Another round of watching Steve play basketball was always fun to watch. I sat on the bleachers as I watched Billy taunt Steve. I removed my headphones from my head to listen in.
"Jesus, do you ever stop talking, man?" Steve shouted back. "Come on!"
Billy laughed in response. "What? You afraid the coach is gonna bench you now that I'm here? Or are you scared that smoking hot girl of yours is gonna find another man to keep her company?"
I am starting to wonder why everyone drags me into their conversations.
Billy looked over at me with that classic smirk, which caused Steve to also look over at me. My eyes were only on Steve, but I didn't have time to warn him as Billy shoved Steve to the ground and threw the basketball into the hoop.
Steve laid on the ground as Billy walked over and held out his hand.
Don't accept it, Steve. Don't accept-
He accepted it.
Billy said something to Steve before shoving him back down and walking off.
I got off the bleachers and walked over to Steve to help him up.
"Hey, you okay?" I asked.
"Fine." Steve squared his shoulders after he stood.
"Don't listen to him. He's just being an asshole." I brushed the hair out of Steve's eyes.
"You're distracting me." He stated.
My hand dropped to my side. "What?"
"Look, I love having you here, but he's just gonna keep throwing winks and saying things about you and it's only getting me more riled up." Steve explained.
"I'm distracting you? Maybe you should get your head in the game, Steve. You asked me to be here for support and I am, but now you wanna throw me out because I'm being noticed?" I asked, trying to understand the full picture.
"I didn't mean it like that-" Steve began.
"Whatever, Steve." I rolled my eyes and walked out of the gym. He went into the showers and I waited for him in the hallway as he was my ride home.
I leaned against the wall next to the door as I watched someone walk by. It was Billy and he was alone. I was ready to speak up first, but he spotted me and beat me to it.
"Athena, right?" He smirked, leaning against the wall. "I didn't think that dress was your style the other night. I like you better like this."
"Look, I don't know what kind of hotshot you think you are, but if you keep messing with Steve, I will knock you on your ass, you understand?" I glared.
"What if I told you I'd like that?" He whispered, stepping closer.
"Then I'd say you're insane." I replied.
"Oh, you have no idea." Billy's eyes looked me up and down. "When you want a real man to show you just how good life can be, sweetheart, you know where to find me."
With that, he pushed off the wall and walked backwards, giving me one final wink and leaving the school.
I glared at his retreating figure. Oh, how much I would like to stick my spiked bat right up his-
"Thena." Steve's voice broke me out of my violent thoughts.
I ignored him and walked forward. "Let's go."
I was still upset at him for thinking I'm 'such a distraction'.
-
Steve pulled up to my house after our silent ride home.
"Thena." He tried again.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Steve." I got out of the car.
"I love you!" He called.
"I love you, too." I replied, still walking towards my house.
"How was school?" Mom asked, grabbing the cat food as I entered the house.
"Fine." I replied.
"Athy, what happened?" Mom looked at me as she walked over to Mews' bowl.
"Just...a lot of schoolwork." I shrugged.
Mom gave me a smile as she poured the cat food. "Have you seen Mews?"
Now that I think about it, I didn't see her this morning.
The door opened and I looked over as Dustin came home.
"Hey, Dusty!" Mom smiled.
"Hi, hey. Hey, Mom. Hey, Athena." Dustin greeted.
"Everything okay?" Mom questioned.
"Yeah, everything's fine. Yeah." Dustin replied, walking to his room.
"Both my kids always look so stressed." Mom muttered.
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The Babysitters ♡ Steve Harrington
FanfictionAthena Henderson thought she lived in a normal world. She was wrong. When her brother's best friend goes missing, she starts to realize life may not be what she expected. But once her best friend also goes missing, she's determined to find out the...
