Five

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Staring into the clown known as Pennywise The Dancing Clown golden eyes the (h/c) haired female couldn't help but think at that very moment, 'Was this the clown Richie talked about seeing along with the rest of the loser club-' her (e/c) orbs searched over Pennywise form; the thing before her stood at the height of 6 foot 7 inches, taller then anyone she's ever come across in her life, 'Is this the monster that caused all those disappearances?'

She wanted to speak, to ask if it was true. Mouth wide open same as those (dark/light) (e/c) orbs she called eyes. Not one word was exchanged for a few moments; both of them just taking in each other forms, Pennywise couldn't help but droll at the (h/n) foot (i/n) inches teenager. He could smell it, that sweet smelling fear. It was practically radiating from her pores, it made the alien clown almost want to eat her.

Almost. He wouldn't do it; as strange as it was to him he wouldn't, no he couldn't being bring himself to do it. 'Stupid turtle, why her-' Pennywise thought continuing his stare down with the younger female, 'Why her of all people!' his mind screamed at him. Aside from the fear he smelt coming from off of the (h/c) haired female he could hear her, it was loud and clear and almost blocked his hearing off from all of the world surrounding them. It was her heart beat. "So loud," Pennywise mutters to himself, "so healthy-" bending down into his knees Pennywise places his ear upon the female's chest; he could smell the fear much clearer now, as well as the blood rushing through her veins. "So beautiful."

Pulling back in a fit of rage Pennywise didn't know why he was so suddenly filled with raged, 'What are you doing to me you stupid girl!' he thought about shouting those words out into her face just so he could smell her fear more and so that she could see just how angry she was making him.

This wasn't like him, to get so worked up over a human. His meal neverless, but things seemed to change he seemed to have forgotten why he even decided to show himself in te first place; shaking his head as if that would clear his mind of the thoughts of the female which stood before him Pennywise gave a small smile at the female a 'I Love Derry' red ball on appearing in his white glove covered hand.

Ascending his hand outward Pennywise awaited for the girl to take the balloon, his begged but held curiosity as well, he truly wondered if she would take balloon from him outstretched hands; almost as if she heard his plead her (s/c) closed arm reached out, her hand wrapping up into a fist on the golden string that accompanied it. She now held the balloon in a tightly balled up fist, but so did he.

Letting his gloved hand fall freely down beside him Pennywise titled his head towards the side, he wondered 'Could it be?'. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts once more the alien clown turned around without so much as a goodbye and walked off swimmingly Pennywise seemed to have disappeared in thin air.

Still staring into the words that covered the red 'I Love Derry' balloon (Y/n) seemed almost frozen in her steps alongside the sidewalk, night had already fallen upon her and the stars were out some shining brightly then others while others were a bit duller.

Almost as if it wanted to stop being stared at the red balloon popped only it's string still was being held in (Y/n)'s hand, the popping nose that erupted from the exploding balloon seemed to have snapped (Y/n) from her daze. Upon seeing herself alone standing on the side of Derry Maine's sidewalk the (h/c) haired teen shook her head; (h/c) (long/short) hair flying everywhere before she realized what had just happened.

She met him, the thing, monster Richie was talking about. She met Pennywise, Pennywise The Dancing Clown, but he didn't harm her, 'Why!' her mind screams on panic and all she could do was run; run down the sidewalk to get to the safely of her house, to run into her bedroom lock all of her doors and window's and hope to never encounter that dreadful clown again.

But of course things never work out in Derry Maine.

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