viii. the one at the summer fair

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CHAPTER EIGHT
the one at the summer fair
warnings: mentions of death, fire, and burning alive.

ASHLEY HARP EXITED the ice cream truck line, two cones now in her hand and three dollar bills in her back pocket

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ASHLEY HARP EXITED the ice cream truck line, two cones now in her hand and three dollar bills in her back pocket. In case it was important, one was for her and the other was for Beverly. Who, as her eyes scanned through the crowded sidewalks, she seemed to have lost.

"Fuck." Ash huffed to herself, bringing her ice cream to her mouth and quickly taking a bite out of it, regretting that choice almost immediately and winced, "Fuck! That's cold. My poor teeth." She whispered to herself.

"It is ice cream, Ash. I'd be surprised if it wasn't." Beverly Marsh. Ashley whipped around, and sure enough, there was the redheaded female, standing with a cheeky smile.

"Shut it, Marsh." Ashley stuck her tongue out at the other playfully, holding one hand out to hand Beverly the frozen dessert that was beginning to melt in the hot sun.

"Make me, Harp." Beverly replied, taking the ice cream from the other girl. A heat rushed to Ashley's face, but she ignored it.

"Gladly." Ash grinned, and Beverly snickered in a way that made Ashley's heart swell as she took a bite out of the ice cream like Ashley had tried to before hand, only she didn't wince

"How the fuck do you do that?" Ashley asked, eyes wide. Beverly just laughed and wrapped an arm around her best friends shoulder.

"Simple, Ash." Bev said as she began walking, kinda forcing Ashley to walk with her, "You just take a bit out of it like you would for any other food."

"But it's cold! And it makes my teeth cold which hurts a lot." Ashley complained, mentally cursing as she felt melted cold chocolate drip down her hand.

"Maybe you're just a wuss." Bev smirked, and Ashley gasped in fake offense.

"I am no such thing, Marsh!" Ashley defended herself, biting back her own smile.

"Oh yeah? Take a bite of your ice cream then. Do it." Beverly dared with a grin.

"Fine." Ashley huffed, and held the ice cream to her mouth, before taking a bite of it, only to drop it due to how cold her teeth got, "Shit! Oh my god, that's cold, why did I do that-" Ashley cussed, and Bev let out a laugh.

"Shit, sorry, sorry." Bev apologized, trying to hold back her smile and failing, "Here, have mine." Beverly smiled, handing Ashley her ice cream.

Ashley shook her head, "We can share?" She suggested softly, and Beverly nodded with a grin.

"Good with me, Harp."

"Jesus, Eds. You might wanna go take your girlfriend back before Beverly steals her from ya." Richie goddamn Tozier. Ashley and Bev glanced up, face to face Richie and Eddie.

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