january 5th, 1989
i go to all of my periods, and luckily, maddy is in all of them. it gets to lunch and maddy offers for me to sit with her and her friends.i take a seat at the large table, smiling sweetly, wanting to make a good impression.
"hey losers, this is ava. she's new so be nice," maddy says, introducing me, "and rich, don't be disgusting, i'm sure ava won't want to hear about your wang." she states, before all of the 'losers' and i burst out laughing except from richie, who is glaring at maddy.
"come on, i don't talk about it that much." he pleadingly says.
a crowd of "you do's" came from our table.all of the 'losers' introduced themselves to me. they were all really nice and they all told me that they wanted me to join the losers club. there was:
•bill
•richie
•eddie
•stanley
•maddy
they invited me to hang with them after school at the quarry. i accepted the offer, obviously. it's not like i have any parents to tell me to be home by a specific time or anything.RING RING
after the bell, me and maddy get up to meet the losers. as we get out of the doors, we walk over to the trash cans to dump our backpacks. and yeah i have a backpack-vic gave me one.
"best feeling ever"
"oh yeah, try tickling your pickle for the first time"
ew.
"richie. that was too much information" i speak for us all, wincing at the thought of him 'tickling his pickle'.
"oh ava, you know that you liked hearing that."
i roll my eyes.
we talk about what we're going to be doing this summer.i seem to have forgotten why i'm even here. i don't know where i am. what state am i in? how did i get here?
"guys," i begin, as everyone turns their head to me, "i'm not sure how i got here, or why i'm even here. but could you please tell me what state i'm in?" i get a few confused glances before stanley speaks up.
"you're in Derry, Maine." he smiles a warm smile.
"oh, and ava. we've decided that you can stay with us any day that you want-we wouldn't want bowers and his goons to do anything to you" eddie says, before looking behind rich and taking a large puff on his inhaler.then, i see richie get a large tug on his backpack...
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Fanfiction•this book was written for Ava Warren, happy birthday <3 •this started as a joke but you can tell throughout the chapters that i started getting into it. •lowercase intended.