polarioid pictures. 💌 ~ richie tozier x reader

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10:10 a.m.
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richie's pov
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go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

i'm getting there first, i need to be the first to play, i need to make my move.

i've already played altered beast. but y/n hasn't. i'm gonna teach her. i needa get closer
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y/n's pov
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"RICHIE! SLOW DOWN!" you say giggling.

you look back at bill and eddie riding behind you.

eddie has a determined look on his face while bill stands still, worried.

"RICH! I'M GETTING THERE FIRST YOU FUCKER!" eddie screams while pedaling at what looks like 200 mph.

no wonder why his face looks like that.

"hey! bill! you alright?"

"y-yeah it was n-nothing." he says as he starts pedaling forward.

but as he's pedaling, you notice he keeps looking back at the spot where he stopped.

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bill's pov
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i saw it.

georgie's jacket.

it was there with some red balloon.

how badly i wanted to stop.

i wanted to prove it to richie.

georgie could still be alive.

"hey! bill! you alright?" y/n stops and looks back at me.

i don't want her to worry about me.

i'll find georgie myself.

"y-yeah. it was n-nothing." i lied.

i start pedaling towards richie and eddie.

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y/n's pov
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you pedal over to the spot where bill stopped.

woah.

"what. the hell."

georgie's jacket.

your jaw drops. georgie.

you remember that jacket. your mom bought it for georgie on his birthday. he loved yellow.

just like mom did.

"Y/N!" you see stan waving from about twenty feet away.

"c-coming!"

you kick back up your bike stand and start pedaling.

you look up as you pedal under a tree and see the georgie's same jacket hung on a branch.

"what the fu-"

*trip*

"ahh! shit."

you tripped but there wasn't anything there to trip on.

cement. smooth cement.

no tree branches, or cracks. cement.

"what the hell! ugh!"