“Yes I would love to,” her eyes lit up as she shoved clothing into her bag. “Hey this is a little off topic but where you going to college at.”
“I don't know I've applied for a few nothings come back though.” they sighed. “I still don't understand why I would be declined I've worked so hard to even get to the spot I'm in. Sorry I'm babbling where are you going.”
“Yale, for astrophysics, and you'll get in how can you not get in your Coleen Holt's daughter.”
“That doesn't help I don't want to keep living in her legacy I want my own achievements.” They had been thinking about this nonstop all summer.
“Pidge you are going to be a great scientist, with your own great achievements.”
“Lance,” Keith whispered, laying on the floor. “LANCE,” he whisper yelled after not getting a reply.
“Mmgh,” Lance murmured, sounding as quiet as a pin drop.
“I'm not sleepy,” he complained.
“What?” his voice made Keith's ears twitch at the loud sound. “Come lay up here,” his voice mumbled barely making the words out while he scoots over.
Keith wobbled over and flops onto the bed. Sliding underneath the blankets he snuggled upto Lance trying to obtain his lost heat. “Mgnahb,” Lance said half asleep.
“Yeah I get that. Can I go on your phone since your half asleep?” Lance nodded mind barely comprehending who was asking.
Keith went to Instagram, full of memes, edits, and some people's lives. Bored he checked if he had any other accounts, he did for his cat. Bored again he left looking for more enticing apps to fall back on, he had the basic things you would have for a teenage boy. Keith played some of the pointless games.
They bored him yet again, and sleep was still holding back. He went onto messages they were dead and pointless. He was about to just turn it off and creep into Lance's grip until Pidge messaged him.
Greentrea: We just landed and Matt's back in America
Keith was distraught, how could Matt be alive? Where did they travel too? What would Lance say back? He found no answers staring at the screen. He typed then deleted again and again.
Lancelot: How was the flight?
Pidge noticed immediately that it wasn't Lance who answered.
Greentrea: Yeah, So how was your weekend, willing to tell me who your with now
Lancelot It was good, I'm not with anyone
Greentrea: Then who's typing
Lancelot: Keith
Greentrea: What I thought Allura pulled tou two apart
Lancelot: Tried too, but it's whatever
Greentrea: Why are you at Lance's and on his phone
Lancelot: My mom is home for the Weekend and Allura wasn't home and James and I broke up. And he's asleep and i can't fall asleep
Greentrea: What why'd y'all break up
Lancelot: Because I think I've gotta a little crush on someone and I didn't want to be with him anymore
Greentrea: Oooohohohohoooohhhhhh Keef has a crush
Lancelot: Not a serious one
Greentrea: Sure~
Matt had gotten a nice shower at Allura's wanting to look nice before telling people he's alive. He walked into his parents home.
“Matt?” His father croaked.
He was eloped into a warm hug while feeling the warmth of the house. “Hi dad.”
They had spent the day together, Pidge missing another day of school. Everything was swell bringing a joy back into the small family that had been drained from them for a long time.
All was well until Matt bestowed the question upon the family “Where's mom?” his smile only fading after looking at his loved ones.
“Well she was sent away for work,” His beloved father replied.
“And no one's been able to reach her,” Pidge added no one reaching each others eyes.
“WHAT? WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING.”
“SAYS YOU WHO RAN AWAY,” Pidge protested. “This time we just have to wait, they said they've gotten some contact they can't just take her out of there even if she is alive.”
“She's fine guys, your mom is alive and well.”
K so I finally like wrote this again so yeet
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FanfictionI want you I'll colour me blue Anything it takes to make you stay Only seeing myself When I'm looking up at you -Troye Sivan In which a group of dysfunctional gay teenagers try at the game of love None of the characters are mine blah yep I own the s...