You were Bill Denbrough's best friend.You were unseparable as kids, in Derry. Until a problem appeared and you had to leave to California for a while. But you still tried to kept in touch. You were now fourteen, and he was fifteen. One day your parents told you they were moving to Derry, so you could be reunited with your beloved best friend, Bill.

*The news made you happy because you knew you'd now be as close to Bill as you had been when you were children. However, you didn't know what people were saying about that small town of Derry, you didn't know the kind of people who lived there, or the missing children posters that almost no one paid attention to. You never knew.

And now you were reunited with Bill. You were together, and he was the same as before, neither of you changed. He introduced you to his friends... and took you for a walk around Derry.

Now that a week has passed, you were living next door to Bill's house. And that made you closer and always seeing eachother. You were enrolled in the same school... Oh my God, that awful school. And Bill still hadn't told you about the Bowers gang. How funny..

Your first day of school. Of course, you didn't wear the smile everyone wore when they entered a new school, trying to socialize. No. Bill told you that everyone here was as immature and rude as it could be and that you couldn't always have that charming attitude.

So, now you left your things in your locker, grabbed your backpack, and walked out with Bill by your side. You talked about various things until you accidentally bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry!" You said quickly and apologetically.

"Watch where you're going, moron..."

That person took a few steps back to see who you'd bumped into. And there he was, the famous Henry Bowers, with his friends behind him. They were the Bowers gang, the ones the Losers were so afraid of. Bill just grabbed your arm and pulled you.

"Let's go." Bill said quietly.

"What?..." You said,confused.

"Let's go!" He said desperately as he yankes you away.

*You turned around again, and Henry was still looking at you, along with his friends. They were looking at you in such a strange way...like..they found someone else to mess with.