The Barrons

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by livingbytheb00by
by livingbytheb00by
                                    
                                              I seriously just got here and there are like 5 people who love this story so I'm trying to update as much as usual but I'm lazy so ughhhhh
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         I woke up early the next morning, stepping out of bed, and quickly getting dressed and eating breakfast. My parents weren't home, as usual. Here's a thing about my parents: they believe that the only thing they needed to do was take care of me until I was 6. Then they left me alone. They come home maybe once a month. I'm not complaining, my parents are assholes. I put my plate in the dishwasher, and looked at the clock.  
                          Ten minutes until the Barrons
                              I sighed. I hated the Barrons. It was so depressing, so dark, not to mention disgusting. But I went anyway. For Bill. I swear I should make him pay me or something. I grabbed a jacket, pulled my hair up to a ponytail, and got on my bike. I pedaled to Bill's house, and knocked on the door. He answered in a millisecond.
                             "I-I-I-I'll be right there, o-o-one second." He slammed the door in my face, and one minute later, came back out with a huge, and I mean HUGE backpack. I laughed.
                            "Well okay, mr. Heavy weights, let's get going." I yanked him to his garage, where he grabbed his bike, the permanent-marker that read "silver" still clearly on the side. I smiled. Once we both got ready to go, we started biking.
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                                   I didn't even need to look behind me to know the other boys caught up with us. 
    "Oh yeah? Did your mother tell you that~?" Richie's voice got louder as he approached us.
                               "No, your sister demonstrated it." Eddie snapped.
                             "Will you guys just shut the fuck up for five seconds?!" Stan growled. My smile only got wider. This is gonna be fun.
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                                     "Are you sure there's no poison ivy? Cuz I'm starting to get itchy, and-" Eddie was all screechy, looking around the sewer tunnel nervously. Richie rolled his eyes.
                            "Do you use the same bathroom as your mother?" Richie asked.
                             "Yeah, sometimes..." 
                              "Then you probably have crabs."
                                "That's so not funny."
                             Richie looked back at Eddie and Stan, who were still standing outside of the tunnel, refusing to join us.
                              "Aren't you guys coming in?" I asked.
                               "Nu-uh. That's greywater." Eddie said.  
                              "What the hell is greywater?" Richie asked.
                             "It's basically....piss and shit so I'm just telling you! You guys are splashing around in...millions of gallons of derry pee- what-what are you-" Eddie paused his previous sentence, watching Richie dip a stick in the water and raised it to his nose, giving it a sniff. I crinkled my nose in disgust.
                           "Doesn't smell like caca to me, senõr" Richie joked in an obnoxious fake accent, jabbing the stick at Eddie.
                           "Are you-...HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF A STAPH INFECTION?!" Eddie screeched, making a "chop" movement with his hand.
                               "Oh I'll show you a staph infection." Richie said, throwing something from the sewer at Eddie, making him screech.
                              "Oh, this is-this is so unsanitary." Eddie and Richie continued to argue, me cracking up, and Stan rolling his eyes.
                            "GUYS!" Bill yelled. Everyone went quiet, and looked at him. He held up a shoe. My heart stopped. No way....
                              "Who's shoe is it...?" Richie asked.
                             You could cut the tension with a knife.
                          "Betty Ripsom's." Bill muttered.
                             "Oh shit...o-oh FUCK!" Eddie screamed. My eyes went wide.
                             "W-well now what?" I looked over at Bill.
                                "W-w-we have to go f-f-f-find her..." Bill said. And me, Richie, and Bill turned around, starting to walk farther into the sewers.
                               "Wait...." a small voice came from behind us. Eddie and Stan were still standing outside of the sewers, unmoving.  "We can't go in there....I mean, I-I-I don't wanna go missing too!" Eddie said, his voice threatening to make him cry. 
                               "Y-y-yeah....it's summer, were supposed to be having fun!" Stan added, scared out of his mind. "I-I'm sorry Bill, but I'm just a kid."  
Bill looked heartbroken, and turned to me, hoping I'd say something reassuring, but I just stayed silent. 
                          I would never admit this to anyone...
                          But I didn't want to go either.
                                                                                                   SPLASH!!