Summary: Emily Tozier is spending the summer hanging out with her little brother and his friends. They are going to have the summer of a lifetime when they decide to help Bill Denbrough find out why his brother went missing. Will she find love along...
I'm riding my bike slowly to keep up with everyone else. Richie is riding his bike around us, in circles. We explained everything to Richie about the bathroom.
"No, I love being your personal doorman. Really could you idiots have taken any longer?" He asks, riding past me.
"Shut up, Richie." Eddie says, rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, shut up, Richie." Stan says, defending Eddie.
"Oh, okay, trash the trash-mouth, I get it." He says. "Hey! I wasn't the one scrubbing the bathroom floor imagining that her sink went all Eddie's mom's vagina on Halloween."
"Richie, gross!" I roll my eyes.
"She didn't imagine it." Bill stops pushing his bike. "I also saw something too."
This causes Richie and I to stop riding and the group to look at him.
"You saw blood too?" Stan's eyes widen.
"No blood. I saw G-G-Georgie." He looks at all of us. "It seemed so real, I mean it seemed like him but there was this..." He pauses
"A clown." Eddie cuts in. "Yeah, I saw him too."
Bill starts to look at each of us. First Ben nods. Then Stanley. He looks at me and I nod slowly.
"You too, Em?" Bill whispers.
I nod. "It...It was my mom-"
Richie cuts me off. "Wait, can only virgins see this stuff? Is that why I'm not seeing this shit?"
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"Richie, just because we're all virgins, including you, doesn't mean anything." I roll my eyes and move my glasses. "I can see perfectly fine."
We hear screaming coming from the woods, causing us to all snap our heads up. At the side of the road is a car. A very familiar car. A Trans Am.
"Oh, shit. That's Belch Huggins' car. We should probably get outta here." Eddie says, looking toward us.
"Wait, isn't that the homeschooled kids bike?" Bill asks.
We all look to see Mike Hanlon's bike laying a few feet away in the grass.
"We have to help him." I say, getting off my bike.
I don't want Mike to get hurt. He always says hello to me when he rides by on his bike.
"We should?" Richie looks at me.
"Yes!"
I start running toward the car and down the path next to Mike's bike. I hear the rest of the bikes fall and them running after me. I make it to the small river to see Henry holding Mike down onto the ground. He has a big rock above his head, about to bring it down to Mike's. I look around and grab a rock and throw it at Henry, landing him right in the forehead.
