"I'm so sorry!"
"This was all my fault"
"I should be suffering right now: not you."
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Keith groaned as he pulled the blankets over his head. The ear-splitting sound of his alarm was enough to ruin his day so far. He'd forgotten to turn it off in the summer break, so a reminder hit him that school would start again in a month or two.
Even though he was a genuinely good student with plenty of friends, he hated high school. The overloads of work that was set, the constant crap pouring out of the teachers' mouths, even the annoying gangs littered around the area. Just the atmosphere made him completely uncomfortable; he'd had a bad past with most of his time there.
The boy never expected to stay for that long. His parents always moved him from place to place and he'd stopped trying to make friends before the age of thirteen. He just saw no point in having platonic relationships with people when he would just leave them anyway.
Until he moved here.
There were no drastic changes for him. It was all just the same thing: move to another state, unpack, stay for a month or two and then be on the road again. But this time they didn't leave; he didn't believe in his parents promises to stay in that state.
So Keith was forced to make several friends, which he did. There were a few: a boy named Hunk, who was quite big-boned and had tufts of hair sticking out from some strange headband he wore; Pidge, who was quite small for their age, hated when people called them a 'she' and always wore green; then there was Lance.
Lance was an... interesting persona.
The teenager was so cocky and self-centered, flirted with almost every girl he'd see and was very, very, VERY over dramatic. He made Keith want to tear his own hair out. There was only really one exception for the boy's behavior.
But Keith always pushed that moment away, refusing to believe that the boy he'd met three years ago (the one with the sparkle in his eye as he showed Keith around the building) was this Lance.They were downright rivals at that moment in time thanks to Lance's irritating attitude.
Keith...; he didn't really care. He went on with life anyway, ignoring the nonstop struggle that was Lance.
The raven-haired boy dragged himself out from under the covers, he couldn't fall asleep now; not with Lance running through his head. Even the thought of him aggravated Keith. He'd spent the past few years with him, why did it seem like he hated Lance so much? Because he didn't.
Keith did not hate Lance, in fact he loved him (as a friend). He wanted nothing more then for them to not be complete enemies, but actual friends.
Yes, he knew that they were indeed friends, how else could they stand being within three feet of each other? It just seemed as though they were very distant and although this distance was closed by him and Pidge and him and Hunk, the gap still seemed to be there with Lance; Keith didn't want this. Keith just wanted them to be close, to understand one another but alas this would not be achieved in the near future.
Or so he thought.
The boy slyly creaked open his door, the white paint peeling off the wood, and trudged to the kitchen. Just down the stairs was the kitchen, the fridge was calling to him; he just knew it. He jammed open the cold dungeon for food and grabbed the milk, shutting the door before getting the box of cereal hidden within the cupboard. He debated whether or not to put the milk in his bowl first, just to annoy him enough to get Lance off his mind. Soon he decided not to and poured in the cereal, creating a mountain of crunchy goodness then added the milk.
As he munched on his breakfast, he thought about calling Pidge and Hunk to come over. Deciding to only call Pidge (if he'd called Hunk, Lance would've joined him), he gulped down the remaining mush and milk. His rushing actions resulted in the white liquidy substance trailing down his grey shirt.
"Damn it!" he mumbled to himself, sniffing the fabric which the milk had stained, "It's gonna stink, I have to wash it." Throwing his bowl and spoon into the sink, he raced to his bedroom. First he teared off his dirty shirt and tossed on the ground before quickly grabbing a new one. "This'll work for now." he stated bluntly.
Buzz.
He reached for his phone (which was spazzing out from messages) and looked through the group chat.
_pidgeontrash101_ (Pidge)
hey lol I'm heading over to Keith's house, anyone wanna come??
foodislife-- (Hunk)
Why wasnt I invited??? :((
_pidgeontrash101_
idk lol but u can come w/ me if u want
foodislife--
Ok!! :DD
_pidgeontrash101_
hey lance wbu??
xBlueLionKingx (Lance)
yeah sure why not lets go crash at keiths place!!!
Crap.
Keith felt betrayed by Pidge, he trusted them, he put his faith in them: only to be let down.
Now he had to spend a while with Lance.
Not just that, but all his friends were going to make him feel terrible for not inviting them.
At this rate he might as well have invited Shiro and Allura (which he wouldn't have minded considering Shiro was pretty freaking hot and Allura was a kind and gentle soul... most of the time). It was a good thing his parents weren't home, he'd doubt they let him have this many people over... it was only three but that was still quite a lot for them to handle. In the midst of all this thinking and mentally stabbing himself and Pidge, he realized that his house was very messy. It also smelled of dead rats and vomit.
He had to clean up.
So he did, actually a lot in the time span he was given. His sofa's were now clear of dirty clothes, the dishes were done, little details were organized neatly in a small box to hold remotes in the middle of the coffee table and everything else seemed perfectly clean from his perspective.
His own choice of outfit was mostly fitting for the occasion so all he really had to do was wait for them to come over.
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Okay Well, that's the first chapter done. I know this probably wont get toooooooo popular but I'm hoping it gets some reads. and votes. and comments. I APPRECIATE COMMENTS VERY MUCH <33
sorry. Also idk what i was doing with the text names. and pidge is gonna get their own backstory. I live for non binary Pidge. >///<
Yay I ship klance and shite.
so yeah. see you next chap??? idek??
-whitey
