You laugh as Mike tells you a story of how one of his sheep got stuck in a fence. He smiles at your laugh and stares at you with admiring eyes.

A few feet away Bill stands, looking at the two of you, jealousy evident in his eyes.

Everyone in the Losers Club knows that Bill likes you. Well, except you and Mike.

He's too caught up with his crush— you.

Of course, you're oblivious about both of the boys. In your mind you always think that no ones ever going to like you.

"Try not to kill Mike with that glare, Big Bill," Richie whispers into his ear, scaring the boy.

"Ruh-Richie. I uh duh-don't know what y-y-you're t-talking about," Bill responds, trying to hide his blush.

"Grow some balls and ask her out," he says, pushing him towards you.

Both, you and Mike look up at Bill who stands there nervously.

"Hey Bill," you smile, almost making him melt.

"Uh. Huh-huh-hey y-y-y-y/n. Cuh-could I t-t-talk to you? Puh-puh-please," he manages to stutter out.

"Of course!" you respond standing up, "I'll be right back Mike."

"Okay.." the boy says, disappointed you're going with Bill.

The two of you walk a bit away from the group until you're hidden in the trees.

"Luh-listen y/n," Bill says, looking at his feet with his hands in his pockets, "I-I. Uh. I huh-have a nuh-new idea to duh-duh-defeat IT."

You raise an eyebrow, wondering why he took you away from the group just so he could tell you that.

"That's nice, Bill. You should tell everyone else too," you smile anyways.

"Y-yeah. I-I should."