Its Klance but Shapshifter AU

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  It was the first day of Junior year when I noticed him. That tan skin and chocolate brown hair. The new kid from Cuba.
  I didn't know how I felt about him. He was kinda cocky and a bit of a show-off. He made friends quickly which I couldn't say for myself. It took me till my sophmore year to find my ONE friend. Shiro. He was a senior and would be leaving next year, which I was kind of sad about.
   But as long as Shiro had known me, he still didn't know my huge secret that not even I knew about. I could shapeshift. It was a thing I discovered around middle school. I just thought of the thing I wanted to be and I kind of melted into that form. I didn't use it much and never ever told anyone about it. I'm already thought of as weird anyways.

  But this boy seemed to be everywhere I was. He was in almost all my classes. Which was very annoying since he messed around a lot in class.
   I walked over to the spot I met Shiro at in the mornings. The foggy morning didn't keep me from being able to see this Cuban goof-off mess around. How could one person have so much energy in the morning?
  "Hey Keith!" Shiro said, waving at me.
   "Hey Shiro." I said back. He handed me a coffee.
   "Thank you." I said. He nodded.
The tall teen looked at me.
   "Who are you staring at?" He asked.
   "What? No? No one? Why would I be staring at anyone? I hate everyone." I said.
   "You're aggressively glowering in that direction." He pointed with his finger towards the brunett teen.
   I stayed silent. But continued to glare in that direction.

   It was after a while I started getting more and more aggrevated at this boy. Who did he think he was? He acted like he owned the place. At one point in math class he sat on my desk and talked to his large friend who's name I did not know nor bother to care about.
   It was PE when I finally snapped.
We were doing some free time when the cocky little son-of-a-gun tried to out dribble me with a basketball. I just wanted to walk peacefully, not have my personal space invaded.
   "Hey Mullet?" He said, smirking at me. "You think you're better at ball than me?"
   "No I don't. Go away." I said flatly.
   "Oh C'mon! You're no fun." He complained.
   "Exactly."
   "What? You scared you're gonna lose to the new kid?"
   I stopped walking. I had, had enough of this cocky kid.
  I turned around and grabbed the ball from him. I saw a brief look of surprise on his face but it quickly turned to confidence. People started to gather around the court, waiting to see the quiet weird kid vs the new kid.
   "How are we playing? One v one? Around the world? Pig? Horse?" I said angrily.
   "I was thinkin' one v one, but if that's to hard for you..." He said. I threw the ball at him aggressively.
   "Its fine." I said. He winked at me.
    "Spunk. I like it." He said. I almost blushed but controlled my emotions. Was he? Flirting with me? No. No way. No he was trying to mess with me, make me all off so he can win. I settled on that and got ready to play.

   Needless to say. I won. He really didn't have a real chance. He was horrible at basketball. I didn't even know why he even bothered to ask me. But at some point, I think the last basket of the game, I tripped him, on accident. I made the last shot then grudgingly went back to help him up because I was a good sport.
   "Thanks man." He said, taking my hand. I pulled him up.
   "Youre surprisingly strong." He said.
   "Um thanks?" I said. He smiled at me and shook my hand.
    "Good game. It was fun." He said, before walking off to his friends and a couple of girls followed him and flirted with him.

   I got home later that day and spent my entire day thinking about that game. The more I thought about it, the more I got flustered. Then I thought, why am I getting flustered?
And that's when I knew, I had developed a small crush on him.
  "Uggggh emotions!" I said, flopping on my bed. "But he'll never like you back, Keith. You're a guy. He obviously likes girls."

   That's when I became a genius. What if I shifted into a girl? Would that work? Would he like me then?

   I sat on my bed and thought about it for a while. It might actually work out. Shiro was gone on an extended field trip for seniors. I don't have any other friends so it wouldn't matter. And I guess my normal self would just be absent? Or would the teachers even notice I was gone.
   All night I thought about the pros and cons of the situation.

In the morning,
I had my descion.

Author's Note:
Cool cool Idk if this is good and I should keep writing. I dunno y'all should I continue?  Anyways yeah I'm back I haven't been on here in a WHILE. but yeah thanks for not un- following.
- Root