TW: guns, violence, gore (kind of), slurs, cursing ❤︎'£-*•❣︎_•**-.☾.-.•*•*♫
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ELLE
I stumbled on air, running to catch up with Eddie, Richie and Bill.
"Jesus fuck, you all walk fast" I huffed, squeezing in between Bill and Eddie. "Yeah cause you're like 2 feet tall" Richie commented. "Yeah and you're dick is 2 inches long" I spat back. "Wouldn't you know-" he smiled but was cut off by Eddie "can you two shut up for once"
I felt someone walk beside me and I looked up to see Stan. I gave him a warm smile, which he returned. "So Stan, what happens at your Bat Mitzvah? Eddie says they slice the tip of your d-di-dick off" Bill stuttered.
"The Rabbis gonna pull down your pants, turn to the crowd and go where's the beef!?" Richie joked, earning a chuckle from Eddie while I rolled my eyes, trying to hide the fact that I thought it was funny.
"At the Bat Mitzvah, I read a book and I become a man" Stan explained. "I can think of funner ways to become a man" Richie said. "More fun, you mean" Stan corrected him as we passed the Bowers gang. Their eyes burning into my back.
"Think they'll sign my yearbook? Dear Richie sorry for taking a hot steamy dump in your backpack last month" He joked.
We exited the school and made our way to the trash cans. I unzipped my bag and dumped everything out. "Best feeling ever" Stan smiled, zipping up his empty backpack
"Oh yeah? Try tickling your pickle for the first time" Richie smirked. "Gross" I muttered and he flipped me off.
"So what are we gonna do tomorrow?" Eddie asked, putting his empty backpack back on.
"Start my training" Richie smiled.
"Training? What training?" Eddie asked.
"Street fighter"
"Is that really how you want to spend your summer? Inside of an arcade?" I cocked a brow giving the boy a look.
"Beats spending it inside your mother. Ohh" Richie lifted his hand for a high five but I just shook my head, lowering it.
"You couldn't land my mom in thousand years" I laughed, my braces-free teeth shining in the newly summered sun.
"So you're saying there's a chance" he smirked. "No, never ever ever ever-" I started but was cut off.
"The b-buh-barrens" Billy reminded us, our whole mood changing.
