I dozed off as I waited for last bell of the school year to ring. Bill tapped my shoulder
"H-hey the bells about to r-ring"
I shot right up and took a deep nasally breath
"Thank you" I said turning my head around
The bell rang and herds of kids traveled to their lockers. Bill and I grouped in with the rest of the losers and we're about to leave the school when I noticed Greta storming towards the bathroom.
"Ugh hey I'll catch up to you guys ok?"
"O-ok"
I smiled and turned towards the bathroom
"Which is it Greta am I slut or a little shit, pick one"
"You're trash, we just wanted to remind you"
I saw a girl bring a trash bag over the stall and I saw were this was going. I yanked the bag down ripping the material causing the trash to burst all over Greta and her friends. Greta stood there shocked.
•Beverlys POV•
"You're trash, we just wanted to remind you" I saw the bag above my head and I covered my head with my book bag. I waited for something to come crashing down when I suddenly heard a shriek and I saw trash scattered on the floor... I left the stall and saw Greta and her friends standing there soaked in trash.
"Well deserved" I laughed and left the stall
•Y/n's POV•
I left chuckling. ~Bitch 0 y/n 1~
I jogged to catch up with the boys but when I got out there I walked out to Hocksetter throwing Stans Kippah through a bus window passing by.
"You s-suck bowers!!"
Oh bill that was a bad idea.
"You s-say something b-bill"
Bowers then whispered something in his ear which I presumed to be about his brother by the pain in Bills eyes.
"STFU BOWERS" I strutted over
"I can't tell if you're hurt I mentioned Georgie and Mal or that I insulted your l-loverboy" he taunted
"They're not dating" Stan said putting his head down uncomfortably
He ignored Stans remark and came closer "and let's be honest you can do better then b-bill" he grabbed my bra strap from underneath my shirt. I froze. Bowers chuckled at me and then pulled away when he noticed his father staring him down. (Possible TW ~f slur)
"This summers gonna be a hurt train, for you and your f*got friends" he said licking his hand and running it down the side of Bills face. We all saw Eddie cringing
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RomanceNot complete Born and raised in Derry Maine, living right next door to Bill Denbrough you were bound to have a close relationship with. Of course you had the occasional butterfly in your stomach but you have always rationalized your relationship to...
