Richie Tozier's playlist

Chapter 1

This is going to be based off in the year the first movie took place BUT, we are gonna pretend all the songs I include were already created! Play the song when it becomes the flashback!

June 16th.

Richie turned his bike onto the road his house rested on, his earphones beginning to slip out of the pocket of his shorts. He glanced down still somehow guiding the bike along the road, shoving the earphones back into his pocket.

Richie looked up, spotting his house. He pedaled faster on his bike, avoiding a few potholes on the road.

"Watch where you're going you fag!"
An old man called out from the inside of his car as he swerved around the black-haired male.

Richie turned his bike into the driveway of his house. He threw it onto the grass and made his way up the steps. Shuffling through his pocket he soon found his keys, resulting in a few candy wrappers falling out of his pocket and onto the concrete. Ignoring the wrappers, he shoved his keys into the keyhole unlocking the door after a few seconds.

He kicked the door open, pulling his keys out of the keyhole and put it back in his pocket.

"Richard!"

Richie heard his moms soft, yet stern voice call for him as he ran towards the stairs. He grumbled and turned back around, jogging to the dining area.

"Yes birth-giver?"

Richie said in one of his 'good' accents. Which resulted in his mother smiling at him. Maggie Tozier motioned for him to sit down, and so he did.

"Glad to have you sit with us today, Richard."

A raspy voice echoed through the hallway. Richie turned to the entrance of the dining room, and saw his father walk in. His hair was a mess. I suppose he's been sleeping. Richie guessed, turning away.

The male watched as Maggie set down three plates and three glass cups. The plates each had spaghetti and meatballs, salad on the side for after. Richie picked up his fork and began to eat, along with his birth-giver and sperm-provider, as Richard called his mother and father.

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"So Richard, have any new songs to share
with us or have you been slacking?"

Richie's father asked in a accent, that was supposed to be British.

"Why of course, sperm-provider!"

Richie replied back, and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He found his playlist as quickly as possible, and began playing a new song he recently discovered. His parents listening interested.

The reason Richard had chosen that song, not because it was newly discovered but because it reminded him of someone. His friend, best friend, actually.

Memories began flooding back into the black-haired males mind.

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It was a chilly Winter morning. The Losers were to meet each other at the front of the school early to discuss a few things. Except, the black-haired male and brunette male decided to walk together.

"Richard, if you walk so quickly you'll end up worse then Henry Bowers after his fathers beatings."

The brunette exclaimed, trying to keep up with the fast male. The male had not slowed down yet.

"Oh, stop being so worried Eddie Spaghetti!"

Richie rolled his eyes, and continued walking fast along the icy roads. Eddie was about to protest for a second time, but before he could the black-haired male slid on the ice. Which resulted in a small thump and a slim figure rolling on the road till he hit a curb.

"Richard, I fucking told you so!"

The brunette made his way carefully to the other males side, kneeling down. The black-haired male sat up looking into the brunettes dark brown eyes.

"You alright, Trashmouth?"

The brunette asked, as he helped the other male up.

"Of course, my good fellow!"

The trashmouth snickered and grabbed the brunettes hand, pulling him along the ice.

"Richard! If you don't slow down we will both fall!"

The brunette had guess correctly and not even three feet away from where the Trashmouth fell, the two males collapsed on each other. Instead of one of them laughing and the other yelling or whining about what happened, both ended up in a laughing fit.

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The flashback had ended and so had the song Richie played for his parents. His parents complimented it and told him to keep it on his playlist, soon shooing him off to his bedroom to rest.

He soon arrived in his room, and threw himself onto his bed. He put on the same song again, but full volume and allowed himself to fall asleep. Hopefully seeing his love interest in his dreams.