~11~

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The seven losers sat in a circle by the edge of the Barrons, but this time they were actually on the grass. "I saw us, but we were older, around our parent's age, and all that I can remember was the fear we had." She looked at the ground, and then at Stan right next to her.

"Swear." Bill stood up, "Swear that if it isn't dead, we'll all come back, too." He held a piece of glass in his hand, Stan taking it to cut everyone's hands.

He cut Bill's hand.

Richie's.

Eddie's.

Mike's.

Ben's.

(Y/n)'s.

He stood next to Bill and (Y/n), pulling the glass from his hand to his wrist, receiving a sympathetic look from Bill. "Don't." He plead quietly.

Stan cut his palm and they all joined hands, blood from the friend on their right now on their left hand. Deep inhales and exhales from the members were heard in the few seconds of silence. They dropped hands, dried blood on their left hand, and they sat down.

(Y/n) peered into the sun's reflection across the river, pulled herself up and brushed the dirt from her pants off. "I have to go, see you later," she waved to the losers and earned waves and goodbyes in return as she walked away through the foliage.

Stan quickly jumped up, "I hate you," he said to Bill, but then shared a laugh with them all, "I'll see you later." He followed the same path that (Y/n) had about a minute before. His pace was faster than normal as he tried to catch up to the girl.

He grabbed her shoulder once he caught up and spun her around. "You going to school tomorrow?" He knew that she went to the same school and their first day was tomorrow, but he wanted to start a decent conversation.

"Of course, are you?" She giggled a bit, pushing strands of hair out of her face as he answered her question with a slight nod. They walked side-by-side down the series of roads that lead to their homes. (Y/n) bit her lip and turned to face Stan. "Stan? What are we?"

He was obviously confused, "Um...The Losers?" He questioned her.

"No, I mean you and me," She gave him a soft smile and stared at the ground instead of his eyes.

"I guess we're boyfriend and girlfriend, but only if you want to be." He continued walking with her and he slid his hand into hers, intertwining their fingers.

She lifted herself on her toes to almost match his height and kissed him on the cheek. "That sounds perfect."

~Oof, it's a time skip~

Stan and (Y/n) walked through the school doors hand-in-hand, but they let go once they saw the rest of the losers. "Bowers is finally gone and we're scot free. Let's give it up for our first good year and-" Richie's inspirational speech was cut off by the homeroom bell and the seven (Mike had convinced his grandparents to let him go to school) split apart into their first classes.

Bill went to chemistry first, and he was forced to sit next to Beverly Marsh. It's not that he didn't like Beverly, but he was just so awkward that he could barely speak with his stutter so strong. "Since you'll be with your lab partners for the entire year, take some time to get to know them. Ask them these three questions: What's your name, Who's your best friend, and How old are you?"

Groans were made because of the stupid questions that the teacher thought kids cared about. Bill turned to face Beverly. "Well, I'm B-b-bill Den-denbrough. M-my best friend is R-R-Richie Tozier. I'm 14." he tried to get his stutter to not completely embarrass himself.

She smiled and let out a small laugh, "Well Bill, My name is Beverly Marsh. I'm 14 and," she paused, her smile fading into nothing, "I don't really have friends."

Feeling sorry for her, Bill tried to help. "If y-you have the s-s-same lunch, you can meet my friends. We're l-losers, but there's a girl named (Y/n) that would love you."

"Good to know." Her smile resurfaced as they continued conversing until the bell rang and signaled that they needed to get to their next class. As Bill parted from Beverly, he knew that she would be the next great addition to the losers club.


Okay, this is short and it took a long time to write. (I literally was contemplating on doing the storyline that I'm going to do now or just ending the book, but luckily it is continuing.)

And I finally added Bev!

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