CHAPTER THREE the one in the sewers warnings: none. quick a/n: cool but i hate this chapter.
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ASHLEY HARP STOOD IN front of a mirror that was hanging on her closet door, smoothing out her t-shirt, her hands slightly shaky. She was still a bit...shaken up from yesterday's experience, but she had to be at Eddie's soon, so she needed to get going eventually.
A sigh escaped her lips as she stared at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a bit messy, and her attempt to smooth her t-shirt had failed, but she didn't care at this point. With a shake of her head, Ashley walked over to her bedroom door.
She grabbed her bag that was sitting outside her door, throwing it over her shoulder and making her way downstairs.
"Dad, I'm going to a friend's house! I'll be back by five!" She shouted as she went to open the front door, but froze.
Her dad had replied, but she didn't hear him. Instead, she peeked outside, looking for any sign of the bugs from yesterday. Most of them seem to have crawled away by now, only a few left. She let out a sigh of relief, before opening the door and exiting the house, bolting off the front porch so she could avoid the insects.
Ashley walked over to her bike, before hopping on it. She reached inside her front pocket, and went over the address Eddie had given her. It wasn't too far, maybe twenty five minutes bike. She nodded to herself, a small smile on her lips. She stuck the paper back in her pocket, before beginning to pedal her bike.
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SO THERE HAD BEEN a small change of plans- instead of going to the barrens, the small group was now at the sewers. But Ash had been right about the maybe twenty five minutes thing- it was about twenty seven minutes later when she arrived at Eddie's house, and thirty when the group actually arrived at the sewer entrance.
The kids were now making their way through trees and plants with their bikes held to their sides, trying to follow Bill.
They came to a stop in front of the sewers, and Ashley wrinkled her nose, "It smells gross." She commented, getting a nod of agreement from Eddie in return.
"That's poison ivy, and that's poison ivy. And that's poison ivy!" Stanley said, pointing at random plants that probably weren't actually poison ivy.
"Poison ivy? There's no poison ivy." Ashley raised an eyebrow, walking over to the entrance of the sewers, where Richie and Bill had already entered.
"Where? Where's the poison ivy?" Eddie asked, a bit frantic.
"No where. Not every fucking plant is poison ivy, Stanley." Richie spoke, and Ashley could just about hear his eyeroll.
"Ok, well I'm starting to get itchy, and I'm pretty sure that's not good for me." Eddie said- or more complained- standing in the entrance of the sewer with Stan and Ashley.
