Friends With Benefits {Klance High School AU} - Discontinued

Chapter 10

Monday
Lance's P.O.V.

I ignored everyone on my way up to the attic, my bedroom, and collapsed on my bed. I unbuttoned my jeans and slid out of them after unzipping them. I had been wearing them for far too long. I kicked them off my feet and rolled onto my belly, face pressed flat into my covers. I moved my head onto it's side after a while because I had some trouble breathing.
I eventually fell asleep to my own thoughts.

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Tuesday

I had to walk to school today because my brother needed to run errands with the car. I didn't mind. It was rather refreshing to walk. Though, it was hot outside and I was getting sweaty. I hope I don't smell.

I was almost at school. Once I get there, I'll try to air my pits out and i'll spray some fragrance, it'll be fine.

When I got to school, I rushed to the bathroom and took my jacket off. I sniffed in the pits of my jacket. They smelled normal. So i patted my armpits dry with some toilet paper and fanned the pits of my shirt with my hands. I rubbed some deodorant on under and over my shirt to cover the smell. I sprayed a few sprits of my coconut and sandalwood perfume on and put my jacket back on. I examined myself in the mirror before leaving and making my way to my locker.

I shoved my bag inside and and took my books out that I would need for my first class. I decided to make my way to my class already, and sat down when i saw the door was opened.

Not many people came in until after the bell rang. I turned my head over to my right when i heard someone sit down beside me so I could see who it was.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Uh... just sitting here," Keith responded.

I smile softly. He's cute. I but the inside of my cheek and looked away.

This felt awkward. We both just sat there, keeping amongst ourselves doing nothing but sit there.

Our AP Chemistry teacher finally walked in the classroom and sat at his desk, organizing a few things.
He usually lets everyone talk amongst their peers for a few minutes before he starts our lesson, regardless of him always being late and everyone having time to speak while waiting for him to show up.

After the teacher finished marking everyone who was here as present, he began with our lesson. "Open your text books to page two fourteen please."

I glanced over at Keith who was sitting awkwardly. I tapped on his desk with the eraser-end of my pencil to get his attention. He swiftly turned his head to look over at me. He had his eyebrow raised as if asking what I needed or why I just did that.

I leaned over towards him and whispered, "Do you not have a textbook yet?"

Keith shook his head and rubbed his arm awkwardly.

"Sir?" I spoke up.

Our teacher focused on me. "What is it, Lance?" he asked, clearly annoyed.

He probably assumes I'm going to ask to go to the bathroom because it's "all I ever do" according to him.

"He needs a text book." I stated, gesturing towards Keith.