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{Can't remember to forget you}

Stan had never spent so much time on his phone, not even when he went through a strange Youtube conspiracy phase.

But despite his hand almost been branded by the shape of his phone, they still hadn't managed to discuss, the incident as Bev called it, or the kiss and miss as Richie called it. Stan wasn't sure which one be prefered. Stan hadn't felt a connection like this since he got full wifi bars on holiday, he also knew that was a shit comparison but that was truely an emotional moment for him.

Which said a lot more about his life than the Crash Mat lad.

He knew, the more time that went on, the more they texted, the more he wanted to find out who this person was...and the more he didn't want them to find out who he was. He also had the bet with Richie, which was starting to worry him so much, that he decided to call his team up.In which included, himself, Bev, Mike (who had finally agreed to join after Stan promised he'll watch some tv show he was obsessed with) and Bill Denbrough, who still had no idea what was going on as he kept skivving the meetings at the last minute.

Richie on the othet hand, managed to pester Ben and even managed to get Eddie to agree to help him, which was a miracle in itself. But Stan knew Eddie was rarely let out of the house and was desperate for an excuse, despite all of his flaws Richie was a brilliant charmer and could convince anyone of anything.

"Ok, so what have we got so far?" Bev asked, standing in front of the whiteboard, nominating herself as group leader, which was the only things that made prefect sense in Stan's fucked up world. hehe Planet Stan? Stan's Realm? Oh wait Stanverse-

"Hello, Stan?" Bev asked, snapping him out of his daydreams, he cleared his throat awkwardly and opened his notebook.

"The suspects in question are: Conner Bowers, he was at the bar the first night, Eddie Kasprak, the biggest English lit nerd that we know of and Vic...because I don't know many people at our school as it turns out" Stan said, twirling his pen inbetween his teeth, nervously.

"Ok...what about you Michelangelo?" Bev asked, writing down the names on the board.

Mike chose not to respond to the nickname "I've got Jordan in our Physics class, who I've seen eyeballing Stan on numerous occasions and Will Byers who has asked if I was friends with you a couple of times"

Bev nodded, writing down the names quickly. Stan tried to hide his crimson cheeks under his turtle neck, which he had worn deliberately to hide his neck from his parental unit. He never knew this list could possibly be something that could be added to, he thought it would be pretty empty.

"I can clear the Jordan thing up" Stan said "He's really pissed at me every since I accidently dropped my lunch on him at the beginning of the year and he had to wear clothes from lost property for school picture day" Stan said and Bev nodded, trying not to laugh as she remembered.

"He's been planning his revenge ever since" Bev said, crossing his name of the list.

"So how are we going to do this? Draw names out of a hat? Order of preference?" Mike asked.