They hadn't slept much during the rest of the night, mostly they just laid there with the light on, too afraid to turn it off. They took turns distracting each other, rambling about nothing in particular. They only started to relax once the sun was out.

Stan got dressed for the day as Richie stood off to the side, he was still in his clothes from yesterday but he didn't mind.

Once Stan was dressed he headed over to his dresser, pulling out his brightest shirt and some tan pants. "Here." He stated, holding his clothes out to Richie. "You can borrow these."

Richie knew Stan picked his brightest shirt for a reason, it's because Richie loved things that looked like a rainbow vomited. Even though Stan tried his best, his clothes were just too….normal.

Glancing down at his own vibrant yellow and blue hawaiian shirt, Richie slightly shook his head. "I'm good."

Stan rolled his eyes, looking about to argue but seeming to think it wasn't worth it."Alright."

Stan headed to the kitchen, Richie close behind. Stan said a quick goodbye to his parents, and the boys dashed out of the house. Not giving the Uris's enough time to pester them about their plans.

Their first stop was Bill's house, they needed him to help rally the other Losers. He was unspokenly their leader.

It seemed luck was on their side, because they didn't have to knock on the door. Bill was already outside, pulling his bike up. He stopped when he spotted them.

"What's up fucker?" Richie yelled, immediately being shushed by Stan.

"You want Bill's parents to make us leave?" Stan asked, rolling his eyes once again at Richie.

Richie just shrugged, trying to seem like himself. He was having a hard time being calm at the moment, he felt like something was wrong. And that damn song was still in his head.

"H-hey guh-guys. What's up?" Bill looked apprehensive, Richie couldn't blame him. They'd all been pretty mad the last time they saw each other. Especially Richie and Bill.

"Look Bill, we need to talk." Stan wiped his hands on his pants, glancing at Richie. "Something happened."

This grabbed Bill's attention. He glanced at his house and then back at the boys. "Is th-this an all l-losers matter?"

Richie and Stan nodded

"I'll g-get Bev and Mike, you guh-guys get Eddie and B-ben." Bill swung his leg onto his bike, looking determined. "The buh-barrens, one hour." And with that, he rode away.

Stan had brought his bike with him to Bill's house, and now he walked with Richie back to his. Once they got Richie's bike, they made their way to Eddie's house.

"Ah shit." Mrs. K's car was in the driveway, meaning their task was going to be a whole lot harder than they thought.

They snuck around the side of the house, careful of the windows. Richie remembered sneaking into Eddie's house on a few occasions, none of those times felt as important as this.

"I'll stay here, you get Eddie." Stan said, looking nervous. Richie couldn't blame him, if Mrs. K found them, they were dead.

Richie climbed on to the tree, using his momentum to swing his foot onto the roof, before pulling himself up.

"Ow!" He hissed as he got onto the roof, his hand stung and he saw some blood. He must've cut it on the branch.

"You okay?" Stan asked, sounding concerned. Richie was pretty sure Stan's default emotion was concern.

"Fine." Richie continued up the roof to Eddie's window, peeking inside. There he saw Eddie, cast and all, sitting on his bed reading.

Richie knocked on the window and laughed when Eddie fell out of his bed in surprise.

Eddie marched over to the window, opening it. "What the hell are you doing here?" He hissed. "My mom will literally kill you."

Richie rolled his eyes. "Mrs. K loves me, she told me so last night. You know, when I was banging into her-"

"Beep beep Richie!"

"Come on, we're all meeting at the Barrens. It's important."

Eddie glanced behind him. "I can't leave, my mom's been acting crazy."

"You mean crazier than usual."

Eddie slapped him on the shoulder. "Shut up, what's so important?"

Richie glanced away from Eddie, "Something happened." He put on his confident demeanor once again. "Now come on chap!" He used one of his many voices once again, and Eddie sighed.

"I'm going to be grounded for the rest of my life." Eddie climbed onto the roof, right next to Richie. Their hands brushed and Richie tried not to blush.

Once they were back on the ground, they headed towards Ben's house. Getting him was much easier and didn't include any roof climbing. All they had to say was that they were meeting at the barrens, and Ben immediately got his bike.

"You missed us didn't you?" Richie asked. "Awww you must really love us huh?" He rode his bike closer to Ben on the street. "You really really love-"

"Beep beep Richie." They all said in sync.

Richie laughed and rode farther ahead, letting his smile slip. They always did that, telling him to shut up. Beep beep, why the hell do they say beep beep? Beep beep reminds him...well of a clown. You honk their nose, it makes a beep beep noise.

Richie's insides felt cold, his hands were clammy on his handlebars. Why did he have so much in common with a clown?

Shaking his head, Richie banished those thoughts. He was overreacting, probably because of sleep deprivation and the danger they were all in. He obviously wasn't like a clown, and obviously not like that clown.

The barrens were suddenly in his field of vision, and he allowed himself a deep breath to calm down. He was going to tell the losers that IT was back, not that the thing ever left, and that it attacked him. Then they were all going to stick together, protect each other. And maybe, just maybe, they were going to kill a fucking clown.