Tfa highschool reader is having a hard time moving around because of her knee brace and crunches
Okay, it sucked to have your knee packed up like Monday's lunch, and moving with the crutches was a chore.
Not that you minded, you were in great shape thanks to basketball practices, but you were getting sick of everything being so difficult.
You cursed under your breath as you made your way towards the elevator because God knows why, you somehow had all your lessons on the third floor...
Only to see that the elevator was out of use.
"Ugh, what kind of a school is this!?" You cursed the bad design, followed by curses at the broken elevator. You couldn't miss the classes, you would otherwise get a mark on your records!
You cursed as you made your way towards the busy stairs, but before you got far, you heard a familiar voice coming from behind you.
"Sweetheart?"
"Ah," You smiled for the first time that day as you turned around and addressed your boyfriend Optimus Prime, "Hi OP."
"What happened!? Why is your leg patched like that!?"
"Oh you know, girl stuff and such," You talked around, not really wanting to relive the moment when you actually did hurt your knee.
Optimus frowned as he looked at you, "We have lessons on the top floor, why aren't you using the elevator?"
"Damn thing is broken, like everything else in this school is...!" You cursed quietly and Optimus nodded quietly, "I guess that leaves me no choice."
"What-?" You were about to ask when your boyfriend suddenly picked you up like you were a damsel in distress and started to carry you up the stairs.
"Optimus, put me down, this is-! Oh, hey, this is actually pretty nice..." You smiled as you were carried like a princess to the top floor.
As your loving and strong boyfriend put you down to your desk at the classroom, you smiled happily, "Thanks."
"Anytime my sweetheart. Just tap my shoulder when you want me to take you back down." Optimus said and you smiled as you nodded, "I will. Thank you OP, you are amazing."
The young Prime smiled as he took his seat behind the classroom and your earlier bad mood was ancient history as you drew little hearts at the corner of your notebook.