"I thought you didn't mind that we kissed?"

       "I don't but it's just the fact that he must've been so afraid to tell me, I mean would you tell the girl you like that you kissed the only other girl in your group?"

      Beverly and I were at a booth in the diner, waiting for the boys to get here. Bill and I still weren't a thing we were just people who occasionally kiss and hug and flirt with one another.

      "Well, not if the I liked was the hottest girl in Derry." She shrugged taking another drink from her milkshake. I hadn't order, I wasn't very hungry an it wouldn't kill me if I skipped one meal...well, another meal. As of yesterday John will be gone in business for the week and the wicked Foster mother has been punishing me by starving me. I treat it more of a game, how long can Moxie go without eating? So far I'm winning.

      "Jesus, it's hotter that Mrs. Kaspbrak's ass out there."

      "Ew, shut up Richie, and I told you to stop talking about my mom!"

      "Suddenly, this milkshake doesn't seem as appetizing anymore." Beverly pushed her milkshake to the side and twists her face up into a frown.     

      We all pile into the booth, Bill quick to sit next to me. Once we were all settled we heard another jingle from the bell in the door. I looked to see my brother with Dana on his arm, walking in. He nodded at me, a sign of hello. We live together I see him everyday.

      "Your brother's going out with Dana?" Ben asked me, looking up from his menu.

      I rolled my eyes before answering, "It's more like he follows her around and hopes she'll fall for him."

      "Sounds familiar, doesn't it, Bill?" Richie asked before hollering a loud 'ow' and a huge shuffle came from the table.

      I leaned closer to Bill's ear, "Sssshhh, calm down." I cooed touching his arm gently. He turned and smiled at me, our faces close.

      I quickly sat back to how I was before to see Stan, smirking at me knowingly. Everyone was still looking at their menus as I just played with the hem of my jumper, it was tighter fitting but then again all of my clothes were. It was maroon and flattering.

      "What are you getting, Mox?" Eddie asked me, noticing that I didn't have a menu. I looked up to see that everyone's attention was on me. I then looked over a few booths down to see my brother and Dana. My brother looking at me, Simon is the king of eavesdropping.

      "Uhm..." I slowly trailed my eyes to Eddie's then back down to my lap, "I'm not hungry."

      "So you're just gonna sit there and watch us eat?" Mike asked, a look of concern on his face. On everyone's face actually.

      "Really, I'm fine. If there was something wrong then you all would know it." I said to them. They all either went back to their menus or nodded slowly. Bill kept his eyes on me, as well as Mike.

      A bit of time went by before I saw a figure move over to our table. It was my brother, trying to look intimidating and tough.

      "You have to eat." He was bold, as he towered over us. It made me angry and frown, my eyebrows furrowed and my blood boiled.

       "Later." I growled. He menacingly stood there and crossed his arms. I nudged Bill a bit, gesturing that I wanted to stand up. After doing so I stood up, I was about 3 inches taller than Simon but 3 inches have never felt so powering.

       "Whatever." He said and sat down and went to sit down with Dana. I rolled my eyes and rushed out. I hate when he doe this, like he knows everything about me, like he's the boss of me. I'm way too young to be caring about what my little brother thinks of me. I'm too young to be taking care of him, I'm only 15 I'm just a kid. I stupid kid who just blew up on her brother fr no reason.

      Before I even knew it I was home. The living room couch was warm and comforting, the house itself was not.

      "Poor girl, your own brother is beginning to hate you."

"Shut up."

      "The little girl who has mommy issues."

"Shut up."

      "Why don't you come down here and float?"

"Stop it."

      "It's just like floating on water. Remember that, when you mommy used to put you on your back in the pool and float?"

      "I said stop!" This might've been the hardest I've yelled since I sprained my ankle when I was 6.

      "Sssshh," I felt someone hug me tight, "y-your okay."

      Bill had me in his arms, cradling me. Eddie, Stan, and Richie were with him. I looked around to see nothing there, then suddenly something caught Richie's eye and he began following it. No one said anything, assuming Richie saw something he could meddle with until he broke it.

      "Where's Bev, where's the others?" I asked, I started to sit down but Bill pushed me down so that I was laying on my back again.

     "At the diner, Bev had a small run-in with Dana." Stand explained sitting down on my couch.

      "What do you mean?" I asked, putting my arm on my forehead and let the other rest on my stomach. My leg effortlessly propped up.

      "Dana gave your brother a new shampoo..." Eddie started, "a milkshake based one."

      "Guys!" Richie yelled from my kitchen, if he ate all the ice cream I'm gonna kick his ass. They all rushed in to the kitchen to see what Richie was doing.

      I started to get up but Billy laid me back down, "stay here." He said quickly and kissed my forehead, running off with the rest of the boys. It was a few minutes until there was a knock on the door. I heard footsteps then the door creaking open. The rest of them came in and sat with me, Simon with ice cream in his curls.

       I opened my mouth to make a comment, "I know, I deserved it." He sighed, sitting by my legs.

      I shook my head and frowned, "if anything she just lost drawls a great guy, and besides, you were only looking out for your favorite big sister in the world."

      "You're my only big sister in the world." He chuckled and leaned down to hug me. Once we released was the first time I got a real good look at Beverly. She had had a cut on her lip and a few scratches on her arms and legs.

      She noticed my worried gaze and shook her dead dismissing my thoughts, "These Are from when I wrestled her to the ground," she said pointing to the cuts in her limbs, "and this is from when I hit her ankle." She pointed to the cut on her lip.

       "Nice." I complimented the girl's fighting skills. Badass Bev 1 — Danky Dana 0.

       "You should've seen her, it was amazing." Mike chuckled then took notice of my drained state and weak smile.

     He frowned then sat in front of me on the floor, brushing a few curls out of my face, "You okay, sweets?" He asked

       "I'm fine, thank you." I said to him reassuringly. That's when The other boys came back. Richie's glasses were dusty, Bill had only one shoe on and the other in his hand, Stan was sweating, and Eddie was puffing in his aspirator.

       "Woah, you guys alright?" Simon asked taking note of their appearance. They all just breathed heavily as a response. I jumped up so did Simon and Mike. We all assisted them to the couch.

       "I'll go get you guys some water," Simon started, "and maybe hose myself off in the sink." He said while leaving for the kitchen.

       "What happened to you guys, are you okay?" I asked, going to turn on the ceiling fan to cool them off.

      "Are you aware that you have a secret door in your basement?" Eddie wheezed. I furrowed my brows, probably something I should stop doing.

       "Of course sh doesn't, it's a secret door, Wheezy." Richie said to him trying to air out his shirt.

      "W-we found this." Bill said, he had a large book in his hands, it was brown and looked old. Almost like mildew has gotten to it. I didn't want to touch it but I did anyways, setting it on the table. Simon came back with his shirt off and on his head, waters in hand as he handed them to our friends.

       I opened up the book to see a tale, it had beautiful art work on the inside and it looked rather old. I only flipped through the pages, looking at the words. The penmanship was incredible and crisp.

      "She looks like you," Simon said looking over my shoulder and pointing at the page that I was on, "for you think."

       I looked at the girl, he was asleep, she had...well...my face. She did look like me, the only exception was that she was wearing finer medieval clothing and had dark eyes. She was pretty, I mean why wouldn't she be she has my face. Okay, now I'm totally kidding, she was pretty and looked to be rather bored of herself.

      "I don't want it," I blurted out, "I don't want this thing near me. It's strange and weird and it gives me the creeps." I sId closing the book and pushing it on the floor. Ben picked it up, though, and flipped through the pages.

      "How about I keep it for you, yeah, maybe I can do some sort of research on it?"

       "Knock yourself out, kid, just get it away from me." I said raising my hands up and eating then on top of my head.

      The day grew old and it was slowly dying. We all were on my porch, attending its funeral, watching the sun set.

       We all started to disperse, some of us leaving sooner than others. Eddie waved bye, then Bev hugged me farewell, Stan announced his departure, Richie kissed my hand and left, Ben smiled and road off down the street, and Mike, Well, mike gave me a kiss on the cheek and a smile. Simon was already in the shower, picking sprinkles out of his hair.

       Bill stayed longer than the rest. He was bouncing his foot and looking at the road. He was quiet, usually Bill is ecstatic to talk to me. Not today, not right now.

       "He likes you," He started looking at me, "M-Mike, he l-l-likes you." He stuttered.

      "Awh, well, that's sweet, Mike's a nice kid." I said which made him frown. He looked red, but not the blushing kind that spread over his cheeks, he was red all the way down his neck.

       "I guess, but that doesn't mean he had to kiss your cheek like that." He huffed. I giggled then scooted over so I could cuddle into his side, he reluctantly put his arm over my shoulders. I leaned up and gingerly pressed kisses to his neck.     

     
      "M-Mox-" He started but was cut off by me shushing him.      

      I did that for awhile kissed his neck all over, this made his breathing become irregular. His grip tightened on my shoulders and at some point in time he shifted me so that I rested between his legs. I began to lightly nibble all the way up to his ear. He let out a breathy sigh.

    
      I smiled then got up and ran into the house, all the way up to my room.

           "Hey, What t-the hell, Moxie?" He asked as e ran after me.

I fucking love summer.