As the last bell rang, Keith and Lance picked up their binders, almost simultaneously, and left the room. Because of how close they were walking, many people started whispering around them.
"Keith? I know he's gay but for the new kid? Have you even seen the new kid do anything?"
"No, I don't think so, but I'm pretty sure he told Shiro that he's gonna try out for baseball."
"I saw his swooning and being oddly close to Keith at the Holt's party, maybe he likes him?"
"What if they're dating?" This comment inspired a gasp.
Lance and Keith kept walking, only stopping when they came past Lance's locker.
"I'll meet you at yours. It's closer to the door, right?" Lance questioned. Keith nodded and walked away.
When arriving at his locker, Keith locked eyes with a particularly unpleasant set. Nyma, complete with a sinister look on her face and vibes of annoyance.
"Keithy boy, why do you spend so much time with that new kid, Lance, is it?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure you shouldn't care about that. I did drop you like a sack of potatoes about a year ago, why are you still here?" Keith replied with the usual amount of sass. "How about you leave me alone, I'm not attracted to you."
"You might not be attracted to me, Keithy boy, but you are attracted to Lance, aren't you."
"That, my ex, isn't your issue." Keith said, putting his backpack on and walking up to Lance, who was down the hall.
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"What was that?" Lance questioned.
"My ex- actually, she doesn't even deserve that credit. A piece of trash." Keith replied, annoyance in his voice.
"Alright. Time to meet my siblings! All five of them!"
"Five! What?" this causing Lance to grab Keith's arm and not let him think by dragging him along with him.
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After arriving at Lance's house and pulling the door open, both Mateo and Veronica ran up to it. They both grabbed Lance's legs, asking for rides on his shoulders before seeing the other boy with him.
"Who's this?" Veronica and her big eyes looked up at Keith, who was looking down at her.
"Yeah. Who's this?" Mateo copied Veronica's actions, not knowing how to react.
Lance picked them both up, one in each arm, bringing them to their feet.
"This is Keith. He's here to work on a project. We'll be in my room." Lance said just as his mom walked in.
"Alright boys, do you want anything? Iced tea? Lemonade? I've been making sandwiches for dinner, do you want one?" Lance's mom questioned the boys, making Keith's face a bit paler.
"I think we're good, I'm gonna grab some iced tea, Keith?"
"Uh, yeah, I'm good. Thank you, though." Keith stuttered. After Lance left, he started charming the socks off Veronica and Mateo and continued to until Lance came back. Once again, Lance proceeded to drag Keith to their location by his arm, causing Keith to stumble up the stairs into Lance's bedroom.
Lance's bedroom was a small rectangle. Concert posters were taped to the white painted walls. A shelf was next to the window on the wider wall covered in baseball trophies and signed balls. He had a beaten up bat hung up above it. The bed had ten pillows in different shades of grey stacked on top of the checkered duvet. A salt lamp was next to a charging laptop on the bedside table. Lance sat on the floor, between the bed and the tv. He picked up a Nintendo Switch and put in the newest Kirby game.
"Red or blue?"
"Red." Keith replied, grabbing the red controller and sitting next to his crush.
a/n: enjoy how often these updates are, it might not be like this for much longer.
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