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Bill Denbrough could feel himself begin to worry as the four boys stood there, waiting for Mike Wheeler to come out of school. Bill's eyes following each student the came out while the warm September air blew past him. He let out a deep breath, hoping that Mike would come soon. Richie, Stan, and Eddie stood next to him, their eyes watching for the dark, curly haired boy to soon appear from the school doors.
"Come on, Mike," Richie said in an annoyed tone, letting a groan escape his lips. Bill could see that Richie was getting impatient because he wanted to smoke at the Barrens, which sometimes Bill would share with him, especially when he felt sad. Smoking was something that Richie always longed for when something is going or he's stressed, which happened once a week.
Eddie fidgeted with his backpack straps as his hands grabbed them tightly. His freckles that danced his face showed the tense expression that stayed on his face while Stan just stood there in silence. He looked like he was in deep thought, stands of his hair blowing through the air.
"There he is!" Richie exclaimed, pointing near the fence as he jumped. Bill's eyes met where Richie's rough finger pointed at to find Mike talking to his friends in the distance. There seemed to be an argument as Mike's expression was angry with his two friends. One of them seemed worried while the other seemed in fury.
"Looks like Mike's pissed," Stan replied with a serious tone.
"They must be his AV Club friends," Eddie explained to the three, his hand gently grazing the pocket of his pants, showing the lining where his inhaler was placed. "I've seen them come into my English class when we have to watch a movie,"
"Oh yeah!" Richie said with a smile, his eyes beaming with his teeth. "I think one of them is named Dustin? He's the one with no teeth though. Bowers calls him Toothless because he has two missing teeth. I think someone told me he has a condition that makes him have no collar bones or-"
"Be-Beep beep, R-Richie," Bill stuttered quietly to shut Richie up. Richie closed his mouth with a sigh as he stared off into the distance.
Bill watched as Mike's expression changed, his eyes looking back at the losers while "Dustin" was going with his other friend into the school with disappointment. Mike seemed worried, something that surprised Bill. Just like Mike, Bill was the leader of their posse. He knew that if he wanted to do something, everyone else was going to do it.
Mike grabbed the straps of his backpack as he walked to the bike racks, his eyes looking at the others with an exhausted sigh. "Sorry that took so long. My friends wouldn't let me go because of some important business," He replied quietly.
"F-For what?" Bill asked.
"Just AV Club stuff," Mike replied with a shrug, grabbing his bike as he pulled it out of the slot. Mike's bike was different than his friends, just like Silver which was Bill's trusty bike, was different than his friends. It was silver with a green seat. The wide handle bars made the bike look like it was supposed to be for someone older than an eighth grader.
