Chapter 13
"Hey guys, remember the first time we met Ale?" Richie asked.
Bill smiled; remembering that day that happened two years ago.
Flashback
It was their second year of Middle school and Bill, Eddie, Richie, Ben, Stanley, and Beverly were walking down the hallway until the bower's gang stood in front of them. The kids stopped and soon, other kids gathered around to see if there was going to be a fight. Eddie, Richie, Ben, Stanley, and Beverly stood behind Bill; shaking and quivering in fear. Bill was the only one looking at the bower's gang with anger and bravery.
"Wh-Wh-What d-do you want, B-B-Bowers?" he asked.
The gang laughed at his stutter and gave him an evil smile.
"What do you think, stuttering Bill? I want your lunch money, that's what." Bower's sneered.
"Y-Y-You're not getting it, B-B-Bowers. Leave us alone." Bill snapped.
Suddenly, Bowers picked him up by the shirt and threw him on the ground. His gang got behind Bill's friends and pushed them to the ground. The Bower's gang laughed as Bill, Eddie, Richie, Ben, Stanley, and Beverly tried to get up and the other kids watched in horror at the scene.
"Well Well Well, what's going on here?" a voice asked.
The other kids looked behind and got out of the way. Stepping forward was a 11 year old white girl with long, dark brown hair, freckles, brown eyes, wearing a black sweatshirt, sweatpants, and tennis shoes. The girl smirked when she saw a group of tough boys standing over a group of kids. Bower's gang turned around and got close to her.
"Who are you little girl?" Bowers asked.
"The name's Ale. You must be Henry Bowers, the guy everyone is warning me to stay away from." she said.
"What's a little girl like you doing here?" Patrick asked.
"I'm new here, but that doesn't matter." Ale explained smirking.
"Then neither does this. Get lost little girl or else you're going to get hurt." Belch threatened.
"Sorry fatty, but I don't take orders from idiot boys." Ale sneered.
Bowers and his gang glared at her like she had said a terrible insult. Bowers got into her face.
"I watch it if I were you. You don't want to end up with broken bones or a black eye now, do you?" he warned.
"Oh, and like how your daddy beats you for being the weak son you are? I don't think your daddy would like to hear that you got beaten up by a girl now, would you?" Ale smiled.
Everyone stared at her like she just told a sinister secret. Bowers stared at her; wondering how she could've known about that. Bill stared at Ale; wondering what else she knew.
"How...How did you..." Bowers stammered.
"It's kind of obvious. Now, beat it please. I don't think you want to be the talk of the school about how you got beaten up by a girl." Ale smiled.
The Bower's gang backed up, then quickly scattered away. Bill, Eddie, Richie, Stanley, Ben, and Beverly got up as Ale walked by and passed by the crowd. Bill wondered how a young girl could stand up to a couple of tougher looking boys; it just seemed so real.
Back to the present
The loser's club and Georgie laughed when they remembered that memory. That was the first time they ever met her and to stand up to Bower's and his gang like that; it was unreal. The loser's club and Georgie continued walking down the path, until Georgie suddenly stopped everyone.
"STOP!" he halted.
Everyone stopped and looked down. A few feet ahead of them was a trip wire and it was tied to the bottom of all the trees.
"Georgie, is that a trip wire?!" Beverly asked.
"Yes, Ale put it there to keep unwelcoming visitors out of her territory." he explained.
Beverly nodded. The loser's club and Georgie stepped over the wire and continued walking.
"Alright, re-re-remember the pl-plan everyone. Ale's going to w-w-want something in re-return, so no fo-fo-fooling around and n-no jokes, Richie. Last time you said s-s-something st-stupid, you got beaten up b-b-by Ale." Bill reminded.
"Wait what?! Ale beat up Richie?! What did he do that made her so mad, she beat him up?" Georgie asked surprised.
The group cringed when they realized they hadn't told Georgie about the altercation that occurred between Ale and Richie three weeks ago. I mean, Richie sometimes made her mad, but he said something that made her so mad that she beat him up after school.
"Georgie, do you remember how the sc-sc-school would host a mi-mi-mini ta-talent show every Friday?" Bill asked.
"Yeah, Richie would usually say his mom jokes and other stuff." he said.
"Well, Richie made a couple of j-j-jokes about Ale. Normally, she would sl-sl-slide them off, but Richie said something about her pa-pa-parents that p-p-pissed her off. After school, Ale g-g-gave him a bloody beating. It t-t-took nearly all of us to p-p-pull her off." Bill explained.
Georgie gave a glare at Richie, but said nothing. The group continued walking.
"Georgie, how far is Ale's house?" Stanley asked.
"Don't worry Stanley, we're not too far now." he said.
"Lets just hope we're close." Richie said.
The group continued walking until they saw the smoke. They knew they were getting close. They ran up ahead until they stopped at some bushes. There, they saw an old cabin with smoke coming out of the chimney. They saw Ale on a picnic table; drawing in her journal. She must've heard them, because she turned her head and smiled.
"Hm, somehow I knew you guys would show up." Ale smiled.