Richie Tozier  always bragged that he was the best at street fighter. Alyssa Uris always knew this was a lie. She had played against the boy multiple times and he sucked at the game. Today was no different. Richie tried and failed every time to beat the girl but she won every time.

"You suck at this game" the curly haired girl said to Raven haired boy. She had small freckles lining her face and slight tan from riding around town all summer. Her smile was wide and happy but her eyes looked sad. Recently the losers had had a disagreement that split them up. Alyssa had been hiding out in her room for about two days before she was finally convinced by Richie to leave the house.

"At least I don't suck di-"

"Don't finish that sentence."

The two didn't realize how close they were until their lips were almost touching. Then finally it happened. Richie filled the gap in between the two of them. A throat was cleared behind them that made them break apart quickly.

"S-sorry to interrupt but it g-got Bev."

"What are talking about?"

"Richie he means it. That killer clown with the stupid hair."

"Fuck"

This story is in honor of 1-800-RichieTozier hope you like it