Part 1

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Bill

I sat on a beanbag in the clubhouse, repeatedly throwing and catching a tennis ball. It was all peaceful. Eddie was sorting through a deck of cards, Richie was reading a comic book in the hammock, Mike was chatting with Ben who was also fixing a loose screw in one of the support beams and Stan was flicking through his bird pocketbook.

God. Stan. Why did he have to be so cute? The way his eyes moved back and forth while scanning the pages, the way his fingers moved elegantly when he flicked the page. I lost my focus on the ball and it fell to the ground and started rolling. It stopped at the foot of, the one and only, Stanley Uris.

Stan

I was reading my bird pocketbook when I felt something small and light hit my left foot. I looked down to see the tennis ball that Bill had been throwing. I noticed bill getting up and approaching me. I picked up the ball and walked over to him.

Once I reached him, I passed him the ball.
"Here," I said as I held it out towards him.
"Th-thanks," Bill replied in his usual stutter. His crystal blue eyes stared into mine, his mouth slightly agape as he took the ball.

His fingers brushed against my hand as he took it which sparked a blush on both of our faces. I cleared my throat and sat back down on my chair. Bill did the same and then we heard the sound of Richie and Eddie arguing.

Eddie

"I thought we agreed. You were allowed my comic book for two days and then you had to give it back. It's been two days!" I said, my voice rising with each word.
"I've almost finished reading it. Just wait," Richie replied.
"No I won't wait it's my comic book!" I was almost yelling now.

"Like I said, I'm almost finished. Don't get your panties in a twist, Eds," He smirked.
"Stop calling me Eds. You know I hate it when you call me Eds," I frowned.
He just laughed and pushed his glasses up his nose.

"I do know that. It's just so cute seeing you get all angry like that," He joked, putting his hands on his cheeks and beaming in a 'so adorable' gesture.

Richie

Okay, I was only half joking when I said Eddie was cute. I've had a crush on him for ages now, but I'm pretty sure he doesn't feel the same.
"Just give me the comic book back," Eddie huffed.
"How about we read it together?" I patted the spot next to me in the hammock.
I could tell he was surprised at this but I heard him mumble a "Fine."

I scooted over as Eddie got in and opened the comic. As we read, we kept glancing at each other, the closeness between us made my face flush a tiny bit and I could see it was the same for him. Then, we heard the high pitched clink of a screw dropping on the ground.

Ben

'Clink' the screw dropped to the ground and rolled back and forth slightly.
"Dammit," I muttered.
Then, I noticed Bev walk over with a cigarette between her index and middle fingers. I quickly looked away. I've had a crush on Bev since I first came to this town. I bent down and picked up the screw as Bev stopped in front of me.
"You okay there?" She asked, smiling.

"Me? Oh, yes. I-I'm fine, Beverly," I replied awkwardly, not making eye contact.
I put the screw back in the support beam and started twisting it in with my screwdriver. Bev took a drag from her cigarette.
"Having some trouble there?" She asked.
The screw dropped again and I sighed.
"A little."
"Well, I'm sure you can do it," she said.
I felt the heat rising in my cheek again and I smiled.

Bev

I watched as Ben started putting the screw in the beam again. This time, he managed to screw it in properly. Honestly, I never noticed how attractive he was...
I took another drag from my cigarette.
"I still can't believe you built this whole underground clubhouse yourself," I marvelled.

Ben smiled shyly.
"It took a while but I had a lot of time on my hands back then," he said.
I chuckled and put out my cigarette.
Ben sat on a wooden stool and I sat next to him. I stared at him for a moment before looking away, placing my hands in my lap.
Was I falling for Ben?

A/N

So this is the first chapter. What do you think?

There won't be any POV's of Mike since he isn't shipped with anyone.

Anyway, I'll try to publish as much as I can but bare in mind I have school and family stuff etc.

Thanks for reading! :)

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