Their Stories (Voltron Oneshots)

Somebody - Kidge.

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"somebody I'm not" Keith gently song the last part before he sat just holding his guitar and looking to the ground. He often came to the old park after school and would sit on the wall around the grass area. Just singing the songs he wrote and playing the tones on his guitar wondering if he ever become a famous singer one day. His silky midnight black hair was tied in a low pony tail and his beautiful purple eyes shined in the street light reflection. His leather fingerless gloves and red jacket was his look. 

"its a little more depressing then your normal songs, what the meaning" A short girl with pale skin and pretty hazel eyes asked with a soft smile. She had soft hazel hair that ended at her shoulders and wore big nerdy glasses that hid her cute freckles. She was always sitting on the wall opposite the park path and just sat listening to him. 

"well it has one meaning to me but others might see a different meaning" He replied as he looked to her.

"well may i know the meaning for you, your songs normally have a nice warm meaning and well this one I'm not so sure" She smiled sweetly and stood up from her wall before walking towards him. 

"well i guess many see me as someone I'm not and just assume I'm the somebody they think. I haven't used the same type of words but i think it makes sense to me" He replied with a small smile and she giggled shocking him.

"well i like the somebody loner who sits on the wall every night singing away. I think he pretty cool and a little hot" She smirked making him chuckle.

"dont you have a life instead of watching this loner sing everyday" He asked and patted the part of wall beside him to let her sit down and she did. 

"not really, I dont have friends and well my classmates dont really like me. At least here i get to hear your lovely songs before going to an empty house" She sighed and glanced to his guitar letting a smile form on her lips. 

"ah so your a loser like me" He grinned and she nodded before they both laughed. 

"well does this somebody have a name" She asked with a soft smile and faced him.

"Keith, what about you" he smiled gently.

"Katie" She smiled brightly and he just smiled at her. 

"well Katie, if you come here only to listen to me sing, do you have a favourite song of mine" Keith asked as he turned back to his guitar. 

"hey brother" She smiled sweetly and he started playing the tone before singing. (Lets just pretend Keith wrote the song 'hey brother').

She listened with her head resting on his arm as he played and song the song she loved by him. Then the next day came and she sat beside him instead on the other wall. Each day he would sing one of his songs before talking with her. The two grew closers as days turned into weeks before months. Soon a year has passed and they both became eighteen.

"so" Katie asked with a bright smile as she turned to him knowing he was hiding something.

"a producer scouted me. they want me to sing for them and i even have a placed book for my first concert" Keith smiled sweetly and Katie smile grew.