Pete was giggling. He had never felt this free in years and now he was giggling. It was a strange sensation. Instead of the fear and anxiety that had built up in his chest for the past year melted away. The silent sobs while alone in the boys dorm replaced with light, high-pitched giggles. Pete liked it. God he love it! The way it sounded to himself. The way it felt when it echoed back to his ears. He had never felt this happy in months. Not since Bullworth. Not since Gary.
Pete sat in the large garden that was behind the large stone house. Vines covered with exotic flowers, of every color climbed along the crumbling, gray rocks. Just behind those ancient walls were Pete's life. Rows of tulips, roses, hydrangeas, and many others. The garden was massive with different section according to color, and certain places for fruit and vegetables, came together into one massive color. Pete always thought it was like a rainbow, all the colors were one but still had their own authenticity at the same time.
Every color Pete could think of lied in his backyard. The lives of these little plants depended on Pete's care and the occasional watering from his mother. It was were Pete felt the safest, and the most at peace. He always felt content when tending to his plants.
Pete's dog, Violet, was running rapid with the garden hose with the intent to drench Pete with the cold water. Pete's light pink t-shirt was soaked, his shorts were covered in muddy paw-prints, and his dog was in worse shape. Violet, the Australian Shepherd, coated in mud. She kept jumping on Peter while still holding the garden hose in her mouth. Pete was giggling as she tried to lick his hand, but the hose would splash back in her face when she tilted her head back. When he decided that the mess she made was enough, Pete ran to the side of the house and turned the valve that controlled the hose. He grinned as his dog dropped the hose in disappointment.
He walked back around the house to the back boy kicked off his dirt covered sneakers and sat on the wooden deck. He thought he had deserved a break after working in the garden for most of the day. The sun made quick work of drying his clothes as he rested on the deck. His dog had tried to entice him in a game of fetch with an old tennis ball, but left him alone after the third time he shooed her away. He just wasn't interested.
Pete was almost asleep when he heard the sliding glass door open.
"Oh my! Petey! I hope that's mud and not fertilizer on you." His mother laughed. Pete opened his eyes, and for what felt like the thousandth time that day, giggled, and it was just as great as the first time.
"Nah, just mud. Violet got a hold of the hose when I was watering the tomatoes, She ran through the mud and well." He motioned to his clothes and gave her a sheepish smile. His mother smiled. She ran a hand through her short hair and looked across the garden. She loved this place almost as much as her son.
She sat next to her son, flattening the back of her red sun dress before sitting down.
"So, you ready to turn the big fifteen tomorrow? We were thinking about having it in the garden. Maybe in the center. We could set up some chairs, string up some lanterns, show off the entire place. We could maybe set up a little fountain. Maybe a chocolate fountain!"
The center of the garden would be perfect. Pete thought. The center of the garden was a large circle surrounded by apple trees and marigolds. It would definitely be a great spot for this big event.
"That'd be great! I already sent out invitations to my cousins and one to my friend Jimmy. I don't know if he can make it though. He said he might have to go to another one of his mother's weddings, but hopefully he can come. I would like to see him again. I haven't seen him since the last day of school."
He smiled fondly at the memory. He and Jimmy went around the school just hanging out. They played a few tricks, and messed with a couple of the littler kids. Jimmy mostly hit on girls while Pete apologized for his friends actions. Nonetheless it was a great day.
"That Jimmy is a real interesting character from what I have heard about him! I can't wait to meet him. Especially if he is the one trying to court my son." She laughed and patted his back. Pete's eyes went wide. His sexuality was no secret in there house, but he and Jimmy? No, it would never work. They were just friends, and Jimmy was dating Zoe a townie girl.
"Mom! He's not my boyfriend, he has a girlfriend! And no one says 'court' anymore. This isn't the 18 century!" He groaned. His mother just laughed and shook her head.
"I'm just joking sweetheart. Oh, and speaking of guests I invited our new neighbors. They have a son slightly older than you and I thought it would be a way to make a new friend. I don't remember his name. I told them they didn't need to bring anything, just show up with their son. I hope you don't mind." His mother glanced at him. He gave her a nod. He didn't want her to worry. She had constantly been nagging him about making friends. He had only talked about Jimmy, and that worried his mother. She didn't like him being alone all the time. She had constantly read about teens hanging and injuring themselves because they were being bullied and had no one to talk to.
"I don't mind at all. More people to show off the garden too." They shared a smile. They both knew the garden would be the real focus of their party. Pete always sat on the sidelines even on his own special day.
"Go get cleaned up, kiddo. We'll go shopping for decorations, food, drinks, and maybe even a new outfit for the occasion." She patted his head and went back inside.
Pete snickered. He could barely contain his excitement for the up-coming party.
Pete ran off to wash off the mud, thinking about how great of a time his birthday party was gonna be.
Hey there thanks for reading!
I plan to make this a multi-chapter story, and I do not know when I will update. Pete's mother is actually far more kinder than she really is in the game. Even though you never actually meet them in the game, but on his wiki page Pete's background story on how he was sent to Bullworth is that his parents wanted more "peace and quiet" around the house. So, I didn't make them as cold-hearted as they sound. Information on Pete and his story can be found here: wiki/Pete_Kowalski
And this story was originally typed on . Set a goal on how many words you want to type, when you reach that goal you're rewarded with a picture of kittens, puppies, or rabbits. I highly suggest checking it out. That's it for now!