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◼BROOKLYN MILES◼
I was riding down Kansas street with my mini Boom Box on the back of my bike blasting my favorites, I was a rock fan.
Currently, I was riding over to the large sewer pipe that apparently led to the centre of the sewer.
We were gonna look for all the missing kids especially Georgie.
I made my way to a small clearing of bright green grass and dandelions, many different bikes were spread all over the fresh grass separated from each other to avoid the paint job getting thrashed.
Turning off my boom box I pushed my bike over so it would land safely on the ground as I brushed my new fresh outfit off.
I knew that if we were going into a sewer that all my clothes would be ruined so I put something that I can easily take off.
Kicking some twigs and stones out of my path I followed the muddy footprints that led to the prime destination.
The sun was still high in the sky so I wasn't allowed to sleep anytime soon. Swerving through many pine trees I finally see the outline of the large pipe, a few echos of familiar voices sounded through my ears.
I skipped over to the entrance of the pipe before making my presence know by yelling which took them all off-guard.
"WHAT'S UP FUCKERS!"
Stan and Eddie that were standing by the entrance of the pipe jumped and turned around in shock as Richie's face brightened with an amused smile.
"Hey Brooks" Stan replied cheerfully giving me a side hug around the shoulders, ruffling my hair slightly.
"Hey Brooks, can you stop Richie from splashing that grey water around?" I knew he was annoyed and that's why what happened next was funny.
I did a jump onto the slightly submerged platform that Richie was standing on and splashed the water towards Eddie, Richie started to giggle like an idiot.
"AYE! stop splashing in the piss and shit!" Eddie panicked loudly as Stan giggled lightly before rolling his eyes.
Richie picked up a stick and sniffed the end of it dramatically, taking a big wiff.
"It doesn't smell like caca to me Señor" Richie replied, raising his eyebrows slightly in amusement.
"I can smell it from here"
"Probably just your breath wafting back in your face"
"Have you heard of a thing called a Staff Infection?"
"Oh I'll give you a Staff Infection"
"Guys!" Bill's presence was made clear by his panicked and loud voice.
I spun quickly before making my way to him through the shin deep water as Richie followed, Bill was holding a moldy water-soaked shoe, my eyes widened as Bill shone the light on it.
"Holy shit Bill, Is that?-"
"No no, Georgie wore galoshes" Bill shut Stan down real quick, trying to find a name somewhefe
Bill handed me the shoe as he shone the torch on it and I opened it to see the name.
"Betty Ripsom's" I said dropping the shoe in shock, it making a small splash.
I had only talked to her once while in detention and she lent me some bubblegum, she was pretty cool from what I saw.
I looked up to see Bill looking down sadly and Eddie hyperventilating, he pulled out his inhaler and took a puff of air.
"Can we go, I'm about to have an asthma attack!" Eddie yelled in panic before flailing his arms around in the air.
Richie revealed his toothy, cheeky grin that I loved so much, dimples appearing on his freckled face.
"How do you think Betty feels" He replied smartly as I punched him lightly on the shoulder to shut him up.
"How would you feel if I punched you in the face right now?" I asked him with a small sly smirking, lifting up a fist.
"Like an angel hit me"
A loud, hard splash coming from outside made me jump slightly, I took a big step onto the edge of the pipe so I could peer outside.
That new chubby kid was on his knee's in the river, a bloody shirt and face were all I saw.
"Holly Shit what happened to you?" Richie yelled out to him in confusion, rising worry bubbling up inside me.
"Shit are you okay?" I asked loudly rushing over to the side of the river with Richie as the three others watched.
The kid was coughing wildly as he got hit with gusts of water, making our way through the small depth we grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him out.
My shoes and stripey rainbow socks were now drenched in gross water.
I saw blood pooling on an area of his shirt so I lifted it up quickly, a large capital H was written on the left side of his stomach.
"It was Bowers" I said in disgust, pulling the shirt back down.
"Of course it was that asshole" Eddie said getting more annoyed by the second.
Richie helped the boy up off his knees as I wiped his nose with my clean napkin from my pocket.
"What's your name?" Bill asked standing next to me.
