The Red Nerd [Klance]

Chapter 4: What Am I Feeling?

Keith shut the locker door. Huh, Lance didn't show up today.... Wonder why, maybe he's just running late or something. Wait, why am I even concerned for that idiot? He' nothing but trouble, I think.... Keith thought to himself, picking up his bag. He overheard some girls talking about Lance.

"Omg, did you hear that Lance changed lockers because of some new boy?" a girl whispered to her friends.

"I did! I heard that the new boy was sexually harassing him or something," another girl spoke, her hand covering her mouth.

"Mm-hmm, also I heard from some of the boys that Lance might be thinking of switching his schedule," a third girl said after taking a sip of her coffee.

Keith shook his head, his mullet slightly waving behind him. Don't listen to them Keith, they're not worth the time...... Lance wouldn't switch schedules because of that one little incident, would he?! The raven haired boy passed by the end of the hallway, as he did, he glanced at the boy standing in front of it. The boy was Lance. "Uh,"

"LANCE," Keith exclaimed wide-eyed.

"Oh, hey Keith," Lance responded, turning to look at the pale boy.

"Lance, why'd you switch lockers?"

"It's none of your concern...."

"Would it be weird if I told you, I kinda, liked sharing a locker with you?" Keith asked, flushing a warm pink on his cheeks.

"Huh,"

Keith smiled and nodded.

"No, cause I did too,"

~

Thursday||Office||12:28 p.m.

"You want to switch back to your old locker?" the front desk said, filing papers.

"Yeah, is that too much trouble for you?" Lance asked, fiddling with a pen.

"Of course not, let me just change it on the computer.....and there, you are officially set back in locker 324."

"Thanks a million," Lance smilied as he left the office.

He pushed open the door, wearing a bright smile when he reached Keith.

"How'd it go?"

"Oh just fine, locker buddy~"

Keith's face beamed up getting up to hug Lance.

Woah, am I hugging Lance? Never thought I would..... Keith thought to himself, his arms wrapped around Lance's shoulders.

Is Keith actually legitimately hugging me? Wow, I-I like it... He's, warm.... Lance thought to himself, enjoying the raven haired boy's presence in his arms.

"Get a room you two," Pidge said, leaning against a pole.

"P-PIDGE, WHAT THE FRICK?! HOW LONG WERE YOU STANDING THERE?!" Lance exclaimed, releasing Keith.

"Long enough to figure out that you two like each other," smirked Pidge, standing up straight.

"WE DO NOT LIKE EACH OTHER! Well, romantically. We're just, frie- Erm, acquaintances." Lance retorted, his face going red.

"You can say friends. I'll admit to that," Keith said, placing his hand on Lance's shoulder.

"Uh, correction, we're just f-friends,"

"Sure, alright. I believe you...." Pidge said, leaving the two boys. "Those two are so gay for each other.... They just don't know it yet," Pidge said to herself as she walked further away from them.

~

Thursday||Lunch||12:35 p.m.

The bell rang. The two boys shared a smile, and walked to the cafeteria. As they got in line, when they were grabbing for a fruit, their hands touched the same apple. Keith and Lance looked up at each other, flushing a bright red. Keith immediately pulled his hand away, taking another apple from the basket.

When the two guys reached an empty table where only Pidge was, they sat down beside one another. Pidge eyed them suspiciously, grinning evily.

"So, how's your guys' chemistry?" Pidge asked, scooting into her seat.

"Huh? Uh, we don't have chemistry..... We have science," Keith said, pointing at Lance.

Lance choked on his pizza, coughing a lot.

"L-lance, are you okay?!" Keith exclaimed, grabbing his hand.

"Y-yeah, the pizza just went down the wrong pipe....." fibbed Lance, wiping his mouth on a napkin. He knows that's not the kind of 'chemistry' she was talking about, right?!

"Oh, alright." Keith sighed in relief.

So gay~ Pidge thought to herself, smirking at her friends.

"What are you smirking about?" Lance asked his small friend.

"Oh nothing," Pidge replied, pushing her glasses up.

~

At the end of the day,

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow Keith," Lance said, waving his hand good-bye.

"Same here, Lance," responded Keith, smiling at the brown haired male.

I have his feeling inside my soul that's burning so much right now...... And I don't know what it is exactly, but I know it has something to do with that mullet head. Lance thought to himself as he walked to his house.

What am I feeling?! Why does my face burn up whenever I see Lance now?! I couldn't be bi or gay, if I were, Shiro would have kicked me out of the apartment of something by now...... No, it can't be love.....right? Keith thought to himself as he walked to the black car Shiro was waiting for him by.

"You okay, Keith?" Shiro asked, opening his car door.

"Huh, y-yeah. I'm just fine." Keith fibbed, pushing his glasses into place.

But he knew he wasn't, he couldn't get a certain Cuban male out of his head.