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In this au......
Pidge is a gymnist, she is friends with Allura who is one of her classmates in her gymnastics class and school, and Hunk as her coach.
Lance is a figure skater who is friends with his sch...
KEITH'S POV ============== Ever since Lance met with Pidge, he's been crazy about her. I mean, she's all he ever talks about. But I understand, I watch enough movies to know that.
Today was a monday, and when class ended, I decided to hang out with Lance. You know, like usual friends do. So I called him
CHAT MODE
Keith: Hey Lance? Wanna hit the park or the rink?
Lance: Sorry bro, I'm out with Pidge again. Hope you're ok with that.
Keith: Oh yeah, I dont mind. You two go ahead.
Lance: Thanks Keith.
*call ended*
STORY MODE
Well, looks like I'm going to the park alone. And thats what I just did. I went home to change out of this uniform and get my skate board, then left to the park.
I was sitting at a bench alone. I did'nt know what else to do so I took out my headphones and just played some tunes.
While I was just sitting there doing nothing but listen to music. I saw a familiar face.
It was Shiro, and he was with another guy I did'nt recognize. "Hey Shiro" I greeted as he passed by me.
"Oh Keith, hey. Let me introduce Curtis. My husband" (yes he is gay and its cannon) Shiro said
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Wait a minute......... HUSBAND!?!?! Does that make my coach gay? "Husband? So you two are married." I asked.
They both showed me thier wedding rings. Ok, I guess my coach gay. "Well, I wont get in the way." I said putting my headphones back on. Shiro and Curtis happily walked off, looking so, happy together.
I really wonder what its like, you know, to like someone. Someone who will be with you. Someone to love. But thats the last of my priorities. I've been handling things myself just fine. Besides, relationships are pretty complicated and unpredictable. Thats why I prefer to stand alone.
Just then, a lady with dark skin and white hair came up to me. (Allura) She looked rather pretty. But I see pretty girls all the time, like in magazines and commercials. So it was'nt that big of a deal. But there's something off. She looks.............really familiar.
"Um, excuse me?" She asked me politely. "Yeah?" I said putting down my headphones. "Can I sit here, all the benches are full and I'm meeting someone. He told me to wait in this area." She said.
It was'nt a big problem so I said "sure" and moved over a bit so she can sit. "Thanks" she said sitting down.
There was an akward silence between us for a while until she said "is it just me or do you look familiar?" She said out of no where.
