until I finally fell asleep.

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