IT: Chapter II - It Ends

Unexpected company

Lia's Pov
Henry's funeral had been months ago and I still hadn't looked into this box. I was afraid of what I might find. And I didn't want to find out. Not now at least. I also got the letter of Stan yesterday and I cried myself to sleep. There was so much that I wanted to tell him and now...

,,Mommy? Are you ready? I don't wanna be late for school.",I heard Liam calling me. I sighed as I put on my jewelry. Today, my vacation was over and I had to get back to work. Maybe this would help me take my mind off of things.,,I'm coming.",I shouted back and then headed downstairs.,,You got everything?",I inquired and grabbed my bag. Liam nodded and the two of us left. We were already a little late but I would not let my son be late for school which was why I drove him there.

,,Okay, so, I'll pick you up later and your babysitter will be taking care of you tonight.",I told Liam.,,Why? Can't I be with you tonight?",Liam inquired. I parked the car in front of his school.,,I'm meeting up with some friends. But after that, we can watch some movies and build a pillowfort. How does that sound?",I explained and looked at him. Well, I was meeting with a friend for a drink. Maybe even the date I had to cancel before the whole reunion thing. What? Tim was kind and I needed this. I deserved this!,,Who's the babysitter?",Liam asked.,,Marya and she'll bring her little brother with him.",I said. Liam's face lit up.,,Josh will be there? Awesome! Okay, love you, Mommy.",Liam rattled down, kissed my cheek and left the car with his backpack. I blinked a couple of time. Okay, that was a good reaction. I laughed a little and drove off to work...

at work
,,Hello, everyone. Welcome back.",I said as I entered the classroom. Everyone had stopped chatting when I walked in. I sat down on my desk and looked at everyone.,,So, let's start with who's here today.",I said and went through the my class list. Almost everyone was here. Only two were ill. Okay, was a good start already.,,Okay, now that we finished this. The plan for today is simple. I would like you to write your own song. You can decide on what theme you would like. If you need help, I am here. Ask questions, gather ideas from others.",I told them and saw them getting out their notebooks. I smiled. This, I missed it while I was in Derry. Teaching the kids and doing what I loved. Music was my way of expressing my feelings when I couldn't find the words for them....

My class went well today and it now came to an end. A little sad but I would see them tomorrow. Besides that, I had another class to teach with Tim. Of course, after the bell rang everyone grabbed their things and wanted to leave as fast as possible.,,Please don't forget to give me your songs until Friday. Yes, you got time to finish and perfect them. Oh and Mark? Could you come to me, please? I would like to talk to you.",I informed my students and everyone was slowly leaving, except for Mark. He walked up to me as I was collecting my papers.,,Yes, Ms. Bowers? Did I do something wrong?",he inquired which made me look up at him.,,No, you didn't. I wanted to ask you if you would like to join this course. You have an amazing voice and we could need someone like you.",I explained, showing him a small smile. I also handed him the list. This was the "musical" course. The kids performed their own musicals or we decided on a musical which they wanted to do. Mark looked at me with wide eyes.,,I don't think that it's a good idea. I'm very clumsy and can't even dance.",he meant and looked at the ground. I walked around my desk and leaned against it.,,That's what Mr. Scoot and I are here for. He helps everyone to learn the choreography because he can dance. He can help you, too. And I will be there to help as much as I can.",I assured him and smiled.,,I'll think about, Ms. Bowers.",Mark promised. I nodded.,,You can go now.",I told him and he quickly left the classroom. I sighed slightly. Kids these days didn't understand how good they were sometimes. I was still collecting everything when I heard someone entering the room. Maybe someone forgot something which was why I didn't look up.

,,Hey.",I heard someone saying. Now, I looked up.,,Tim. Hey. What is it?",I inquired.,,Does 8 at Whiskey Blues sound good to you?",he inquired, walking up to my desk. I was still smiling.,,Yeah, sounds good to me. But right now, we got a class to teach.",I said and saw him nodding. I picked up my things and the two of us walked to the auditorium. Today was the rehearsal for one of the musical numbers. The kids worked hard for this and while I was gone, they had figured out most of what they wanted to do. Tim made me sit in the front row next to him.,,Places everyone! We want to show Ms. Bowers what you've been working on.",he meant and then sat down himself. I was excited to see. The music started and soon the singing as well: