The Bowers Gang was the scariest and only gang at Derry High school. Every person in the school was trying their best to avoid being a target of The Bowers Gang. You were a childhood friend to Victor Criss, the second in command of The Bowers Gang. You and Vic's mothers were friends, when you two were younger you were forced to hang out with him. You got really close and became friends, but during High school he joined the Bowers Gang. Patrick, Henry and Reginald didn't like you much, but they had to be nice since Vic was respected in the gang. Even the Leader, Henry Bowers put up with you.

It was a Monday, 8:27 in the morning. You were walking down the hallways of Derry High school, the long, plain hallways were filled with laughter and chatter of people around the school. You made your way to your locker, opening it up to get your English Literature books out.

"Hey." A voice spoke from behind you, slamming your locker shut with his hand. You turned around to see Vic, you jumped and leaned against your locker as he leaned forward.