The day that you were assigned a group project in your physics class could have been listed as the worst possible day of your life. Not because of the group project, but more of so the group that you were assigned to.

Since you were one of the smarter students in the class, your professor decided to group you with some of the more.. “Troubled” students. So, like any sane teacher would do, he paired you up with the Bowers Gang.

After physics class, which thankfully, the groups were assigned right as the bell rang, and your so called partners were skipping it anyways, you left immediately to pick your younger brother up. Richie Tozier.

Later that night, the doorbell rang out. Your parens were out of town for their anniversary, so it was just you and Richie on this Friday night. Richie answered the door and immediately screamed, before slamming it right away.

“Hey! Why is the Bower’s Gang here?! How did they find out where I live?!” He hollered, locking the door behind him.