This is my Stephen King's IT story! Like 'And so the beast fell in love with the bird' (my GaixNeji Naruto fic) it's a multi chapter long story. I've had this character in my head ever since I watched Stephen King's IT about 2/3 years ago! Yes she is Beverley and Ben's child. Hope you enjoy reading :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Stephen King's IT or any of the character's mentioned except for Summer, she is my OC!

Summer Lovin'

I woke up from a dreamless sleep. Rubbing my eyes, I glanced out of the window as we drove past a sign: 'WELCOME TO DERRY'. I sighed. Here already?

Stepping out of the car into the bright sunlight, I squinted up at the house we were moving into. It was pretty big, looked quite traditional. Mom always loved big traditional houses. It wasn't like we couldn't afford them anyway…
"Summer sweetheart, could you help carry in some of your boxes? You can go and choose a room first." Mom smiled at me. I started walking towards my new home, not looking forward to life in a small town like this.

Name: Summer Hanscom

Age: 16 – but that doesn't mean I'm a little kid!

Height: 5ft 4

Weight: 7/8 stone

Appearance: Brunette hair, tied in a ponytail hangs to just below my shoulders, paleish skin, green eyes.

Usual clothes: t-shirts with different slogans or pictures on them, denim shorts, black leggings and ankle cowboy style boots.

I had just moved up to Derry from California. I was really upset to leave all my friends behind and especially upset to leave the sunlight, sandy beaches and shopping centres behind. Derry was not famous for its shopping scene or anywhere that was remotely entertaining and without a full driving license, I wasn't leaving anytime soon. My mom, Beverly Marsh, and my dad, Benjamin Hanscom, had both met and grown up together in Derry.
They were meeting up with old friends, who they had mysteriously only just remembered about. Mom told me there was once a monster in Derry, a demon clown called Pennywise, who ate children. She said we were moving back, since the only reason she had remembered all her and dad's old friends was because Pennywise was back for some reason. Dad thought that It was back so early because It had probably eaten enough hearts to keep living forever and It didn't need so long to regenerate and get better this time.
I promised them I wouldn't go looking for Pennywise and would avoid strangers in Derry, but I knew I was definitely going to find Pennywise and help It. I couldn't help but feel that maybe there was a reason why he had eaten those children and terrorized the town. Call me mental, but I believe everyone has a light and dark side and people (and demonic monsters) just needed us to reach out to them and help them.

So, here we were, outside our new home. I chose a room on the left hand side of the house, at the front. Just so I could go to sleep hearing the city (what little of it there was). The room I had chosen had plain white walls. My bed was near the window, but with a large gap between, big enough for me to walk down. The window had a strong ivy bush just underneath, perfect for me to climb down at night. I put my wardrobe facing the window, all my clothes already hung up inside, with shoes along the bottom (not that I wore many. Mom mostly bought them for when we had guests round). I put my dressing room table with the big mirror opposite the foot of my bed and I had a small bedside table on the left side of my bed away from the window. I had a small TV and DVD player on the wall next to the window, so I could lie in bed on my right and watch TV. After arranging all my books and DVDs onto the shelf above my bedside table and putting all my make-up, jewellery and things away, I started exploring the old house. As usual, nothing interesting turned up. Not even secret doors or passages. You'd think, in a really old house like this, something would need to be discovered, but no.
"Dad, I'm going out to explore the town!" I called out. His head appeared around the kitchen doorway.
"Sure sweetheart, just be back before it gets dark. And don't talk to strangers!"
"I won't!" I smiled, happy for some freedom. I liked staying indoors usually, but that was when I had the home to myself and could do what I wanted.

Stepping outside into the fresh sunshine, I waved goodbye to mom as I started walking down the street. Checking the way to the woods (the barrens as they were apparently called) I started listening to my music and enjoying the sunlight. I hoped the barrens were as good as dad said they were.

Well, what did you think? Please review! :)