A/N This story (except the prologue) takes place when the Losers are 14-15; I bumped up the age that they defeated Pennywise at so that the story works. They defeated Pennywise for good, so It Chapter 2 doesn't happen in this fic
Eddie tentatively looked around the classroom. There were kids everywhere, more kids than he'd ever been allowed to be near at once. They could be a bad influence, his ma's voice reminded him.
He looked over at Ma, who was talking (or really, yelling) at a timid looking teacher about how fragile Eddie was. (His asthma gets very serious, so he should be excused from any physical activities)
Suddenly, another boy skipped in front of him. He had thick Coke bottle glasses, wild brown hair, and one of his front teeth were missing. Eddie jumped back in surprise.
"Hi!" chirped the boy in a high pitched. "My name's Richie!" He was a tiny ball of energy, tapping his fingers on building blocks, hopping around, and playing with his glasses. "What's your name?" he inquired.
"I'm Eddie," he responded softly.
"Hi Eddie Spaghetti! My name's Richie- but I already told you that, oops. D'you want to be my friend?"
Eddie had never really had a friend before. One time, a few kids in his neighborhood had invited him to play baseball with them. It...didn't end well. When his ma found him with a baseball bat and some 1st graders, she went completely ballistic. Eddie could still remember the embarrassment he felt as his mother took him firmly by the wrist and dragged him back inside.
He thought it over. It'd be nice to have a friend. Maybe he wouldn't be as lonely. "Sure," he said, smiling slightly.
Richie slung an arm around Eddie's shoulder. "Yay! Those two boys over there are my friends too, they're nice. That's Bill," he pointed to a boy using the finger paint, "an' that's Stan." He then pointed to the boy sitting next to Bill, a quiet-looking boy with curly hair looking at a picture book.
He continued talking, but Eddie wasn't really listening. He had a friend, maybe even three.
He liked Richie. He was probably what Ma called a "bad influence", but Eddie didn't care.
Richie was actually nice to him, and despite all the things Ma said about being careful who he was friends with, Eddie thought she was wrong. Maybe there aren't any such thing as good friends or bad friends- maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you're hurt and who help you not feel so lonely.
A/N: LAST SENTENCE IS NOT A QUOTE I MADE UP. It's in the actual book It.
This chapter was pretty short, but the others will be longer
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