12: 30 Am
I looked down at my wrist. Goosebumps on my tanned skin because of the AC being on and the words I personally carved into my skin. The girl I loved didn't love me back, sounds like a stupid teen flick thing. I'm so pathetic. I looked at my other wrist scars covered up and down like they were taunting me to cut again, "I have school in the morning," I say "I should be getting to sleep." I lay down on the bed, my blue blanket covering half my body, curse my long legs. I glance up at the ceiling of my room, I was freezing, yet I was too lazy to get up to turn off the AC. I tried sleeping, tossing and turning, but the thoughts consumed me. The thoughts ranged from me being worthless to if I disappeared no one would notice.
Not Keith, not Allura, no one. I probably wouldn't even noticed. I got off my bed, pulled down my blue long sleeves and grabbed my book bag, putting both straps on my shoulders, after putting on my bag I walked out the door, and drove to school, as I stepped through the door I heard my worst nightmare. Ding! The bell. Oh snap! I quickly ran down the Hall to my classroom. High school sucks. I made it just in time, I walk over to my desk, middle row last seat, I used to sit by Hunk but after Pidge transfered he started sitting by them, leaving me alone. The teacher walks in and takes attendance, I sigh and glance out the window. As soon as I did I saw someone outside painting graffiti on the wall. I cursed, it was Keith, I'll recognize that mullet from anywhere.
I sigh again, he was always getting in trouble. I felt like I needed to up my game. The teacher, Mr. Iverson, was talking when all of a sudden a kid yelled "Keith's outside!" Iverson looked out the window and grunted, he ran out the classroom and in a few minutes we see him outside yelling, he was yelling so loud that I could hear him from the classroom. "Keith, you're getting serious detention! And you're getting expelled! And... And... I can't think of anything right now I'm so angry!" He grabbed Keith's arm and dragged him. Keith was fighting back and said things I couldn't hear.
After a long silence, we hear the door open to Mr. Iverson and Keith looking grumpy, like always. "Sit down!" There was an empty seat beside me and Keith took it, I grunted, thinking thanks Hunk. He looked over with his puple-blue eyes and notice me, then turned the other way. That jerk! Does he not know who I am? I'm Lance McClain, his arch nemesis. Though it would be a bad time to talk to him while Iverson is flaming mad at him. Iverson cursed and muttering under his breath saying something like "Kids these days" and "if I was Shiro, I wouldn't have adopted this troubled kid".
Ding! I started packing up my stuff. I'm always the last one out, Pidge and Hunk always left me alone, like I wasn't even there. I was about to walk to the door when I was stopped by a voice. " Lance, take Keith to the office." Keith glared at me, looking me up and down like he was going to strike me at anytime. "Why do I have to? " I asked. "Because I said so, now go! " Iverson backfired. Keith got up and I took the papers from Iverson, one paper was my excuse of why I'll be late for my next class and the other was his write up slip. I walked out and Keith was on the wall looking annoyed yet followed me after I walked by him.