The grass was long and being completely honest it was more weeds than grass. The sky was blue and the fluffy clouds lazily floated across it as the trees whispered and rustled due to the light breeze that danced through the air it was a perfect day to be outside.The losers never really had serious conversations that was mostly due to Richie, but none of them minded. If any of them were honest none of them not even uptight logical Stanley ever wanted to have a real serious conversation again. However people grow up and weather they move on or not things get forgotten connections get lost. Eventually everything is touched by the the cold twisted fingers of the wretched creature known as change because alas...nothing lasts forever.

(Y/n pov)

Eddie's hand is warm in your own and for once you think your the most worried in the group. "I saw all of us, all of us were there like in the cistern...but we were older we were our parents ages." "Am I still handsome as an adult?" Richie interrupts cupping his chin with his hands and making a face everyone snickers. "You grow into your looks", "what the frick does that mean" Richie laughs and you smile as Asks "what about me?" "Like now...but taller" Bill bends down and picks up a piece of glass. "Swear it" he says getting everyone else's attention "s-s-s-swear it, swear that if It isn't dead that if It comes back we'll come back too".    
  
You smooth your skirt down knock on the door in front of you and look down at the largest scar you have on your hand slashed right across the center. Funny you find yourself on the Uris homes doorstep the same week that 27 years ago you got that very scar. Your startled out of your thoughts by Audra opening the door. "Hey!" "Hey (y/n) I'm so glad your here the foods almost ready". You smile and step inside, you hadn't stayed in contact equally with all the losers as time marched on however Ben, Mike and of course Stanley were the ones who you had remained closest with. You and Richie conversed from time to time but him and Bill were both busy being successful and famous Beverly had gotten unwisely married and you were sure that Eddie's wife burned the holiday cards you sent him being basically his mother. The thing that worried you the most was that they all didn't seem to remember each other much or at least when you met them. But they remembered you which in all honesty surprised you. With all the crazy shoot that went down in the town the police were on high alert and you got removed from your home. You bounced around Derry a bit even got fostered by Ben's family for a while. It was enough to get you a pretty decent friendship with the remaining losers and even a couple real dates and a school dance with Eddie however change snatched you up and threw you out into the broader government system and no matter what you always got sent back. Eddie gave up on long distance and it was all you could do to get the odd message from Derry untill you finally turned 18 by yourself in a flea ridden bed under the water damaged ceiling of a group home. The small amount of money you were given was enough to get a tiny place of your own and scrape together some semblance of a life until to your surprise a design company finally took intrest in you and you started rubbing shoulders with high society folks. You opened your own little shop after a while and now enjoy having a modest loft living space over your studio and shop and are able to go visit with your childhood friends or at least write to them every once in a while. After dinner you say your goodbyes and tell Stan to call you. You get into your car and let out a long sigh... 27 years...oh shoot! You get out of your car and walk back up the Uris driveway. "You you dumb frick (y/n) forgetting your frickin purse". You knock on the door again and it opens "I'm so sorry I forgot my purse". You roll your eyes and laugh at yourself as Audra lets you in. You walk into the living room and grab your purse noticing Stan standing still as a statue looking down his phone to his ear. "Hey Sta-" "ITs come back hasn't it...that's why your calling" he says his voice tight. Your mind starts spinning there's only one of you who didn't leave Derry. Mike...It... "Dah-did you call the others I mean duh-wa-what if they don't come?" There's a pause "uhm....well I-uh yeah I would need to do a few things..." Stan grimaces and you realize what he's thinking. "Hey Stan-" he jumps "O-oh (y-y/n) h-hey..." "Was that Mike?" "Uh what? Oh he-heh heh...yeah", "Stan I know you don't want to but you gotta remember". "The promise?! I don't care I c-c" "I wasn't gonna say the promise" you grab his hands "I just wanted to remind you who got me out of the quarry all those years ago and why". Tears start sliding down his face and you pull him into a hug. "You were my first friend Stanley...and your barmitzva was pretty frickin amazing..." "Stan?" You released him and turned to Audra "I found my purse". "Stan babe are you-?" "An old friend called honey...did you uh...did you make the-" "oh! No is there a problem?" Stan looks solem. "A friend of ours needs a bit of help for a couple days he's in a bad place..." "Oh..." "Well!" You say clapping your hands "I'd best be going see you Stan!" You shoot him a smile and then leave. You get in your for the second time and start up the engine. Your phone buzzes within your purse you pull it out and look at the caller id

                     Mike Hanlon
                     Derry, Maine

(A/n)
Well there is is folks chapter frickin one! Hope it lives up to the expectations! See you in the next chapter!