Chapter Five:
"You Guys Are Ridiculous!"

"You guys are ridiculous." Heather shook her head, crossing her arms as she watched the boys argue over who had to go first. She had just arrived and she could hear them from a mile away.

"You're ridicul-!" Richie turned to shout at her. His eyes widened as he saw her, "Oh, shit. You're so fucking hot, Hezza."

Bill turned to see her, swallowing thickly when his eyes fell on her figure.

Heather scoffed, rolling her eyes. "And you're a pervert."

"Only for you, sexy." Richie flirted, winking at her.

"Sh-Shut up, R-R-R-Ri-Ri-Richie." Bill huffed angrily. "Le-Leave Heather al-al-alone."

"Sheesh, jealous much?" He looked back at Heather before speaking, "Don't worry, baby, I'll show you a real man. If you want, of course, but why wouldn't you? I mean, look at me."

Heather rolled her eyes, "Are you gonna take forever to choose? Can't you just play rock paper scissors or some shit?"

"I'd rather watch you and Bev-"

"Don't finish that sentence, Richie."

"Got it.. shutting up now.." Richie snapped his fingers to himself as he looked away.

Ben watched this exchange in silence, now wondering if it was a mistake to come here.

"We could play loogie?" Eddie suggested, "whoever loses has to jump."

"You guys are such pussies." Heather chuckled, tilting her head to the side. "It's not that far down."

"Well, I don't see you jumping!" Stan bit, looking her up and down..

Heather smiled, turning her head to look at him. "You will."

Heather's feet pounded against the dirty ground as she leaped off the edge. "Losers!"

Her hair whipped around her as her body crashed into the cold water below.

"Whoo!" She shouted, looking up at the group of boys,

"See that? That was basass and hot as fuck." Richie pointed down to her, his voice not loud enough for Heather to hear, "Bill? I might just steal your girl."

Bill's face turned red, "Sh-Sh-She isn't my g-g-g-g-gi-gi-girlfriend."

"But you wish she was." Ben piped up, raising his finger and pointing at him, "Don't you?"

"N-N-No!"

"Please. You've been crushing on her since she called Henry Bowers Henry Bowls." Stan rose his eyebrow, smirking.

"That's no-not t-t-t-tr-true!"

"Guys! Are you all pussies or somethin'?" Heather shouted up, "I'm getting a little bored down here!"

She began splashing as she quietly hummed to herself, waiting for the boys and hopefully Beverly to join her.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll be down in just a second!" Richie called, grining at her. "Then the real fun can begin."

"No thank you!"

"You won't be saying that tonight when-"

"Richie shut the fuck up!" Eddie rolled his eyes, "You're so annoying!"

"Sheesh, someone's got their panties in a twist."

Eddie raised his hand and took a deep breath, "Can we just play loogie?"

"Fine!" Richie huffed, "Bill, you first. Don't spit on your girlfriend."

"Sh-Sh-She's not my g-g-gi-girlfriend!" Bill defended.

"Bill! If you spit on me I'm gonna kill you." Heather shouted, cuping her hands to her mouth. "That goes for the rest of you, too!"

Bill smiled to himself. "I-I won't. P-P-Pr-Promise."

Heather swam alone, waiting for the boys. She quietly hummed Africa to herself as she watched the boys bicker above her.

"Mass? What is mass? What the fuck is mass?"

"Who cares how far it goes-"

"I do! Any farther that shit would've hit me.. Then someone would have died."

"It's about how cool it looks! All green and white or far and juicy-"

"W-We-Well...Whose gonna g-g-g-go ne-next?" Bill stuttered, looking at the boys.

"I will!" A feminine voice called, obviously Beverly.

Seconds passed in silence before Beverly's figure appeared. Her arms flailed around her as her body crashed into the water, sending Heather under the water from the force.

"Hey, Heather." Beverly grinned, "How long you been waiting for them?"

"Ten minutes... eleven minutes. Badass hair by the way." Heather reached up, taking a strand between her fingers. "I've been thinking of piercing my own nose, what do you think?"

"Thanks.. and I think you'd look hot. You should do it." Beverly agreed, her sentence being cut off by Richie, Stan, Eddie, Ben, and Bill each crashing into the water below one by one.

"Finally! Took you long enough!" Heather teased, her lips curled up into a small smile.

"Too bad we aren't alone. I heard water sex is the best sex." Richie winked, swimming over and sliding his arm around her waist.

"Do you have any idea how gross that is?" Heather gently placed her hand on his chest before shoving him off.

"Speaking on that, do you have any idea how many STDs you could get. AIDS, herpes, gonorrhea, HPV, HIV, crabs-"

"Jesus, Eddie calm down. I will not, nor will anyone at this rate, be having sex with Richie. Especially not in this water."

"That's cool, I got a shower." Richie winked, licking his lips.

"Jesus Christ, Richie."

~~

Music blasted out of the stereo while Heather and Beverly sunbathed. Heather gently moved her ankle to the beat of the song.

Her hazel eyes closed as the sun gently kissed her skin. A soft smile rest against her face. The gentle summer breeze blew her hair away from her face.

She felt happy. Happier than she had ever felt. She had friends now, friends that she could spend her days with.

She didn't have to feel so alone in the world anymore.  Like she was wasting her life away by doing nothing day, after day, after day.

The rustling of papers disturbed her peaceful daydream. The rustling sound was followed by Richie's voice.

"News flash, Ben! School's out for summer." Richie joked, pulling out a bunch of papers.

Heather's eyes popped open and she turned her head to face him. "Richie, just.. leave him alone."

"Nope!" Richie smiled, his grin bright.

"Great.." She groaned, pushing herself off of the towel. She walked over and sat herself beside Bill.

"Oh, that? That isn't school stuff." Ben explained as Richie pulled out a file of papers.

"Oh! I wanna see!" Beverly stood and walked over, also seating herself next to Bill.

He turned to look at her, "Y-Y-Y-Your hair i-is-"

"Your hair is beautiful, Beverly." Ben interrupted.

Bill looked over at him, clearly annoyed. Heather noticed this, looking away from Bill and crossing her arms.

Despite only knowing him briefly, she couldn't help but feel a hint of jealousy.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

{ Word Count: 1134 }

{ A/n: did i watch summer of '84 while writing this? Yes, yes I did. }

{ Edited: No }