You weren't pretty.

Not to Bill, at least. He had his eyes on Beverly.. Her ginger hair, her blue eyes, her pretty freckles.

It should've felt good, but he could hear the Jaws theme song on repeat in the back of his mind every time she took him to the Quarry.

But.. He felt safe around you.

He knew you wouldn't call him a pussy. He knew you wouldn't tease him for his stutter. He knew you wouldn't laugh at him when he tried to find Georgie.

God.. He had it bad.

It was a normal day at the Barrens. Eddie and Richie sharing the hammock, since they kept arguing over who's turn it was. Bill was sitting with Beverly, though she didn't sound exactly interesting right now. Bill was too busy watching you, Mike, and Ben yapping about some historical things. Your voice sounded so pretty..