a story about Bill Denbrough ("It" by S. King) and his neighbour - 2 [We are writing this story with my friend, I post only my parts] "Oh, I'm so sorry" admitted Robert. He gazed into Bill's eyes with sorrow and a bit of interest. One hand lay on boy's shoulder. *** Robert pressed his fingers into his shoulder. "Don't you believe me? One day I will show you how sorry I am" he said quietly but his calm voice made Bill feel uncomfortable. A number of strange things were connected with his new neighbor. Why did he appeared as soon as Bill arrived? What was that moan? What did Rob want to say? He did want something to say, it was obvious. "Well, do you prefer tea or coffee?" Asked Robert with his ordinary nice smile. He was on his way to kitchen. *** "It's up to you" Robert followed him by his eyes. "See ya" While Bill were leaving Robert's flat he felt a gaze between his shoulder blades. Mom was a little worried. "Is everything okay, dear?" Asked she. "I thought you're in your room. Where have you been?" *** Bill did a step away, but Robert didn't seem to be a monster. He just...smiled. "What's wrong with you?" Asked he and rose his brow. "N-n-noth-th..." "I see" he chuckled. "Go school? Wanna me to drive you there? C-mon, l'll do it" *** "Why-y?" Asked Rob innocently if he didn't understand at all. He span the car keys on his finger hypnotizing Bill. *** "Didn't i tell ya I'm a teacher? What terrible will happen to you when you're with a teacher? What a silly thought, Bill. Let's go" [Thanks for reading till the end! I'm looking forward to your corrections! And don't worry about Bill, everything is under control :) ]