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"Richie how many times do I have to tell you, its a surprise party." I explained rolling my eyes. Richie and I were walking to the school for Student Council , yes Richie was in Student Council surprising right. I was explaining to him Stans Birthday party, it was surprise party at Bills house and Eddie was going to distract Stan that day by going bird watching. Richie for some reason was not grasping the idea. "You know what I give up, just dont tell Stan."
"Easy enough."
The sun rise was of high pigment in the sky when Richie and I finally arrived at school.
"Oh my gosh." I hushed pushing Richie behind me.
"What?" Richie whispered.
"Its Brandy."
"What about her?" He asked. I peered around the corner for the second time. Brandy Smith was sitting on the floor...crying.
"I wonder what's wrong?" I thought aloud.
"Yeah why is she crying?"
"I don't know i'm going to find out." I said walking up to her. My sneakers squeaked against the empty hallway of the freshly cleaned school. Brandy looked up when she saw us coming and wiped her eyes hastily.
"Uh you okay." I hesitantly asked. She looked up at me the sadness that once filled her eyes hardened to a glare.
"Like you'd care, I tried to steal your boyfriend and you beat up my brother." She spit. I sighed and sat next to her. Richie stood awkwardly in the hallway. I patted the spot bedside me. Richie came and sat next to me.
"First off, I do care. Second yeah so you haven't for a while. Third I didn't beat up your brother, im not actually that strong. So tell me what's wrong." I told her softly.
"It It just wont go away no matter how hard try." She cried.
"What wont?"
"These two guys. There both old men and they wont leave me alone." My stomach dropped.
"I think I know who your talking about."
"How?"
"A couple weeks ago these guys tried to rape me."
"Did one of them have these haunting brown eyes."
"Yeah I guess."
"I have a picture, you can see if you recognize them." She pulled out a picture of two men the men.
"That's them." I shuddered.
"Earl and George Warrens" She told me pointing to each man.
"Im going to do something about this." I told her standing up. "Mark my words." I stormed out of the school Richie following hot on my heels.
"Cheryl where are you going!" He called.
"To the police station." I yelled at him without turning around.
♡
Derrys police station was in the corner of town a couple blocks down from the street. They were your stereotypical police officers who sat around and at Doughnuts. At least it was like that ever since their Chief Oscar Bowers was found murdered in his home.
The bell rang when I entered the station. The sectary looked up at me with questioning eyes.
"Um hi, how may I help you?" She asked.
"Is the sheriff here?" I asked tapping my foot. The lady scowled at me. I huffed. The lady was begin rude.
"No hes not but what did you need him for?"
"I came to report sexual assault." The sectary quirked a brow.
"Name."
"Cheryl Baker." She scribbled down my name on a police report.
"Assaulters name or names."
"George and Earl Warrens." I said. The lady stopped writing.
"Come again?"
"George and Earl Warrens."
"Thats impossible."
"Why is that so impossible?"
"Just-" Her tone suddenly got harsh."Nothing. Is that all?"
"Yeah just let me know when the Sheriff is in."
"Will do." She said curtly before going back to the computer. I frowned. That lady was acting strange. I decided it was best not question it.
Outside the sun was now fully in the air. I glanced at the outside the town office. 7:20. "Shit!" I cursed. I sprinted down the street and around the corner. I luckily didn't run into anyone.
I made it to school at 7:28. Two minutes before class started. I headed half way to my locker and screw it. I did not have time.
When I entered History my face was red and my hair was falling out of my braid. I sighed slipping into my seat beside Stan.
"You okay you look like you ran a marathon."
"I feel like I ran a marathon." I breathed setting my head on the desk. My eyes fluttered shut when the bell suddenly went off making me jump up in my seat. Stan chuckled from beside me. I slapped him lightly before turning my eyes toward the front of the class.
Most of the class I zoned out, which was unusual for me. Everytime I tried to focus on the Civil War I ended up thinking about the sectary.
Suddenly it was like a light bulb went off in my brain. My eyes widened in surprise. Stan gave me a confused glance. I told him i'd tell him later.
♡
When lunch came I grabbed my tray and headed to the table we usually sat at.
"Okay so guys, today I went to the police station to report George and Earl Warrens. And I thought the secretary was really rude but in history I realized something. The name plate on her desk said Josephine Warrens!" I exclaimed."It all makes sense now." They all gave me confused looks. I sighed."Richie can explain." Richie gave me a what the hell look. I shrugged and began working on my math homework.
A/n this is only like 930 words and a bad ending but im inspired to work on this book again so yay!
