FWB|| Klance HS AU✓

Chapter 2: 'Opposites attract, correct?'

Keith hated school, as any other kid did. Sitting in a classroom listening to teachers ramble on about the same dumb shit for twelve years. Yeah, that wasn't exactly Keith's favorite activity. What made him hate it even more was the fact that he had to wake up at six in the fucking morning just to work for seven hours. It was basically hell. People he didn't like, work, teachers dictating his life. It wasn't fun.

Keith walked through the hallway of Altea High. The school he had been going to for the past four years. He was a Senior now, soon to graduate. It surprised him that he made it through this many years without dropping out and becoming a stripper. Because for a while there he most definitely was considering that, but his older brother would have his head if he ever did that.

It was the middle day, almost lunch, thank God. It was fourth hour, Keith's favorite hour if you asked him. It was English, and he loved his English teacher. Also, he had the class with Pidge which was a huge plus. Besides, Keith was really good at English. It happened to be the only subject he was passing at the moment.

The Raven-haired boy walked into the class with a smile. His eyes scanned the room in search of his best friend. She was always in class before Keith was, so he knew she was somewhere in there. Keith spotted the short girl sitting at her seat in the back of the class. The teacher let them pick seats every quarter, another reason Keith loved that teacher.

Keith took his seat in front of Pidge. "Missed me?" Keith asked as he turned around to face the small girl.

Pidge looked at Keith and laughed. "I did, then you sat down. Now I miss you not being here," Pidge said in a joking manner. The two joked around like that all the time. It was just a thing that they did. Not like it hurt their feelings.

"Aw, you're so sweet. How did I ever get so lucky with a friend as amazing as you?" Keith asked sarcastically followed by an eye roll.

"More like how did I get cursed with you?" Pidge corrected him. Both of them burst out into a fit of giggles. It was funny when they joked around like that. Anybody that would happen to listen to their conversations would probably be concerned.

Keith opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by the loudness of the popular kids that entered the class. Lance McClain and his crowd consisted of his best friend; Hunk. His secret little crush; Allura and her boyfriend; Lotor. They were normally loud, like all popular people. They weren't the rude kind though. Sometimes they were a little standoffish, but never rude. Lance was the typical rude one, but everyone was too busy kissing the floor he walked on to realize he was an asshole.

The bell rang signaling to the students that class was now in session. Everybody took their seats as the teacher stood up from her seat. Mrs. Jackson was her name. Mrs. Jackson looked over all of her students, waiting for them to relax and quiet down.

"So, I know I have talked to you about a project at the beginning of the year. Your Senior project, that is. Your Senior project is an essay that you get to write with another person in your class. It is about growing up. What growing up means to you. What high school so far has meant to you," she spoke as she walked around her class. "You will be assigned a partner today and will immediately start working on your rough draft. You will be bouncing ideas off each other and will be having a constructive conversation."

The class sighed when they heard they would be assigned partners, nobody likes to work with someone they didn't know. It was social suicide. It was opening up to someone you didn't know and didn't want to work with. Mrs. Jackson was normally very flexible with who students worked with, but when it came to the Senior project that was not the case.

"I'll call out two names and you and your partner will come and get the rubric. Understood?"

"Yes," the class all said. Everyone was annoyed with the whole assigned partners thing. The teacher began calling out names that Keith didn't necessarily pay attention to. Unless it was his name he didn't care.