Love And Devotion

Summary: After Pete finds his best friend Jimmy beaten up by the Greasers, he wants to stand up for him. When he demands to speak to Johnny Vincent, Pete ends up working for the greasers! Will love eventually blossom between the peachy pink shirt and the greaser king?

PAIRING: Pete x Johnny

Takes place in the chapter 'Love Makes The World Go Round' of course.

CHAPTER ONE

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Pete Kowalski sat by the lighthouse with his best friend, Jimmy Hopkins.

"You know, I really hate those stupid trust-fund douche bags," Jimmy said, tossing rocks into the lake.

"Yeah, I know right? The preps are so annoying," quiet Pete said. "Good thing you put them in their place."

"Yeah, now those try hard Grease-balls are next," Jimmy said, pounding his fist into his hand. "They're real bullies too, I gotta make sure that they leave people alone. I saw one of them harassing this old lady once."

"You gotta be careful, Jimmy. The greasers are really tough, you know."

"Whatever. I'm not scared of a bunch of dumb 50's freaks," Jimmy said, standing up and walking away.

"Wait, Jimmy? Can I come?" Pete squeaked.

"No, Petey. You don't wanna get involved in this." Implying that Pete was too weak.

Pete frowned as Jimmy walked away. He always wanted to go on adventures with Jimmy and get involved with all the action. But unfortunately, he was too weak, and everyone saw him as a girl.

Whatever, he thought. Maybe next time.

Pete ended up doing nothing but sitting by the dock, thinking. Just thinking.

Soon, he heard moaning coming from under the dock. He widened his eyes and slowly peeked.

"Oh, Gord...stop it!" Lola, that one girl in the greaser clique moaned. Gord, a prep, was kissing her neck.

"Lola...you're so naughty! My daddy definitely wouldn't approve..." He said in his faux british accent, pulling her closer.

Pete gulped and reddened. He'd never been in a relationship before, it made him uncomfortable just seeing other people kissing or making out.

Sometimes, he was curious what it would be like to be in a relationship. Go on dates, hold hands...

But alas, he was single. He expected to forever be.

Soon he heard different moans coming from behind him. He turned to see Jimmy beaten up bad.

"Hey Jimmy, you okay?" Pete rushed over.

"Yeah...stupid greaseballs..." He sighed in pain. Pete never seen him so injured before. He thought Jimmy Hopkins could handle anything and everything.

Pete stood up. "Nobody hurts my friends like this! I'm gonna talk with those dumb oily scumbags!"

"No, Petey...don't..."

"You're my friend! Nobody does this to my friends!"

"Petey, stop...you'll get yourself killed..."

"No, Jimmy. This time...this time I'll show 'em!" He ran off to catch a bus to New Coventry before Jimmy could say anything else.

Pete got off the bus and looked around New Coventry.

He saw a guy in a denim jacket with dark hair holding a baseball bat, talking to another guy in a leather jacket.

"Um...excuse me..." Pete said nervously. Aw, Petey! You have to be fierce and confident!

"What's it to you?" Leather jacket asked in a half confused half threataning manner, in the authentic greaser accent, chewing on his gum.

"I need to speak to your leader!" Petey said louder, puffing up his chest as he tried to look tough.

Denim jacket glared. "Whadd'ya need Johnny for?" He asked, in a greaser accent as well.

"My friend Jimmy almost died because of you greaseballs! I need to talk to Johnny to..."

He shook his head. "Just...don't beat Jimmy up so bad!" He decided on saying. "Or...or I'll fight you!"

Leather jacket laughed, punching denim jacket in the arm. "Lefty, we gots a bodyguard here."

Lefty laughed too. "Hey, Vance, should we get Johnny out here?"

"Yeah, then Johnny can beat up this little pipsqueak." Vance said. "You're speakin' to the boss, kid."

Pete gulped. He never seen their leader, and was scared he'd be giant and ugly and scary.

He stood, waiting for Lefty and Vance to get Johnny Vincent.

"He's here," Pete heard Vance say as he turned, eyes widening.

Johnny Vincent was no beast at all. He was intimidating in a way that was kind of...likable. He had dark hair, deep brown eyes and a slight build, and was kind of handsome too...

Pete looked down so he wouldn't get distracted. Johnny was intimidating him.

"What do you want, kid? I'm doin' important business at the moment, so hurry it up." Johnny said, annoyed.

"Um...Jimmy's beat real bad that he's bleeding and stuff...so...can you maybe not be so hard on him? He just wants the bullying at this school to stop, after all..." Pete said. Gosh, Johnny was so darn cool. He couldn't even look him in the eye.

"Kid, I couldn't give two shits about Hopkins. Leave now or expect your blood on my jacket in less than a minute." Johnny said, checking his watch.

Pete gulped. "Please...Jimmy's my friend. Beat me up, I'm used to it. Just leave him alone...he's already got enough problems with Gary Smith." When Pete realized it was no use, he turned to walk away. But he turned around again. "Is Lola Lambardi your girlfriend?" He asked Johnny.

"Yeah, yeah she is. And I love her a lot, y'know? Why?" Johnny seemed annoyed but interested.

Pete turned back. "I saw her with that prep, Gord, under the dock," he said, eyes downcast as he shrugged and walked away.

Johnny's right eye twitched, as he clenched his fists. "Don't worry, Johnny. He's probably lyin'," Lefty reassured.

"Hey kid, wait." Johnny called out. Pete turned reluctantly as Johnny walked over. "I'll leave your buddy Hopkins alone, and leave alone everyone else you want us to leave alone too. On a condition."

Pete gulped. "Um...what is it?"

Johnny tapped his chin. "You work for us, now."