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I've never wanted to leave school more. I sat in the red lit room. The yearbooks were already given out to people who wanted them, so my work was done.
I watched the clock tick down. School was almost out for the year and I couldn't be happier. I strapped on my book bag, and held opened the door. What people didn't tell me about this club, is that all the popular kids take this club so they can leave early. There is no teacher for this class.
Another downside is that this class is farthest away from the other classes my friends are in. Making me last to every single one of our get togethers.
The bell rung and I opened the door quickly, eager to try to catch up with my friends.
Sadly, as soon as I caught sight of them, they left the building.
I rushed out of the building, trying my best to ignore Henry Bowers' gang, who was staring daggers into my soul.
I pushed open the doors and my friends were dumping the contents of their book bags into the trash can outside of the school. That's a little wasteful.
I jogged up to them.
"Hey guys." I spoke cheerfully. Each one of them spoke their individual greeting.
"What's plan for later today?" I asked gripping on my backpack straps.
"W-we're gonna go d-d-down the the b-barrens." Bill spoke shaking out the rest of the contents within his book bag.
"Yeah because who doesn't love splashing around in shitty water." Richie piped in.
I was going to laugh, but my breath was caught in my throat when Henry Bowsers came up and pulled on Richie's book bag, causing him to fall back into Stan. I was standing behind Stan but I quickly moved out of the way.
Patrick took is kippah and threw it into a passing school bus's window. Patrick took notice of and dead leg me, causing me to land on my ass. Then Belch belched in Eddie's face and pushed him. Then Henry bumped into Bill.
I looked at Bill and he looked like he was going to say something.
'Bill dont do it.' I thought to myself. We all stood up quickly.
"You s-s-s-suck bowers!" Bill yelled at Henry.
"Oh shit." I spoke quietly.
Henry slowly turned around, "You s-say something b-b-billy?" Henry spoke with the large smirk.
We stood there defeated severely.
"You got a free ride this year. Ride's over Denbrough." He walked closer to Bill.
Then the cop was noticed. I was secretly praying that the cop would stop some of this. Then Henry stepped back a little.
"Summers gonna be a hurt train, for you and your faggot friends." He then licked his hand and smacked it on Bill's face. And walked away.
