boner // luke hemmings

the story of how we met

9 years ago

a small girl stood in the middle of the hallway, jittering with excitement. she had recently just moved to this town, right in time for the first day of third grade. she dressed in her cutest summer dress with her dark pigtails curled. elle knew this would be her best year yet.

"hi!" she yelled to every student passing by. "hello! how was your summer?" they all looked at her weirdly, wondering who the new freak was.

elle came to the empty end of the hallway, breathless from her greetings. she paused, hearing a light cry coming from around the corner. furrowing her eyebrows, the young girl tentatively stepped forward, careful not to expose herself.

three older boys, sixth graders, stood above a young boy, who was quivering on the ground. he cried silently as each boy took turns to kick him. they laughed menacingly, almost getting off on the young boys pain.

"get up, pussy!" the biggest of the older boys yelled. his black, greasy hair flickered in the sunlight. he licked his lips hungrily at the boy. "be a man! or are you too much of a wimp?" he burped, the other boys laughing along with him.

"good one, sean!" one of the other bullies yelled. both looked almost identical, elle couldn't decided which one said it.

"i bet i can do better." the other one grumbled. suddenly a loud, disgusting burp burst though his mouth.

the small blonde boy struggled to pull himself off of the ground when he noticed they were focused on a burping competition. elle watched with wide eyes as he grabbed the wall, finding the strength to stand on two feet, although she could physically see that it pained him to.

the bullies noticed too. as the biggest one smirked, elle gasped. he grabbed the young blonde boy by his shirt collar, throwing him back against the adjacent wall, the tiles around him crumbling. the blonde boy grunted in pain.

"what are you gonna do? huh, bitch? you gonna go tell mommy? tell big brother jack?" the bully snickered as the surrounded the young boy. his eyes snapped shut, knowing what came next. "well guess what, dipshit.  there's no one here to save yo-,"

the bully froze, his face distorting into an expression on pain. "my balls!" he squeaked, his voice raising a few octave higher than normal. he grabbed his bulge, falling to the ground in pain. the other two bullies and the young blonde boy watched the scene in shock.

behind him stood a tiny girl in a purple dress. she was breathing hard, her knee raised. her glaring eyes tore into the other two bullies, mentally ripping them apart. they both gulped.

"leave him alone!" she screamed, her tiny voice echoing off the hallway walls.

the two boys glanced at each other quickly, before bolting down the hallway.

the small blonde boy on the ground kept eyeing the unconscious bully, paranoid. his bright blue eyes slowly raised to the girl above him. now placed on her face was a sweet, comforting smile. directed at him. she stuck her hand out, offering.

he shifted in pain, staring at the girl's small hand. her nails were painted a bright green and he knew he would never see that color the same way again. she smelled like cherries. he slowly grabbed her hand, letting himself be pulled up by the grinning girl.

she giggled at the expression on his face. he was practically drooling in awe. the sun behind the girl began to shine and the girl lit up, still giggling. luke couldn't stop staring.

"hi," she whispered, biting her lip hesitantly, amusement in her eyes. "i'm elle. you know, your knight in shining armor and all that. no need to thank me."

luke grinned a toothy smile at the girl, realizing what she was doing. "hi." he whispered back. "i'm luke. your damsel in distress."