Hey! My name is Y/n Tozier, I'm Richie's little sister (by about a minute but Richie acts as if it was is a year)
Anyway as I'm his sister means that I have an IMMEDIATE spot in the Losers Club But... I am not in the club just because of my brother, because EVERYONE knows that I'm basically on the verge of being in a wheelchair.
Let me explain.

When me and Richie were 11, we were biking to the quarry. We got to the quarry but Henry Bowers and Patrick Hocksetter were there and things got into a shoving match and Patrick pushed me off the cliff and my right leg SHATTERED due to the impact as I hit a rock, now I have to walk around with a crutch in my right hand now.

You can imagine the insults I get but the one my brother won't take as "Just an insult" is crippled.

Anyway it was the last day of school and me and Richie were walking, well Richie was.. I was limping, when Bill and Eddie caught up. I have to admit, I do have a SMALL crush, Oh who am I kidding! I have a MONSTER crush on Bill but I don't think he feels the same.
I zoned out of the conversation that went on until we reached the bins.

I tried taking my backpack off but I wobbled a bit and gripped onto the bin for support.
"Hey Y/n let me do it!" Richie said to me.
Richie may be the Trashmouth and the one who makes inappropriate comments and jokes at the right and wrong times, but deep down, he is the most caring person ever. Especially towards me.

I look down, slightly ashamed at the fact that I can't even take my own backpack off but no one noticed.
"Thanks Richie" I say quietly. Ever since that day at the quarry, I have only spoken to Richie and my friends and in class when the teacher calls me on. I hate that. (Anyone else? And ESPECIALLY when there are people you are flailing their arms in the air! Like Bish! 👏🏻People 👏🏻Have👏🏻The👏🏻ANSWERS!)
I dumped all my notebooks on the trash and put my backpack on again.

"Best. Feeling. Ever." I heard Stan say
"You just made the biggest mistake Stan My Man" I say to him and I learn on him and put my head on his shoulder. Stan is like the brother from another mother to me.
"Wh-" He couldn't even finish his question when the words came out of my brothers mouth.
"Yeah? Try tickling your pickle for the first time!"He said.
I look up and give Stan a 'I told you so face' he just rolled his eyes at me.
"Betty Ripsoms Mum.." Edddie said that made everyone follow his gaze to a woman standing outside the school with a hopeful look on her face.

"Do you actually think they'll find her?" I say quietly as I face back to the group.
"Yeah, in a ditch, all decomposed, covered in worms and maggots, smelly like Eddie's Mum's underwear"
Eddie looked at him with a face of absolute disgust and muttered something that sounded like: That's so fricken disgusting..
"Hey I'll be right back, going to get something form my locker" I say as I limp away. I was GOING to get the locket that contained a picture of me and Richie. My favourite picture.

I couldn't even get to the front gates when I felt someone grab my crutch and pull it away from me. I couldn't balance myself in time and I fell, feeling blood trickling down my forehead and mouth.

The other Losers didn't see what happened, Henry Bowers was now beating me with my crutch, It didn't feel like the beatings Dad gives me though. My head began to spin. I was about to black out when a familiar redhead came out the school gates and punched Henry in the nose. A deafening *Crack* filled the air and felt everyone looking in our direction. Then everything went black.

————————————————————————

Richie's POV

We were all talking about Betty Rimpsom when my sister spoke up.
"Hey I'll be right back, going to get something form my locker" she said and limped away.
We were talking when we heard a horrid *Crack* in the direction of the school gates.
Aa normal people (as normal as they can get) would, we turned to where the nose seemed to come from. What I saw made me mentally scream.
I saw Beverly Marsh standing there deaf-staring Henry Blowers, I mean Bowers. His nose was bending in an unnatural way,Beverly had blood on her fist and my eyes traveled to what was at Henry's feet... a crutch... my sisters crutch. I saw a small pool of blood and there was my sister... out cold.