Truth To Be Told.... (Richie Tozier/ Bill Denbrough)

Chapter Two

School was finally and I was heading outside with Eddie, Richie, Stan, and Bill. We were heading out the door when they stopped at a trash can. Oh lord... please don't put me in the trash can. Please don't put me in the trash can. Then they opened their bags and dumped them into the trash. Oh.... I look at them, taking in their movements. 

"Whats wrong Ella?" Bill asks. 

"Oh, um, nothing." 

"Yeah, because looking at us confused is nothing..."

"It's just, well, we never textbooks and such in the trash in York..."

"Why? Were you one of the study freaks who just sits around their house reviewing their classes during summer?" Richie asked. I was kind of offended by being called a freak for wanting good grades.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"R-r-r-richie, you j-j-just c-c-called her a f-f-freak I t-t-thing."

"I didn't mean it like that!"

"Sure." I said.

All of a sudden I felt someones breath on the back of my neck.

"Looks like the losers found their first sex-slave!" I turned around and saw the ugliest person I had ever seen.

"Excuse me?" I ask politely.

"Yes, Slut?" He asked mockingly.

"Even if I was a sex-slave, which i'm not, I don't think I would ever allow myself to be hired be you." I say coldly.

"Ha! Every girl wants some of this!" He said grabbing his privates.

"What demention are you living in were girls want something that small?" I heard the guys behind me laugh.

"It's not like your ever going to see it!" 

"Exactly! It's not like anyone would want to anyway..."

"Your treading on thin ice, bitch!"

"Ella lets go." I heard Stan say behind me then felt someone grab my arm.

"So your dating frog-face?"

"Excuse me?" I asked once more. I turned around and saw Richie's hand grabbing my arm.

"Your dating frog-face!"

I felt a surge of adrenaline rush through my veins as I reached up and slapped him across the face.

He reached and touched his cheek. "BITCH!" He called me and we all ran. As we were running I knowtised Richie was still holding my hand. We continued holding hands till that awful kid had stopped chasing us.

"Who was that?"

"Henry Bowers. He hates us. We're the Losers-Club..."

"I'm a loser then." I said.

"Only if you wanna be, hot stuff." Richie said. As much as I hate to admit it, I like his lame jokes.

"Of course I do!"

"G-g-great. It'll be n-n-nice to h-h-have a g-g-girl in t-t-the g-g-group." Billie Said.

"Yeah. So I can watch you and Richie fight for her!" Eddie said. Stan nodded his head agreeing. I stood there and blushed. 

"We all see how you guys look at her." Stan finished for him.

I started walking away, done with their incoherent words. I started walking home. As I was walking towards my house, I saw a girl. She looked like she had been submerged in water or something. I crossed the street over to her.