A Broken Past - [Keith X Reader]

𖣘 Exams? Aced! 𖣘

 A/N: not sure if I said this before, but this book WILL NOT follow the VLD series for the most part, so expect something different.
Thanks!

 Your POV 

My heart raced as I walked out the door to see my results.

"(L/N), looks like you did inherit his skills, 100%!"
I lightly sighed in relief as Iverson congratulated me. A few students started clapping and I nodded my head as I walked back to my seat.
I glanced over at Keith who was staring out the window, eyebrows slanted.
"Next, Kogane." Iverson looked up from his clipboard. Groaning, Keith stood up from his desk and completed the simulator.

I was frankly surprised to see he had gotten 100% marks, maybe Iverson is a pretty easy grader when it comes to the simulator. I'm sure other students started to realise that as well.

Iverson called up another student to the simulator, and yikes, she did not do well.

At all.

Iverson went ballistic on her! She didn't even wear her helmet! I felt kinda bad for her and I wanted to say something, but on the other hand I'm pretty damn scared of Iverson. It was everyone's first day too, some have never piloted before, which kinda made it unfair.

A few minutes later, class ended. I gathered my stuff and started to head out the classroom toward my locker.
"I'm so tired... I just wanna watch 1980's shows and fall asleep." I thought as I closed my locker door.
"Ah!" I exclaimed as I jumped, just noticing a figure behind me.

"Uh, you left this in class." It was Keith, the emo kid from Iverson's class. He was holding my pencil bag.
I lightly smiled, "Oh, thank you!" I said as I reached for the bag, only for it to be shoved towards me.
"Don't take this personally!" Keith walked off with his emo attitude.
"Jerk...." I muttered, picking up my pencil bag.
I turned around to head for the dorms, only to bump into someone else, but this time, they caught me.
"!Hola Señorita!" I looked up to see a Cuban male with blue eyes and tan skin.
"Oh, thanks..." I stood up, a light blush spread across my face.
"I'm Lance, but everyone calls me the Tailor." Lance flashed a Colgate smile at me.
Confused, I asked, "Why do they call you the ta-"
"Because he can 'thread the needle'" I was cut off by a short guy, or, girl? I don't know, I don't wanna assume.
"Thread the— oh wait what?!" Of course I thought of it the wrong way, but then I thought, "oh, this guy can sew. Cool?"
"Anyway, what's such a pretty girl like you doing talking to Keith?" Lance made a face at me.
"Keith? Oh it's nothing really, Lance." I turned around (again!) to go to the dorms.
"Hey, wait!" The short guy/girl/ person followed me. "Sorry about Lance, we don't really know what his problem is."
I laughed a bit.
"My names (Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N)." I held my hand out.
"Pidge, Pidge Gunderson." Pidge shook my hand.

"Hey wait! I didn't get her name!" Pidge and I looked to our left to see Lance and a big guy running toward us. I sighed in defeat as I waited for him with Pidge.
"Hey girl! Is your name Ariel?! Cuz we're merMAID for each other!" Lance struck a pose as I stifled a laugh of how stupid that was.
(A/N: LOL SORRY IF YOUR NAME IS ARIEL-)
"Actually, my names (Y/N).... not Ariel." I smiled awkwardly, I really am not the best at talking to people...

"Lance that's the fifth girl you've used that line on TODAY!" The big guy behind Lance raised an eyebrow as Lances eyes widened.
Pidge and I snuck away from them and went to the dorms.

"The guy who Lance was with is Hunk, trust me he's a good guy." Pidge chuckled.
"Oh, thanks for getting me out of there by the way. I suck at responding to pick up lines." I pulled out the key card to my dorm. I said my goodbyes to Pidge and walked to my room.
"A-21.. oh god I'm sharing. Please be a girl. Please be a girl." I hadn't been to my dorm yet, I had just gotten to the Garrison this morning.

I scanned the key card and walked into the room. It wasn't that bad! A nice living area, a spacious kitchen, two bathrooms and two bedrooms. I didn't think my roommate stopped by yet, because everything was empty and orderly, so I just chose the room with a window facing the outdoors of the Garrison. It was a lovely view.... of runways.

I heard a beep, then an opening of a door. I peered around the corner of my doorway.
"Please be a girl, please be a- oh hell to the no..
Damn it! It's Keith! The jerk from Flight class!"
I walked back into my room to start getting settled. Keith must have heard me, he knocked on my door.
I mentally cried as I opened the door, to see Keith. His expression stayed the same as he looked at me.
"Listen ok? I don't want to have to share a room just as much as you do," Keith started, I raised an eyebrow, "just don't talk to me, and I won't bother you."
I blinked in annoyance, "Deal." I tried to close the door, but his foot was in the way.
"Also, the TV is off limits for you from 5-7pm." Keith made a stern face.
"Fine. Wait," I replied, "can I have people over?" I put on my nicest face.
"No." He closed the door.

"Oh fuck you too!" I thought as I went back to unpacking. When I finished, I glanced at my smart watch, 7:03.
"Hah! I can watch TV now!" I changed out of my Garrison uniform into a hoodie and leggings, then strutted out of my room to see Keith on the TV.
"Keith, get off the TV." I sat down on the small couch, reaching for the remote. Keith snatched the remote before I could get it.
"It's not your turn." Keith didn't even take his eyes off the TV.
"Omg I'm already sick of this bitch." I thought.

"No, you said the TV is yours 5-7, it's 7:15." I smirked because I knew I was right.
"Yeah I said that, but I never said I couldn't use it after that. It's first come, first serve."
I couldn't believe this guy, so out of spite, I sat there and watched whatever the hell he was watching.
"Of course he's watching something in another language! That little-"
"Why are you still here?" Keith sighed.
I put on my smartass face, "I'm watching the show." Keith groaned in annoyance.

The show kept going on for hours, I was so tired. I almost fell asleep right there, but I had to keep going to prove my point. When it was about 9:30, Keith finally gave up and tossed the remote at me. Me being half asleep, smirked at him, only to get up and go to my room.
I did my nightly routine and slumped down on my bed, slowly drifting off to sleep.
"It better not be like this tomorrow! Classes end at 1:30, hopefully I can bunk with Pidge in the afternoon to stay away from this guy. But damn, that Korean show had so much drama, I barely understood but still...."

(A/N: hope you liked it! This chapter is pretty long lol, I'll try to make every chapter like this. I myself don't really like short chapters, so I'll try to make them long. Bye!)