The first exams had passed. Lance had made a good use of his detention to work, even though he was a lazy ass, he had desperately needed some math practice.

Lance sucked at maths, and he wanted to make these exams the best he could so he would be able to relax during vacation.
He had already planned everything! He was planning on going back to Cuba with his family. A part of them were here with him in California, yet he missed his grandma, his little Yaya as he liked to call her.
His two sisters were also still there, Beatrice and Elizabeth.
Bea, as she was the oldest, had the task of caring for their Yaya since the older woman lived alone.

On her side, Liz was born in Cuba, and was too young to move to their mother's taste, so Lola, Lance's mom, had decided to stay in cuba, for Little Liz to be able to learn where she came from.
Lance had started living here in California a few years ago to get into the school he wanted, and lived with his big brother, Rafael.

They had moved into a smallish apartment near Lance's school when he was only 13, Rafael being around 18 at the time.

Lance shook these thoughts away and put his bag down in his room, sitting at his desk and, taking out his Literature textbook, he begun to revise for his next exam ; English lit.
It was a subject Lance liked, so it was easier to work on then maths, wich he would have next week.

Man, Lance hated maths. He didn't have that kind of intelligence ! His mind was like a bubble bath! Ideas floating like bubbles to the surface, he had to make them happen before the bubble would pop and be gone forever.
Lance lived right here right now, he wasn't "Logical", he wasn't the calculative type of guy. He had bursts of emotions, of thoughts and had to accomplish them, whether it was by painting, writing or acting, he had to just do it!
Lance was the type of guy to just not be able to stay in place for one second, and thus, he stood up from his desk and began pacing the room, talking to himself, and reading aloud to be sure he would get what the lesson was about.

He may have looked stupid, but he was actually getting it, memorising the different themes they had learned over the past months.

"And this is why the oxford comma is the most important, yet most forgotten of all'.
Putting down his book Lance smirked and started shaking his hips a little "I did it~ did it~did iiiit~ I finiiiished !" He chanted softly as he hopped around, soon freezing as he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Are you finished working ?"

Lance immediately flipped around to find his brother standing in the doorway, leaning on the frame with a smile. He nodded quickly in response, a smile forming on his own lips as well.

"Yup! You know me I love this subject !"

"I have been listening to you pacing and talking to yourself for the past four hours, so Yeah, I know you like this subject. How about pizza and a movie ? You worked hard so you deserve it."

"HELL YEAH ! But! I do not want to taste pineapple pizza ! Nothing will ever convince me to try that horrid mistake!"

"...Lance, you ate chocolate pizza last week." Rafael deadpanned, making Lance freeze.

"Touché brother."

Rafael chuckled, tying his longer hair in a bun. He sighed and looked at his younger brother fondly.

"Avanzar Lance. Shower before the food gets cold." His accent appeared for a second before disappearing, leaving its place to his now perfect English.

"Sí hermano" The younger said with a smile as he walked out his room into the corridor, his accent appearing as well, as if it never left.

A few minutes later, the two brothers were in the couch together. Rafael was trying his best to annoy Lance in all possible ways, starting with putting pineapple bits on his pizza, switching to pulling on his pajamas before he took out his most dreaded weapon: the tickles.

Lance was extremely ticklish and always struggled against his bigger, buffer brother. As he desperately reached for the edge of the couch, screaming and pleading, he felt tears form in the corners of his eyes, his belly muscles tightening and twisting themselves into pain from the uncontrollable laughter that was escaping his lips.

"¡para! Por favor ! AAAAHAHAHAHA !" Lance kicked and squirmed, finally escaping the tickle hell that was his brother. As he laid panting on the floor he mumbled a small; "poner en la película que ratas…" To which Rafael laughed, putting in the movie as asked.

"Very well Junior, but I win."

"Yes yes you win mister boss man."

Both spent an evening in peace. The next day, Lance was ready and kicking. Impatient to pass his exam.
His afternoons were pretty much all the same for the rest of his school days. he went trough maths somehow, aced his english exam just as he taught, and did pretty well in the other classes.

Finally freedom was calling him, finally he could apply to his dream university, do something he may like, focus on himself and spend time with his whole family.

He longed for them very badly these days, and being in the same house as Rafael reminded him of the rest, of his sisters, his mother Lola, his sisters. He missed them so much.
He stopped walking and looked over to Hunk and Pidge who had also stopped in their tracks, waiting for their friend.

"Lance ? C'mon we have our degrees ! Let's get outta here !"

The brunet smiled and turned to the hallway of their old school.

"Let me just….. make one last goodbye."

Pidge and Hunk both smiled and gave a nod, looking at each other they seemed to agree, joining Lance for his little speech.

"Speak, oh wise one." Said Pidge, waiting for Lance to start.

" Well, Goodbye South california High. I'll miss you you know. I learned a lot here…

You taught me maths, sadly, and Literature, and History… But you also taught me how to find myself, how to grow up.
You gave me wonderful gifts; two friends that will be by my side forever, a scar on my knee somehow, and some wonderful memories.
I got rejected in your west hallway, I got slapped under the tree near Building B, my experiment exploded in your lab !
I guess we all grow up, we all change, you will change too ! You have changed in the short time we were here.
I just know that we will never forget each other, I left you nice memories too; I drew in the bathroom, engraved my name on the roof… There is also a picture of me in the Janitor's office, fixed onto a darts game, he surely will remember me." Hunk snorted, trying to contain his laughter.
"So yeah, we all grow up, I've had ups, downs between these walls, but you made me into who I am now. anew day is starting for me.
I'm flipping the page of the book that is my life and starting a new chapter. I hope You stay here for a long time, I hope I'll come back and see you again. I'll miss running through your halls, banging my fist against your lockers to open them up, climbing on your roof even though it was prohibited.

May you have a great, long life, South California High.
Pidge, Hunk, And I , the great Lance McClain, are out now. Let's start this new day."

Lance smiled, keeping his eyes on the school, walking backwards till he could see the sign indicating the school's name. Pidge and Hunk clapping as they watched him.

He put his hand on top of his head like some military salute and grinned. "Bye Felicia~" He laughed and ran off, both His friends following along.

"First one to get there buys the other's milkshakes !"

"You can dream Hunk ! I barely have any money!"

"I'll get them anyways guys~"

"Thanks Lance !"

Yeah… It was time for a new, fresh start. Another new day. With new surprises.