Chapter Three:
Not Every Plant Is Poison Ivy!
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"What the fuck, Richie?" Felicity shouted, pulling herself to the dry ground. Her now soaking wet hair clung to her face. She began to cough violently, her body trying to remove the water from her lungs.

Felicity took a deep breath and let herself fall back on the ground. Her arms spread out, the pale pink shirt she was wearing clung to her body, sending a shiver down her spine due to the cold water.

Through panicked laughter Richie tried to apologize as he rushed down to her. "Shit, uh, Licity! I'm so fucking-"

He cut himself off with his own laugher, "So-Sorry!"

The commotion caused the other three boys to rush over. Bill looked down on the girl, and Eddie began to panic.

"Jesus, Richie! Seriously? This is why you don't have a girlfriend." Stan helped Felicity up, when he spoke to her his voice was much softer, "You okay?"

"Mhm. Just peachy. " Felicity hummed, her face reddening ever so slightly as she slipped her hand into his. "That so better have been water, though."

"Richie!" Eddie wheezed, "She could have sepsis! Or herpes! Or, or or, uh, I don't fucking know! She could have to have something amputated with fhe amount she injested! And, and, andz that'd be all your fault! If she dies- I don't wanna go to jail!"

"Jesus, Eddie, calm down! It's just water." Richie scoffed, shaking his head, "She's fine. See?

Felicity shuddered at the thought of it being anything else, and she prayed that what Eddie had said about the millions of gallons of Derry pee was a lie.

"We can go back to what you were doing, and uh, I'll just stay here.." Felicity shrugged, "I've got my sketch book."

Stan scanned her face briefly, but nodded in the end. He, along with Richie, Bill, and Eddie walked over to the barrens' opening. She could still hear the group of  boys bickering.

"That's poison ivy, and that's poison ivy, and that's poison ivy, and that's poison ivy, and that's-" Stan rambled, causing Felicity to giggle to herself as she flipped to an empty page in her sketch book.

"Where?" Eddie panicked, "Where's the poison ivy? Whe-"

"Nowhere! Not every fuckin' plant is poison ivy, Stanley!" Richie cut him off

"Okay, well, I'm starting to get itchy, and-"

"Do you use the same bathroom as your mother?" Richie asked. Felicity knew he was smirking.

"Oh, no." She said to herrself, shaking her head.

"Uh, sometimes, why?"

"Then you probably have crabs!"

Felicity let out a laugh, being heard by the boys. "See? She gets it!"

"That's so not funny."

Bill and Richie had disappeared from Felicity's view, and she assumed they had gone into the sewers.

She could hear Richie's voice, but couldn't quite make out what he was saying.

"Uh-uh. That's grey water." He pointed to the water that the boys stood in.

"The hell is grey water?" Richie asked loudly, probably crossing his arms.

"Well, it's basically piss and shit! So, I'm just tellin' you! Felicity over there is smart! Stayin' out of the water- Er, trying to. Richie."

"I said sorry!"

"You guys are splashin' around in millions of gallons of Derry pee right now. Wait, what are.. what are you doing?"

Richie's voice had increased, and Felicity wondered if he could read her mind. "Doesn't smell like caca to me senõr."

"Are-Are you serious? Okay, I-I can smell that from here!"

"Me too!" Felicity shouted, "Fuckin' nasty.."

"It's probably just your breath wafting back into your face." Deciding what was going on with them was more entertaining than her sketches, Felicity stood and made her way over to them.

Standing by Stan, she could practically feel the annoyance radiating off of him.

"Have you ever heard of a staph infection?" Eddie raised his hand and began waving it dramatically.

"Oh! I'll show you a staph infection!"

"Oh, wow, how classy." Felicity laughed, her clothes still dripping.

"Okay! Do you even know how unsanitary that is? You're litterally- This is litterally like swimming inside of a toliet bowl right now! And have you ever heard of hysteria- No!" Eddie let out a disgusted cry as Richie tossed something from the sewer at him.

Felicity yelped and jumped back, bumping into Stan, "Richie, that's disgusting."

Eddie continued to rant about something, but Felicity had stopped listening. Instead, her attention was on Bill who held a dirty shoe in his hand.

"Guys!" He interrupted, turning around and lifting up the shoe.

"Shit!" Stan's voice cracked, "Don't tell me that's-"

"No.. G-Ge-Georgie wore galoshes.."

"Whose sneaker is it?"

Richie paused looking into the shoe, "It's Betty Ripsom's.."

Felicity looked down, biting her lip in saddness. "Dammit."

"Oh, shit! Oh, god.. oh, fuck! I don't like this." Eddie whispered.

"How do you think Betty feels? Walkin' around these tunnels with only one frickin' shoe."

"Not the time, Richie." Felicity crossed her arms. "A girl went missing."

Stan glanced at her briefly before speaking, "What if she's still here?"

"Then we should find her." Felicity spoke, "I mean.. I'd want someone to do that for me.. if anyone even would."

The last part was mumbled, only audible to Stan. Bill and Eddie walked deeper into the tunnel at that thought.

"Eddie, come on!" Richie called, waving him in.

"Are you kidding? Okay, my mom will have an aneurism if she finds out we're playing down here! Okay?"

"I-If I was Betty Ripsom.. I would want us to f-f-f-fi-find me. G-G-Georgie, too."

Felicity nodded to herself, debating on whether or not to take a step into the sewers.

"What if I don't wanna find them? I-I mean... no offense, Bill, but I don't wanna end up like Geo- I don't wanna go missing, either."

"He has a point.."

"Y-Y-You too?" The pained tone Bill had made Felicity's heart crack.

"It's summer! We're supposed to be having fun! This isn't fun. This is scary and disgusting!"

"I'll help you, Bill.. Th-That-That is if you want me to."

Bill was going to respond, but a loud splashing sound cut him off. Felicity let out a yelp, spinning to find the cause of it.

Bill and Richie appeared behind them, also wanting to know what the source of the noise is.

Felicity tilted her head, staring at the boy from her classes. She wasn't quite sure on his name, if she were being honest. But she did know he was the new kid that transferred this year.

Maybe it was Ken? She didn't know.

"Damn, you okay?"

"Holy shit! What happened to you?"

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{ A/n: who should she be brotp with? also sorry if this was bad!! I tried to explain everything as best as possible. also!! i love the stelicity in this. }

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