Just a simple love story for the babysitter who won our hearts, Steve Harrington.
Chapter One: The Assignment
"Ah, yes, Mr. Harrington, you will be patterned with Miss. Taylor." Mr. Olin smiled and waved the piece of paper with their names on it in the air. "Now, for this assignment, you will have to write a five-page essay on Romeo and Juliet and their unfortunate demise. Sounds fun, no?" Steve rolled his eyes and shifted his attention towards Katie Taylor, a short but bubbly brunette. She smiled sheepishly at him, then quickly turned her focus back towards whatever Olin was rambling on about now. It was his senior year and yet he was still doing dumb, meaningless assignments that have no relation what so ever with the real world. Steve definitely had a nasty taste of the real world a few months ago when a freaking shadow monster tried to take over Hawkins. Even though Eleven had closed the gate, he kept his trusty bat in the trunk of his car under a couple of heavy blankets.
Suddenly, Steve was jolted out of his daydreaming when Murray, the rat-faced kid who sat behind him, poked him in the square of his back. Startled, he looked behind him and quickly caught the folded note Murray chucked in his direction. Quickly he unfolded it and read: "Meet me after class to discuss our essay. – KT". He smirked, happy that his partner was ready to work on it. Perhaps she might do most of the essay and let Steve sit back and relax. It was senior year, after all. It was Katie's too, but she seemed like a decent student who did not let senioritis get to her. He glanced over in her direction and began to notice things that he hadn't seen before. Her hair was pretty, a dark brown with glints of red every time the sun shined in through the window. Her eyes were a stark green, which stood out against her pale freckled skin. Her smile though, that was the real kicker. She seemed to smile with her eyes, and it lit up her whole face. Steve sighed, he had seen that somewhere else before.
Nancy. Shit. He still couldn't get her out of his head. He knew that he wasn't right for her, and let her go. He had done it angrily, but he had indeed let her go. Instead, he turned into a freaking babysitter and got his ass kicked for a kid he barely knew. Anyways, babysitter Steve had turned into a part-time gig, especially with Dustin. He liked the little shit, even if he didn't admit it. It was kind of awkward hanging around Mike, with Nancy and all that. However, Jonathan and Steve had become decent friends; they liked the same music. Steve still felt pretty shitty about breaking Jonathan's camera a year or so ago, and even though he bought him a new one for Christmas last year, he gave Jonathan a nice camera. He and Jonathan pretty much ignored the whole Nancy subject, but Steve had a suspicion that they had hooked up while they were MIA. That was fun to deal with, especially since Billy the jackass found out. Steve was cheated on by a girl he ditched everything for, and he quickly found himself alone. Whatever, he doesn't necessarily need anyone. However, this Katie chick could be promising.
The bell rang, sending everyone scrambling for their belongings and rushing towards the door. Steve hung back, waiting for Katie outside of the classroom door. She smiled as she approached, and Steve noticed how small she truly was. He wasn't tall himself by any means, he was just barely short of 6 feet. But he definitely had ten or so inches on this girl. Her persona made her seem larger than life; she was hyper and bubbly. Her body looked muscular, she had solid thighs and arms that could probably beat the shit out of him if he stepped out of line. Katie was known for being a feminist, whatever that means.
"Hey, so I see you got my note." She said, smirking at him. He noticed that her smile was crooked, the right side of her mouth turned upwards more than her left.
"Yeah, I did," Steve shrugged, trying to play it cool. "So what were you thinking about for this project?"
"Well, five pages is pretty brutal, especially with it being the April of our senior year. So, we should probably start as soon as possible before I lose interest." She shook her head and chuckled to herself. She then looked up at him for his reply.
"Yeah, Olin's such a hoser. I'm free tonight if you wanna start now." Steve offered, however, he didn't really mean it. Who wants to start an essay the day it's assigned? Katie's eyes light up, and Steve silently cursed himself. It was Friday night, and he basically just asked her on a date while revealing that he had no plans for a freaking Friday night.
"I could probably rearrange a couple things, how does 7:00 sound?" She was obviously trying to play it cool, but Steve knew every trick in the book. He decided to throw her a bone and accept. Whatever, she seemed like a decent girl.
Great. Now he had an essay to work on on a Friday night with an overly excited partner. He was irritated with himself, even though she was kind of cute…