ｓｔｒｕｍ . {Klance highschool AU}

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After that argument with the teacher I was sent to after school detention.

I walked into the hallways and ignored all the people that stared at me. They could stare all they want. I'm used to this type of attention.

I kept my head low and my thoughts to myself. That would help me get into less trouble.

Hopefully the teacher doesn't notice the cratle in her desk that was caused by my fist. I'm pretty broke right now and I can't really pay for the damage.

Lance looked afraid of my sudden outburst. He also looked genuinely hurt that I said that working with him was already enough.

We were rivals since last year. He would always try to be better than me because he wanted to gain some kind of attention from that girl... What was her name? Oh, Allura.

But, his plan all of a sudden got switched up once Allura fell for Lotor after he became, I don't know, nicer?

But he still tries to be better than me. I didn't really mind. But one time he threw me off. Set me off course. He did something to my test to make me get a lower grade. He knew the test was important to me and how much it could affect me, so he took that chance to ruin it so he could be better.

He went up to me while I was walking in the hall and apologized. He said he was acting selfish. I couldn't control how I was feeling because of how furious I was with him.

"Hey, Keith. I said sorry. Did you listen to me or are your headphones too loud?"

I grabbed Lance by the shoulder and slammed him into the wall. "You knew how important that was to me! Shir-" My voiced choked on his name. "My brother wouldn't have been disappointed if I reached the standard he was looking for. I wanted to give him one last good grade after he leaves for the military. But because of you he's even more disappointed in me than ever!"

"I'm sorry, Keith! I didn't think of how personal it was to you. All I knew was that it was just... important... in some way."

He looked genuinely afraid. I could hear the panick in his voice.

I grabbed him by the head and slammed it against the wall. I tried not to be too hard on him, because he already apologized. But my hand left a bruise on his forehead. I let go of him and he touches his face and shoulder tenderly.

Lance winced in pain once he touched the bruise on his forhead. He gritted his teeth and looked at me with anger.

Lance scratched me on my neck and I yelp in pain, breathing heavily. My hand instinctedly goes to my neck and I look at my fingers.

They were dripping in blood and my pupils dialate to become smaller. My instincts tell me to hit him again but I refused.

I ran to the restroom to check out the scratch on my neck. It was deep, and dripping with blood. I was losing a lot.

I grabbed a tissue to stop the bleeding from going to my shirt or jacket. I didn't want to stain it. The tissue calmed down the rush but it still stung when touched.

I opened my backpack for some bandages. I found an extra large bandaid and opened it up, still holding the tissue against my neck. Once I got it open I placed it on top of the tissue.

I let go and I looked at my reflection in the mirror in front of me. I look like a mess and extremely stressed. My hair is untamed and my pupils are small. The concealer I used to cover up the mark on my face was fading.

I rumaged through my backpack once again to find the concealer.

The bell rang and I started to look faster.

"Come on, where is it?" I said. My hand finally hit the concealer container and I took it out. I reapplied the makeup to conceal the mark.

I ran out of the restroom, breathing heavily and hoping I'm not late to class. I walk in just as the bell rang and take my seat. I see Lance at the corner of my eye, and see him massaging his shoulder. He winced and pain every few seconds.

"Keith, why did you show up last minute?" The teacher asked suspiciously, observing my neck.

"I had to adjust something." I said, hesitating.

"Mm-hmm. Alright. What about you, Lance? What are you massaging your shoulder for?"

Lance took a gulp and glanced at me. I gave him a desperate look. He looked back at the teacher. "Nothing, sir. I walked into a wall while I wasn't looking."

I sigh in relief as Lance saved us a trip to the principal's office. He looked back at me and gave me a look of annoyance.

We both went our separate ways after that, not talking to one another. I still had his scar of scratching me on the neck but it's rarely noticeable. It's just a little bit darker than my skin, but I used concealer to cover it up.

When the teacher put us as partners I went insane just because, I don't really know how to express this, but I wanted his attention? I didn't even feel like he was enough. Heck, I didn't even mind that I got paired with him. I kinda felt... Happy. I was hoping I could get paired with him. I wanted to know how he was feeling after our little incident. I wanted to know if that affected him as much as it affected me.

I wanted to put aside our past and just start over. No more drama. I don't want any of that.

I want a fresh new start. To forget about everything that had happened in the past.