Bowers Gang Preferences

How You Met

Belch
It was a Saturday afternoon and you were walking through Derry, there was nothing better to do since all of your friends were busy. Belch was driving down the side road you were on. You knew of him from school since you had a few classes with him last year, but never actually had a conversation. You heard his engine over the sound of music from your walkman.
"Must be Higgins" You said to yourself. Just as you thought, he had passed you in his blue trans am. He ended up stopping after a little bit and wait for you to get by his car.
"Hey Doll, how come you're alone? That's unusual."
"Oh hey Higgins, they're all busy, what about yourself? Bowers off bitchin' at some kids?" I laugh.
That was the first conversation you've ever had.
Henry
Simple. You had gotten a detention for skipping your least favorite subject and he gotten one for skipping History. You both were told not to talk but being the people you both were, you didn't listen. Once the teacher left the talking began.
Patrick
You told your friends to meet you behind the school after the last bell. Once you got there they were no where to be found, you quickly understood why. The bowers gang. The group of four were hanging on the other side of the back. You had turned to walk away quickly before being noticed but Patrick was quick to see you. After that he followed you from behind by about 10-15 away and once you were in the main strip of Derry he caught uo to you and introduced himself.
Victor
English class, last three weeks of school year, you were known as the new girl and you were sat next to Victor. Halfway through class he passed you a note. "I'm Victor, and I'd like to say, you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen." That left you blushing for the rest of the class. Once class ended you introduced yourself earning a few whispers and stares but you ignored that all. Little did you know you had just fallen into the trap of Victor Criss.