Your POV

When I arrived home I jumped off my bike and headed inside the well house. My house. It was a bit dirty but I was okay with it. It's not much, but it's home. As I entered I giant clown loomed over my head, standing at about 8 feet tall and drool dripping from its gaping mouth. "Hey dad" I smiled as he grinned and shrank back to his normal hight. This was still 7 feet tall though he was less threatening because I knew that was just how tall he was. "How was your day?" He asked kindly. Or as kindly as an inhuman monster that dresses like a clown can be. "It was good" I smiled back at him. "Umm, Y/N" he called as I went to head up the stairs "yes dad?" "Are you still hanging around with boys?" He asked. "Yes, the trash mouth, the one who sucks at breathing, the Jewish one, the fat one, the red head and the ones who's brother you ate. Yes, them" you responded sweetly. "I can't hurt them, can I? My little Nephilim" He asked. He always called me that. It means fallen angel. It's really cute. "No, especially not Richie" you sternly tapped your foot as you spoke. "Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked slyly. "He should come and meet me, I hear he loves clowns" he added. I could taste the vinegar in every word. He hates the idea of anyone trying to date me. He believes all boys are only trying to deflower my rose. Though with Richie it's unlikely he's too far off. "Who should I eat, Y/N? You dicide." He laughed. "Patrick" I said sternly before heading up to my bedroom upstairs and fell face first into my bed. I would have said Henry but I doubt him going missing randomly would end well for his gang. Or the Losers club. Especially if I'm involved.

*In da morning*

I woke up, put on a black bikini and then a black, loose fitting dress over the top. (Sorry if you don't like black) I then grabbed some toast and rode my bike to meet the boys. And possibly Beverly. When I arrived the boys were already in their underwear. Richie looked cute. Shut up, I mentally slapped myself. I joined them at the end of the cliff after taking off my dress. "Oh hot stuff got h-" Richie started then saw what I was wearing. His jaw dropped to the bottom of the cliff and his breath hitched. I smirked at him, "take a photo, it'll last longer." He instantly looked away. "Don't say that, he'll have something else to jerk to if he does" Stan said plainly. "Hey, take it as a compliment. You're hot" Richie smirked while flipping off Stan and then mouthing something I didn't understand. "So who's going?" Someone asked. "I'll go" said a voice from behind us, Beverly. She sprinted to the end of the cliff and jumped. "What the fuck" Richie shouted "we just got shown up by a girl". I smiled to myself. "Can't let that happen now can we?" I said as I took Richie's hand and jumped over the edge of the cliff. We arrived at the bottom and around the same time. When I resurfaced I was met with Richie screaming profanities very loudly. "I hate you!" He shouted. "Oh, you love me really" I smiled. He then looked at me, a blush formed on his cheek and he looked away. Only to be splashed as the other boys all jumped in.

We played chicken fights, I won with Richie carrying me. "A kiss as a prize" he demanded. I gently pecked his cheek then whispered "don't get too excited, it'll be obvious if you do" he turned a bright shade of crimson.

Richie's POV

God she's beautiful, Y/N, I mean. Her hair is so perfect when it's wet. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her in her underwear. I could feel my cheeks heating up. I watched her as she splashed Eddie with water. I didn't have my glasses on but I could still see her perfect smile. I flirt with everyone but I'll be dambed if she isn't the one.

She got on my shoulders for a chicken fight. When we won I lowered her into the water. "A kiss as a prize" I smirked at her. She pecked her lips into my cheek and instantly I felt myself heat up. Then she whispered in my ear and all the hairs of the back of my neck quivered. Jesus, what this girl can do to me.

Your POV

When we got out me and Bev started sun bathing. I looked over to see Richie staring at me. More particularly my chest but when I smirked at him he looked everywhere else. Smooth Tozier. Real smooth. He then chose to pick on Ben. "News flash Ben, school's out for summer" he shouted in one of his less successful voices. As I sat up Ben continued to explain everything about the town. I of course knew all of this and answered any follow up questions. Except the 27 years thing. That's not true. Dad always eats, and it's normally on children. But it's like how you have snacks throughout the day and a few large meals. It's like that. He sees time differently to everyone else, cause he's been alive for so long. So he has a big meal every 27 years and snacks in between. When Ben asked to go to his house I honestly didn't want to. I hate reading about my father's past work. But I had to go. I knew it.

A/N: the Richie's POV was an added touch because I'm going through and improving this whole story.