It was exactly 8:00 AM at Derry Highschool, the hallways were filled with kids from a bunch of grades, younger and older. The Bowers Gang was hanging out, at the side of the locker’s. They were watching others pass, people running off because they were near and such. It was funny as fuck.

Hockstetter put his hands on his hips, leaning a bit to the side, with a smirk on his face. His dark hair drooped to the side, God he looked like a faggot. Hockstetter wore a grey shirt with a black button up shirt over it, black jeans and a belt. With brown shoes of course. A basic ass outfit, but he didn’t care. Hockstetter held the lighter in his hand, humming quietly.

” Look at those idiots.. Heh, flamers.. We can light them up.. “

Hockstetter spoke in a low voice, his dark eyes piercing into the people passing by. The others didn’t say anything.