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Look at me jumping on the bandwagon and making imagines for an oddly attractive demonic clown.
I don't own 'IT' or the characters of 'IT' I just own the frikken short stories. Thank you...
I was walking to the meeting spot when I was stopped by the sport teacher.
"Interesting outfit you had on today, Mr Skarsgård."
"It was, Sir." I look down at my phone seeing it had been 10 minutes since class ended. He nods slowly.
"Please don't wear them again."
"Yes, sir, I wasn't planing to anyway." I shrug.
"You're a good boy, Bill, don't let the others corrupt your kind heart."
"Pardon, sir?" I raise my eyebrows.
"Your group of friends do not have a good reputation around the staff in the school, you, are included but, I see deep down, you're, a bright kid with a lot of potential." he smiles.
"I don't think you know me that well, sir." I go to object and look down at the time. 15 minutes since class finished.
"The way you help, (y/n)." I stopped thinking and look up at in surprise at (y/n) mention. "She was brave to put up her hand and I think you were very kind to give her help and not judge her." He pats my shoulder.
If only he knew who I was. I look at the time 17 minutes. I swallow feeling an off sensation wash over me. (y/n) was in danger!
"Sorry, sir, I have to go now! I'm late to another commitment! Goodbye!" I exclaim and slowly start walking backwards.
"Okay, see you in the next lesson, Bill." he calls to me as I turn and run towards the pool. I come to a halt when I see my 'friend group' come out of the pool area looking guilt as hell.
"What did you guys do?" I question Tammy right away, sensing the most guilt from her.
"I-I didn't know what to do, it was an accident!" I look into her horrified eyes and pale face. "I-I t-thought she could swim. I thought, (y/n), wa-as lying." she tears up.
I push past her dropping my bag by the entrance. I threw my phone out of my pocket in the direction of my bag and race along the edge of the pool until I see, (y/n), thrashing about under the water. I think quickly and dive in reaching for, (y/n)'s, reaching hand.
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I grab hold and pull her toward the surface. I put her against my body and make sure her head is above water. I grab the edge of the pool and pull myself as well as, (y/n), up.
"(Y/n)?" I call. No response. I check her pulse, there was none.
"Come on, (y/n)!" I say as I start doing chest compressions.
After 30 compressions I check if she's breathing. I then block her nose and breath in her mouth 2 times. I check to see if her chest rises.
"(Y/n)! please come back!" I call desperately and start 30 compressions again.
