richie tozier.
derry, maine.
the quarry.
4:28 PM.
JUNE 1989."what the fuck is taking so long."
"richie. wait a second, be patient." eddie said.
"whatever. fuck you." i said softly.
stanley finally came out of his house. "sorry guys. i had to practice again."
"jesus hell. let's go, the quarry's been waiting." i jumped on my bike and so did everyone else. we rode to the quarry following bill.
we saw two girls at the edge. we got off the bikes and walked them to the edge.
one of the girls turned as i assume she heard us. the other one turned and stood up. as we got closer the other girl stood and i realized it was that bitch y/n.
right as we stopped by them. a girl biked saying, "sorry, y/n! ill see you later!"
"what the fuck!" she yelled after her.
"well, well, well, if it isn't the y/n y/l/n."
she glared at me.
"what do you want richard." she asked rhetorically.
"hey, guys, can we not start right now?" stanley voiced. i glared at him to shut up.
she smiled, still glaring at me. "yeah, let's not start right now." what a bitch.
"you're a bitch."
she growled. "oh, really?! you want to talk about someone being a bitch?!"
"yeah! 'cause you are one! you've been a bitch since the day we met and you've gotten bitchier each day-!"
"g-g-g-guys!! b-b-bowers gang!!" bill stuttered out.
my eyes widened as i heard a car revving and saw one riding towards us.
"shit." she muttered.
5:03 PM.
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