FWB|| Klance HS AU✓

Chapter 3: '...let's play a game'

The last bell of the day had rung a few minutes ago. Students were always quick to race out of school when the day ended. Nothing was more exciting than getting to leave school. Either for summer break or just till the next day. It was a breath of fresh air for everyone, even teachers.

Keith walked through the halls, going to meet Lance. He was not excited, to say the least. Keith wasn't a very expressive person to begin with, but going over someone's house that he didn't like wasn't exactly what he wanted to do. He wanted to go home and go to sleep. Keith sighed realizing he never got what he wanted. He put in his earbuds and drowned everything out with Twenty One Pilots.

Keith saw Lance from the corner of his eye walking towards him. Keith crossed his arms and spun on his heel to face the taller boy. Lance shot Keith a smile in which he did not return. Keith knew he was being rude, and he didn't care.

"You could at least act excited," Lance mumbled. He waved Keith on, the Raven-haired boy trailing behind him.

"Now why would I do that?" Keith asked as he questionably rose an eyebrow. "I'm not much of an actor."

Lance looked behind him to glare at Keith. "Why don't I believe you?" Lance was a people person. He loved being around people and being social. Which meant he knew a lot about a lot of people. He could tell there was a deep story behind Keith's rude attitude.

"Because you're arrogant?" Keith suggested.

Lance chuckled. They had reached the doors that lead outside. Lance had pushed the door open and held it open for Keith. Keith gave Lance a look before walking out the other door. Lance scoffed. Why did he even try? "Or because you have secrets?"

Keith looked up at Lance as they walked into the parking lot. "Secrets?" Keith asked as if he didn't understand what Lance was talking about.

"Secrets. Someone like you has a reason to be so...defensive," Lance said. Keith didn't say anything, which only made Lance think he was right.

"Don't dig too deep," Keith muttered quietly. Lance looked at him, almost in a concerned way. "You won't like what you find." Lance was right, Keith had secrets. Things about him that made him the way he was, but they were called secrets for a reason.

"There's a story to everyone. Not everyone's story is pretty," Lance mumbled. He hit the button on his keys that unlocked his car. A navy blue pickup.

Keith just shrugged. The rich boy had an expensive car. To say the least, Keith wasn't surprised. Lance didn't bother opening the door for Keith considering he'd just be a brat about it. Keith got in the passenger's side and Lance hopped in the driver's seat. "Why do I have a feeling you suck at driving?"

Lance put his hand to his heart, acting like he was hurt. "I'm an amazing driver. I have not received one ticket and I've never been in an accident," Lance declared as he started the car.

"Maybe because you can buy your way out of everything?" Keith asked before adjusting his seatbelt. He looked at Lance waiting for a reply.

"I'm a minority, you really think that works for me?" Lance asked with a slight smile. He kind of found it funny when he argued with Keith, it kept things interesting.

Keith laughed a little. "Touché."

The ride to Lance's house was quiet. Keith had his earbuds in and kept his gaze at the windshield. He loved car rides, it was so calming for him. Keith looked at Lance. His lips were moving, almost as if he was singing. Keith paused his music. The radio was on, playing One Republic. Keith wondered how he didn't hear that to begin with. He watched Lance as he sang along, it was kind of cute. Lance hadn't noticed his admirer considering he was focused on the road. He had a really good singing voice, to Keith's surprise.