Henry Bowers was your older brother and you had moved to Derry since your mom had fall too ill to take care of you, your parents had divorced shortly after you were born, your mother having effort with your father's abuse. When you came home at first, you thought that your dad, Butch had changed but after a few hours, he was back on the couch, with a beer in his hands. You got along quite well with Henry. Today was the day you were into the same school to Henry, you weren't really aware of your brother's reputation and actions and you two were polar opposites, you had gotten your mom's shyness and kindness. So now, you two were on your way to school and Henry had noticed that you were nervous. "What's up with you, idiot?"