Broken fingers //Voltron high school AU

Part 3: Too Many Eyes

The hallways were deserted. Everyone had already gone to class, and there was no one Keith could ask for directions. After a few minutes of wandering, and the help of directions on the paper Zarkon had given him, he found the right classroom, and opened the door without knocking. Immediately, every pair of eyes went to him. He swallowed down his sudden nerves. He had been told that showing fear was a sign of weakness and weakness got you killed. He put on a hard mask of indifference and glared at every pair of eyes that were on him.

"You must be Keith," said the teacher, drawing his attention from the students, "I'm Mr. Ulaz. Class, as some of you may know, Keith is our new student." He beckoned for Keith to enter, so he did, standing beside the teacher, his back slouched and one hand on his bag strap, the other in the pocket of his jeans. A few of the students stuck out. A girl with long platinum hair and bright, friendly eyes. A boy with the same white hair and the same eyes as the principal. He wondered if the boy was related to Zarkon, or the girl he'd looked at before. There was another boy, a bit larger, his hair dark and an orange head band wrapped around his head. He was eating a breakfast bar.

"Why don't you tell us all about yourself," Mr. Ulaz said, gesturing to the seated students. They all looked at him expectedly.

"There's not much to say," he shrugged, "I don't like quiet and my favorite food is bagels," he threw out the first two things that came to mind. They were simple and barely described him, but it was better then nothing.

"Alright," said Mr. Ulaz, "you can go sit there," he pointed to an empty seat in the back. Perfect. Keith didn't like to be looked at. Sometimes when he felt like there were too many eyes on him, he would do this thing where he went silent and cold and showed no emotions. He could feel himself doing that now, as eyes tracked him to the back of the room where he sat, his bag on the floor beside his foot, and propped his chin on his hand. The teacher went back to role call, and Keith entered his mind. He ignored the kids that would occasionally glance over their shoulders at him, and the ones who would flat out stare. Keith met each of their eyes with cold hated.

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Lunch was a time Keith had been dreading. Skipping the lunch line, he got a bag of pretzels from the vending machine and went to the outdoor area. It was still warm enough that they let kids outside. He took a seat on a stone ledge, somewhere amongst the other outcasts, and put on his headphones and listened to Seasons in the Abyss. The other miners had each other. They had friends, groups, within themselves. Keith was truly alone. He hadn't talked to anyone other then teachers the entire day, and that had only been when they'd asked him questions. Now, he had no one, and yet people were still staring. Still, he met their gazes with hostility.

Keith didn't notice the girl that came up to him until she talked. She was short, her hair just brushing the nape of her neck, and big round glasses covered her face. She wore a green hoodie over a t shirt that said "vintage" and had a picture of a gameboy, and plain shorts that were too big for her.

"Hi," she said, holding out her hand, "I'm Pidge," she smiled slightly. Keith took her had and shook it, raising an eye brow.

"Keith. Can I help you with something?" He asked, taking off his headphones.

"Yes you can," she smiled proudly, "my brother told me you'd be joining our school and that you were a friend and his friend. So I thought I might as well talk to you since anyone that Shiro's friends with must be cool." She looked at Keith expectedly. He slid down off the ledge and stood, leaning against it instead. He was still at least a head taller then her.

"Well Pidge, you've talked to me. Is there anything else you need?" He asked. This was a pity friendship she was offering. Keith couldn't help but be skeptical.

"There is something else I need," she nodded, ignoring the sarcasm in Keith's voice, "I'd like you to come sit with us," she smiled, her eyes bright.

Keith sighed. It's not like he had anyone else to talk to. "Alright," he said "fine."

Note: sorry that was a short chapter. I felt like it was getting kinda repetitive so I stopped. Hope y'all enjoyed.