Lautski Week: Day 1-Surprise
Steph couldn’t believe she was here. Why is she waiting at Pasquale’s on Thursday night for freaking Micro-Peter. She knew she had to get her grade up for her phone, but it’s already been 20 minutes.
Where the hell was this freaking nerd. There’s no way he actually stood me up, she thought. I mean c’mon he wears a dumb bow-tie and suspenders for school, and he has those stupid thick glasses. And he gets that stupid crooked smile anytime he cracks a joke and he's really funny and kinda-STOP. I don’t like him like that. Screw this.
She got up and paid for her check and went outside walking to her car she saw something in the alley next to her. She saw a bunch of teenagers wearing Hatchetfield High Varsity jackets, all of them crowding around something. She walked closer getting a better look seeing unmistakable glasses near Max’s foot. Oh no.
“Hey Max!” She yelled out. The group of boys all looked up, except for poor Peter Spankofski in fetal position. Jason and Kyle were frozen still but Max, the so called “God” of Hatchetfield High had the nerve to say
“Don’t worry Steph, it’s just some nerd nobody important or special. I’ll cream him and everything will be back to normal.”
“What the hell is wrong with you? I asked him to come meet me here so we could study! What the hell do you mean by normal?!” Steph yelled at him, every second she was only growing more furious.
“He’s a nerd Steph, he’s a lower person than us popular folk. So if you wanna ruin your whole reput-” Max didn’t have time to finish his sentence. Steph charged at him full force fist ready and knocked him down with one punch. It was a pretty good hit too, she hit him square on the nose. Jason and Kyle just stood there frozen unsure of what to do.
“AH-SHIT! WHAT THE FUCK! YOU BROKE MY NOSE!” It was at that moment Steph noticed Pete had been looking up and staring at her in such awe. It was also then Pete realized his thoughts of maybe liking Steph are now definite, and that Stephanie Lauter is the Hottest and Coolest person ever. Steph then remembered what she was doing after looking at her damsel in distress. She pushed her boot onto Max’s chest.
“Alright Jaegerman, here’s what's going to happen. You’re going to leave this place. You will stop bullying Pete and all nerds. Got it.”
“FUCKING FINE” and just like that Max got up and was running out with Kyle and Jason following him, turning around quickly to give steph thumbs up and keep on running. After a few seconds Steph turned around and got a good look at Pete. His hair was messed up, a busted lip he had a bad black eye forming, and by the way he was hugging his stomach more bruises will be showing up there. She walked up and grabbed his glasses off the ground but when she picked them up she noticed one lens was gone and the other was severely cracked.
“Well these aren’t going to do any good, sorry Pete.”
“It’s okay, Ive got extra pair at ho…” He then started to drift off with Steph running to him and got on her knees. She held his head up and could feel his face warming up as his eyes shot open
“Hey Pete, no going to sleep right now, I need you to stay awake.” Pete nodded very quickly. “Alright do you have a way home or did you walk here.”
Pete explained, “Um neither, my brother dropped me off.” Pete then tried to stand up and was trembling so much, Steph supported him on the two feet.
“Well my house isn’t that far Spankofski so come on.” Steph then pulled his arm around her and walked her to the car. Pete was in such awe, it was like his own knight in shining armour had come to save him. Steph drove him to her place. The drive was mostly quiet with the radio playing needy beasts songs. But with Steph filled with guilt and Pete too nervous and flustered no one had the guts to talk during the car ride. When they got to Steph’s place Pete was shocked at how big the Lauter mansion was.
It was then Steph talked again, “Lay down on the couch I’ll go get some ice and the first aid kit.” Pete lied on the grey couch and pulled out his phone to see how bad the damage was. When Steph came back she put a towel up to his lips to get some blood off of him and put ice on his eye.
“Now look Pete I know he got more than your face so where else do you need care.”
“Steph I’m fine I sw-ACK” Steph then poked his rib to see if she was right.
“That’s what I thought.” Steph then realized what this meant and why Pete didn’t want to share. She had to take off his shirt if she wanted to help. Okay okay, it’ll be fine I mean it’s Peter Spankofski. She thought as she pulled off his sweater and began to unbutton his shirt. How bad can he HOLY CRAP. Steph then realized Peter Spankofski sorta had a sleeper build too bad it was covered with bruises. “Uhhh anyone tell you you’re kinda jacked Spankoffski. Maybe you should lose the suspenders”
Pete was tomato red, “But t-t-thats my signature l-look.”
“If you ask me this should be your signature look.”
And Pete looked at her with that smile. That damn smile. The night was filled with more of Steph taking care of Pete and Pete trying to get studying going but Steph making him rest instead. Steph drove him home right before her dad came back from work. And once pete locked the door he had a giant smile. Too bad Ted was sitting on the couch.
“WOOWEE about the time you got home, lover boy.”
