All Of Me (klance fan fiction)

The Cuban Boy

Hey! Your favorite dragon here XD this is my first Klance fic, and I honestly have high hopes for it! If I forget, I would reeaaalllyyy appreciate it if you could remind me to update hopefully once a week at the least! Thank you, and I hope you like the read.

~Dragon-sama
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Keith's POV
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*SLAM*
I groaned as my fist hit my alarm, and slowly got up for my hard school day. I scoot over to the edge of my bed and slid of, falling on my side.

"...Ow" I mumbled after a couple seconds. I rose slowly to my feet and glanced at the clock. 6:30 am. I noticed I had plenty of time, so I shuffled over to my closet slowly, selected a random shirt, then shuffled to my dresser. I grabbed boxers and pants and padded over to my bathroom, stripping of my clothes and throwing them in my basket.

I slowly got in the shower and turned the nob to hot, quickly getting in. I savoured the way the water warmed my skin, and stood there for a few seconds before getting my shampoo and putting some on my hand, slowly putting it in my hair. I rinsed it before doing the same process with conditioner. I quickly washed my body before turning the water off and putting a towel around my waist. I gathered my clothes and went back to my room, quickly putting on my clothes and getting my bookbag.

I go to my living room and right before I get out the door I grab my keys. I slowly walk down the quiet street and put earbuds in my ears, deciding to listen to twenty one pilots. I look to the sky, seeing the mix of blue, white, and hints of pink. I smile lightly and look ahead once more, seeing the high school ahead. My smile disappears to be replaced by a frown, a sigh escaping my lips.

"I hate school" i mumble, slowly walking into the long halls. I take a peek at my schedule to see my locker number as 58. I sighed in relief, knowing I won't have to go far to get to my locker. I get to my locker and open it, revealing my schoolbooks and other small accessories. I push up my glasses, then get a ponytail, putting my hair up in a small ponytail. I grab my books and use my foot to close my locker, and i walk quickly to my class, Korean.

I see the classroom is empty, so I go quickly to the back and sit down, grabbing a peice of paper and a pencil. I doodle on the peice of paper, quickly realizing I was drawing a dragon. I sketch out the main body, then move on to the outline. I decided to make a dragon that spits fire, so I decided specific pats of the body could burn without any problems. These areas I decided would be the top of the head and on the feet, near the heel. I thought it looked okay, so I went to grab my bookbag when I saw a boy sitting next to me, watching me. I jump, and clutch my hand to my chest.

"Oh my god!" I whisper yelled, scared out of my mind. I glare at him lightly, while he grins. I sigh while grabbing my bookbad and stuffing my drawing in a hidden pocket. This was apparently right on time because the bell rang. I set my bookbag down and looked at the teacher. She was a short teacher, who was slightly overweight in a pleasant way. She smiled brightly, and decided to start with announcements.

"Hello, class! Now today is interesting, because we have a new student! He is from Cuba, so his customs are probably different. Be nice! Now, Lance? Could you stand up to introduce yourself? Also, say something interesting about yourself!" She stated cheerfully with a bright grin. The tan boy named Lance stood and smiled back at her.

"Hi everyone, I'm Lance Mclain, and I love to sing!" He smiled brightly and sat back down. I glanced at him then looked back to the teacher in boredom.

*Timeskip brought to you by nerdy Keith!!*

I slowly walked to the cafeteria and went in line. I was slightly bored, so I played with the hem of my shirt, tugging at it while looking down. I pushed my glasses up a little bit and walked forward slowly with the line.

After I had gotten my lunch, I went to the corner and sat down, eating the disgusting pizza. I scrolled through my phone, seeing nothing eventful. I put it away, and soon afterwards I hear a tray plop next to mine, so I look over, surprised to see the Cuban boy from first period, smiling over at me. I smile back lightly and look down again, flustered.

"Hi, I'm Lance, what's your name?" He asks while smiling a huge grin. I look at him, a bit surprised.

"Uhm, m-my name is Keith... Nice to m-meet you..." I said while still looking down. He puts out his hand to shake and I take it, a little embarrassed. He smiles while putting his hands at his sides quietly.

"So, what do you like to do? I noticed your drawing earlier, and I thought it was so cool! I don't see how you can draw like that. Can you do anything else?" He asks excitedly, and my face flushed even more.

"Uhm, I-I guess I'm d-decent at g-guitar... I play more instruments... I can play some sports I guess... I can also cook okay.... Uhmm.... I t-think thats it...." I said, biting my lip. He looks at me really fascinated.

"Hey, do you know if there's a band room? I wanna hear you play something!" He said with a glint in his eye. I nodded quietly, and quickly got up to take him to the music room.

*Timeskip brought to you by not so flirty Lance*

I stuffed my hand in my pocket to get my master key, and unlock the music room. I step in, followed by Lance, to see many different instruments. I put my key back and went over to the piano, smiling widely. I sit down and put my hands to the keys, closong my eyes and playing a random tune in my head, making up the keys as I go.

After a few minutes, I stopped and opened my eyes, looking over to see Lance with an awestruck face.

"Your amazing!"

Amazing?

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Was it good?!?  I sure hope so, I worked hard,  and I was able to get about 1059 words not including the authors notes! :D I'm so excited for this, because I've wanted to write a klance fic for a while now. Well... I'll see ya later young fledgelings!!

P.S imma call you fledgelings