IT started almost well....

Chapter 1 : How it started

The last day of the school year ,every kid in town was so happy ,as soon as the bell rang they could run outside and start enjoying their summer. Everyone you may ask ? Absolutely not . Henry Bowers was truly unhappy . Of course he'll enjoy spending time with his friends outside of school but they were all acting so weird recently . All of them ,even if it was usual for Hockstetter to be creepily quiet ,the others could easily ignore him . But this time it was not just Patrick being Patrick . Even Victor Criss , who was usualy funny and really loud ,was acting awfully anxious . Henry was really bored of this situation and also the math class that was currently going on . The so called Patrick Hockstetter was sitting next to him in the back of the classroom , currently playing with his own hair or scribbling on a piece of paper . Henry tried to think of was the gang could do after the end of the school day and year . He said wispering :
-« Hey Pat , what do we do after school ? »
-« Fuck ? »,
Patrick answered slightly louder with a large smirk
Henry grounted with annoyance , he really didn't like how Patrick was insinuating things from time to time but that didn't deter him from continuing which made Henry angry in a weird way . The kind of anger that made his legs feel weaker and his face red . In facts you might have guessed it, it wasn't anger at all but as stubborn as he was he couldn't have known that . Further in the class Vic and Belch were also sitting next to eachother . Vic was drawing cats doodles on Belch's notebook while he was looking at the small blonde with a look that Patrick would have described as terribly cheesy and obvious ,but other than the auto-proclammed god no one else suprisingly noticed and certainly not Henry since he grew up with so much internalised homophobia he could have denied his friends were gay even if they were kissing right in front of him . After all the town of Derry was a terrible city to live in when being a part of a minority , even without , Derry was still a very dangerous place due to the strange things that were happening every twenty-seven years . But if you'd asked any one in that small conservative Maine town , no one would know what you were talking about and would probably tell you that you are foolish or crazy. But for now the worst problem of the mullet wearing 16 year old was his terrible mood . Good news  for him that math class was finally over and he could get away from Patrick's embarrasing remarks (not for long  tho ,because after all the pyromaniac was still a part of his small friend group ). In the meaning of class he had time to think about were they would go , The Quarry It Is !  So he went quickly out of the classroom and waited for his friends , and god were they long . In the Classroom , while every student was getting out as fast as they could, Vic was  packing his things melancholically  thinking about how rapidly the school year passed . Troughout the whole year he was doing average ,not terrible like Henry or Patrick , but he didn't really tried .In facts he was more occupied drawing or wondering on some stuff , sometimes he would draw his best friend Belch . Victor never wanted to show those drawings to the tall brunette because even if he was a bully, the fake blond  was quite shy and thought it would be terribly embarrassing ,And when Reggie complimented his drawings Vic's face would turn red and he would  loose his track of thoughts . Again in Patrick's point of view it was obvious that the two of them  had something something going on but even the 2 didn't noticed it yet . The blond was now nervous as he remembered of Henry , every summer the mulletman was mentaly worse , probably because of his monster of a dad , and Vic was very worried for him to a point that sometimes he forgot  about his own problems . He got to the door with Belch following him . Out of the all 4  Belch was truly the most enthusiastic ,he just had a car a few months ago and he was really happy to take his friends on rides .Unlike Vic he was persuaded that the summer would go great or atleast good . Even if he saw how weird the atmosphere was, he had to stay optimistic because he knew that as the «mom-friend».If he didn't the crew would go all sad . They went out of the classroom to meet Henry and the first word he said to them was just a very long sigh. So Vic felt obligated to start a conversation because this kind of heavy silences made him feel even more anxious
-« Hey Henry you have an idea of where we're going ? »
-« ugh , yeah Quarry » ,
he replied coldly wich made the already  somewhat uncomfortable even more akward
-« Okay....Cool » .
Vic said ,looking at the ground .
-« Wait where's Patrick ? »
Said Henry quickly raising his head  .
-« Here »,
Patrick mumbled with an empty glare at Henry .
- « Great »,
Henry seemed annoyed as he prononced those words ,
« Here we go . »
-« Summer starts everyone !! »
Belch almost screamed .

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End of chapter

Have a good day

Matt