Its been a full week since that day happened. I've been hanging with the losers club a lot lately and Beverly and Mike.

 I was sitting in my room reading what Ben had in his backpack since I didn't want to go to the quarry yesterday. I then hear the phone ring.

 I ignore it and keep reading about the history of this town. I keep flipping the pages and see a lot of fucked up things happened in this terrible town.

 I got my thoughts interrupted by Jenny yelling my name. I get up and head downstairs. "Yes?" I ask. She hands me the phone. "It's for you." She said.

 I grabbed the phone and put it up by my ear. "Hello?" I ask on the phone. "Hey...I need you over..like right now." She said. "Why? You oka-" I got cut off by her hanging up the phone.

 I hung up the phone and went upstairs. I changed into a button-up black dress with sleeves. it went down to the middle of my thigh.

 I put on some white knee-high socks, that covered my knees. I slipped on shoes and went downstairs. On the way, I felt a weird pain in my lower stomach.

 I decided to ignore it and continue you on with my day.  "Hey, where's your bike?" Jenny asked. "Why?" I asked turning to her.

 "I don't have a bike and I was wondering if I could borrow one so I could bike with Steve." She said. I frowned. "Stan and bowers ran over my bike..." I said starting to walk off.

 I opened the front door and shut it then started making my way to Beverly's. On the way there I noticed a red balloon floating around.

 I'm not sure why but, I felt anxious around that balloon. I started walking faster. After about 6 minutes later, I arrived.

 I saw her on the stairs smoking a cigarette and her auburn hair was cut to her shoulders. I sighed and started walking up the stairs.

 I finally got up to the floor she was at. When she saw I was there she got up quickly throwing her cigarette off the stairs and came over to me anxious.

 "I'm glad you made it." She said. "Are you alright?" I asked feeling worried. "I have to show you something..." She said. "You're hair?" I asked.

 She touched her hair. "I really like it," I said. "Thanks." She said putting a strand behind her ear. She looked at me and pointed behind her.

 "It's in my bathroom..." She said walking to her door and me following close behind. We went down her hallway and then she stopped making me bump into her.

 "Whats wrong?" I asked. She pointed towards her bathroom door. She made me walk in front. I slowly started getting closer to the door.

 I grabbed the doorknob. I looked back at her and she looked like she just saw a ghost but is trying to keep calm. I turn the doorknob and slowly open it.

 The first thing I see is blood. My eyes widened and I backed up. My breath hitched and my face looked like Bevs but I wasn't trying to act calm like she was.

 "W-w-w-what h-happened in here?" I said just staring at the room. "You see it?" She asked. I turn to her.

 "Of course I see it! Who wouldn't?" I asked yelling it a bit louder than what I meant to. "Well...my dad...he couldn't see this..." She said.

 I grabbed the door and shut it. We both backed away and went into her room. We talked and discussed if we should get the guys involved.

 We agreed we should. I grabbed the phone and dialed Richie. It rang four times before he answered. "Hello?" Richie said sounding annoyed.

 "Hey...It's nancy..." I said feeling like I'm annoying him.  "Oh... Hey, Nance. You okay?" He asked. "Did I interrupt something?" I asked.

 "No. I'm-" I cut him off. "I need you to call Eddie and the rest of the losers club right now," I said more like demanding it. "Why?" He asked.

 "Stop asking questions and just do it!" I yelled into the phone. "Okay..." He said. I just know he's throwing one of his hands up in defense.

 "Just tell them you all need to meet at Bev's," I said. "But, I don't know where she liv-" I cut him off by hanging up the phone.

 I walk into the kitchen to see Beverly on the phone. She hung up the phone and turned in my direction. "Can we wait outside?" I asked holding my stomach feeling that pain again.

 "Yeah." She said. We both walked outside and waited for the boys. I zoned out for a minute till I heard a clicking noise.

 I looked over to see Bev lighting her cigarette. She looked at my direction. "You want to try?" She asked holding it out. I nodded my head.

 "No thanks." I said looking down. "Why do you smoke?" I asked looking back up. "It makes the stress go away." She said.

 The one thing everyone says about a cigarette. "You know it fucks up your body..." I said even though she's just going to say... "I know." She said taking another drag from her cigarette.

 I frowned. It makes me wonder...Does it actually help with stress? It doesn't seem to help with anything.

 All it does is...make you die faster... I was interrupted with my thoughts when Beverly grabbed my shoulder. "You okay?" She asked standing above me.

 "Y-yeah..." I said. "The guys are here." She said. "O-okay... I'll wait here." I said giving her a reassuring smile.

 She started going down the steps and I was once left with the pain. I don't know why my stomach hurt so much.

 I look down and see Bill and the rest coming up the stairs. I stood up and walked to Beverly's apartment door. I opened it and went in.

 "Hey, Nancy." everyone said. I smiled weirdly. "Hey," I said. They looked at each other and then back at me. I walked over to Bev and got close to her ear.

 "I'm going downstairs. If you don't mind..." I whispered. She nodded and I made my way out. I got downstairs and saw Richie looking board.

 He looked over and smiled. He then lost his smile. "Why are you wearing all black? Did you go to a funeral or something." He asked.

 I was about to say something but he went back to talking. "You're also wearing long sleeves...In summer...Whats that about?" He said. I felt like every time I was going to tell him, he kept running his mouth.

 "Richie! Shut up! Okay? The reason is that I have all these scars on me and cuts that make my body even worse." I kind of yelled.

 He got off his bike and came up and hugged me. "Stop saying such bad thing about yourself. I bet your body is beautiful...even with the scars."He said.

 I gripped on to his Hawaiian shirt. I felt embarrassed and sad. I then felt that pain in my stomach.

 It felt a tiny bit lower. Richie released from the hug. "You okay?" He asked. I nodded my head. I then felt something dripping down my leg.

 "Excuse me," I said walked away from Richie and where people might see. I pulled up my dress and touched my inner thigh.

 I brought my hand back up and let go of my dress. I then looked at my hand. I saw blood all over my hand. My eyes widened.

 I then pulled up my dress and saw my legs covered in blood dripping all the way to my white socks. I started breathing heavy.

 My hands started shaking. "What?" I whispered to myself. I then heard footsteps towards me. "You okay?" Richie said.

 I turned around and saw Richie's face turn from happily worried to scared. he came and rushed up to me.

 "What happened? You okay? Did you hurt yourself?" He asked grabbing my arms looking at my bloody hands. "I don't know," I said starting to cry from getting scared.

 He started pulling me towards the stairs. We walked up to them and started walking up the stairs. We went into Beverly's apartment.

 "Guys! Help! Nancy's hurt!" He said making his way to the hallway. I saw them all making coming out of the hallway.

 They all surrounded me asking if I was okay. I just kept staring at my bloody hands. I felt someone grab me. "Nancy! Talk to us. Are you alright?" The person said.

 "I-i don't know," I said sobbing. "Where are you bleeding?" They asked. "I don't know," I said. A hand grabbed me and pulled me into Bev's room.

 "I'll check her." She said shutting the door. I looked up at her. "A-am I dying?" I asked. She came towards me . "I'm going to lift your dress up." She said grabbing my dress.

 She started lifting it up. She lifted it over my stomach. "Nancy." She said. I looked at her. "You're having your period." She said.

 I looked at her confused. "My what?" I asked having no idea what she's talking about. "Didn't your mom tell you?" She asked.

 "No. I wouldn't be asking if I knew." I said. She smiled weakly. "I'll just say you've finally become a woman." she said.

 I'm not sure but I felt weird when she said that. "You want to use my shower and borrow my clothes?" She asked. I shook my head.

 "That'd be nice."