Hey, AnimeRocks14, here. Sorry for the long waited update, I was busy with school and stuff, and now hopefully I can write more for this and at least get it finished or something...yeee...
Lance wasn't one to get a uneasy vibe from someone, but on the ride home he couldn't shake off the feeling that he was being used for something. Like he was being used as a prize possession. At least that's how it felt after Kent had asked him out the other day. He had told him that he'd think it over and give him an answer by lunch tomorrow. Though tomorrow had quickly turned to today and he was still flipping the idea over in his head on his way to the bus stop. I could say no, since it might just be overwhelming for me since its my first year here, but then I'd feel like I wasted an opportunity. Lance thought to himself, before losing track of his thoughts when his phone vibrated.
A text from the girl he presumably knows as Pidge, he had exchanged numbers with her sometime the other day
Pidge: Hey. Do you need a ride? I heard the bus broke down so it's going to be a while, so if you don't want to be late for class, I can ask my friend if they can stop by and pick you up.
Lance: That would be fantastic. \(´ヮ｀)\
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Lance stood impatiently on the sidewalk looking to each side awaiting to see some red truck. Since that's the colored car that was going to pick him up evidently, according to Pidge. A rise of hope came each time he'd see a moving vehicle about to turn the corner, only to be disappointed when it wasn't the one he was looking for. Until, a old rusted pick up came around the corner. It was a two doored truck that certainly showed its age, with parts that looked to be replaced or worked on. Dents and scrapes along the sides of the metal like it's been beaten down by jack hammers. Lance however didn't have the time to judge the junk of a truck, for he was shocked with a burst of nerves when he saw the driver. It was Keith. The same Keith that made his senses go haywire, someone he would without a second thought submit his neck too. Pidge must of noticed, because her voice is what broke Lance out of his dazed state.
"Are you getting in or what?" She shouted over the loud rumbling of the vehicle at Lance, her head crunched between the seat and the door, for she was sitting in the little seat there was in the back.
Lance nodded hesitantly as he was about to step up in the passenger seat, but to stop when Keith stepped out on the other side.
"It would be easier to get to the back with Pidge, if you came through my side," The alpha suggested, holding the door open for the omega. Lance nodded slowly nervously walking around the front to get in the car. "Excuse the mess," Keith said behind him as he stepped through the bent over seat to sit in the little seat (that just barely counted as a real seat given how little space there was) maneuvering his legs with the piles of bags that stood between him and Pidge. Pidge sported a smile at Lance, while he maneuvered at the clutter at his feet.
"Man its really cramped back here," Lance complained in a loud whisper, causing Keith's hands to grasp harder on the wheel. For Keith easily got annoyed when someone would comment on something that he literally had apologized for beforehand, then this omega complaining about the mess that he just told him to excuse kind of ticked on his nerves. He controls it pretty well though. He doesn't want to scare the omega or anything.
Eventually, the car came to a halt and Lance thought they were already there and was about to get up before Pidge pushed him back into his seat with the heel of her foot as her gaze was distracted in the computer screen in front of her. The passenger car door opened and came in the most beautiful omega Lance has ever met. Allura. It quickly came to make sense that of course Keith would pick up his girlfriend thats what any normal boyfriend would do. So this pit of jealousy shouldn't be flaring up in Lance's stomach. Lance sighed quietly to himself as he pushed the thought of wishing to be the omega with the hot ass alpha in front of him to the side thinking to himself, hey, it's okay to have a crush and all, but there's plenty of fish in the sea. Just because there's one who is already taken, you can see other people. It was then that Lance reminded himself that he was basically asked out for the weekend. Though that didn't exactly hold his envy in as he watched the rest of the ride to school with Keith and Allura acting like the sweetest loving couple in the universe.
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Fortunately, school pretty much distracted Lance from the depressing feelings he was getting from within Keith's truck. The feelings pushed to the back of his mind as he strictly focused on what he had to do. There was no time to think about Keith and Allura's relationship right now. He was pretty proud of himself for keeping this up and thought his mood wouldn't change till he saw Keith dropping Allura off at one of her classes. They were holding hands looking into each others eyes like they didn't have any other care in the world of the people swarming past them. They looked to be so happily in love, something Lance wished he could have from one of them. Which brought him to do something he least expected of himself, instead of going with what he was originally thinking of going around them to just continue on to his next class. Til he realized his next class was the one they were in front of, and instead of mustering the confidence to ask them to move he tried to squeeze in behind Allura to get into the doorway. However, that hadn't done anything but grab their attention as they moved a little and Allura apologizing.
"Oh, no it's fine," Lance quipped back with a light chuckle, "that's just what couples do. I understand, I mean if I was in a relationship, let alone been in a relationship, I would do the same thing so it's all good."
The two of them gave Lance this confused look and were just about to say something, but Lance quickly made his way into the classroom to avoid an awkward conversation. However, in the process of entering the classroom he ran into someone, someone who's scent was very familiar. He was pulled out of any thoughts he might have distracted himself with when he heard the same sardonic voice that he heard the other day. Kent.
"Hey, Lance," Kent greeted with a light chuckle, "having trouble walking?"
Lance narrowed his eyes at the foreboding alpha he was being cradled by, "Um...actually I was just trying to, you know, make a grand entrance." Lance lied, as he also mimicked the way he came in once again. It rewarded him a chuckle from the mysterious alpha (and we know who else is mysterious ;)).
"Sure," Kent said with a light nod of his head before stuffing his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket, "so, about this Saturday-"
"No," Lance interrupted, pausing for effect to see Kent raise an eyebrow, that he only grinned in turn for, "I am not busy this Saturday. If that's what you wanted to know." Lance said in a-matter-of-fact way.
"Great, because I was wondering if you wanted to help me set up for the party I'm having that night," Kent explained with a grin brought to his lips. Lance pointed toward himself with raised eyebrows as to make sure he was actually asking him. Which he was.
"Uh, sure," He said, "what's the occasion? Someone having a grand birthday party~?" He cooed. Kent chuckled lightly in response shaking his head.
"Nah, it's just a casual high school party where anyone is invited and welcomed to come," Kent explained, "don't tell me you haven't gone to one before." He said, in a condescending way.
"Psh, of course I have," Lance lied, not wanting Kent to have the advantage of possibly teasing or making fun of him.
Kent seemed to be convinced, and before he could open his mouth to make another comment the teacher came in instructing everyone to sit and settle down in their seats.
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"I'm nervous," Lance admitted to two sitting in front of him in the cafeteria, "I have no idea if I could actually handle a highschool party."
"Then why had you agreed to go?" Pidge asked, with a slight hint of annoyance that Lance had accepted to go with Kent in the first place. Lance shrugged halfheartedly while Hunk looked to his omega friend with concern and asked, "Are you sure you want to go to that party with Kent, Lance?"
"Well...no, but I already told him I would come so I think its a little two late?" Lance said, with a slight whine. Both his friends sighing.
"Just don't get to caught up with him," Pidge warned pointing a finger at Lance, "he's a snake in human skin!"
Hunk couldn't help but chuckle at Pidge's accusation of Kent, it amused him, "Maybe, Pidge and I should come with you. You know to keep an eye out for the two of you." Hunk suggested, "This way we can make sure Kent doesn't pull anything."
"That's a great idea," Pidge exclaimed, "how come I hadn't thought of that myself?!"
"Maybe, Hunk has exceeded your smarts," Lance mocked, which received him a glare from the little gremlin. Hunk shaking his head like the both of them were hopeless.
"Let's just eat lunch how 'bout it?" Hunk suggested, getting a exchanged look from the two before they nodded and complied to eating. Any waiting party anxiousness from Lance being pushed to the side.
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*Time Skip*
It was the day of this big party that was evidently going on at Kents, and Lance was nervous as heck. He's never been to one and he was surprised his mom allowed it when he asked, saying something like, "It'll be a learning experience." Whatever that means. However, he was also very excited for the awaiting to take part in his first highschool party. Which explains how come he had arrived like an hour early, perhaps it was a bit presumptuous of him to arrive before it even began, but taking in how strangely….kind(?) Kent was with him these last few days, he figured it wouldn't be to much of a problem. That was until he was greeted with a unamused annoyed alpha at the door, who was Kent but in a different light, a darker light.
"What are you doing here?" Kent asked harshly looking down at Lance who stood fidgeting and dumbfounded at the bottom step of the two steps that led to the door of the home.
"Uh…didn't you need my help setting up for the party?" Lance stuttered, in a more questioning voice then an explanation. He was quite caught off guard with this sudden cold attitude. However, it isn't spoke of as Kent is silent staring at Lance like he's thinking of how he was going to respond.
"Oh," Kent exclaimed, ohing his lips before it fixed to a sly smirk, "you think I was serious about that?" Kent laughed like he was watching a comedy, "I don't actually need your help to set up for a party."
Lance narrowed his eyes at Kent with a slight pout, "Then what was the whole point of asking me out for this Saturday?" He asked, as anxious nerves started to trail down his spine.
"Oh, right. I did ask you out didn't I," Kent said matter-and-factly, he bite his lower lip lightly, "but you didn't think I was serious did you? Like, come on. I'm not really that interested in you. I have to say though. You seem desperate actually coming to my place all prepared to help like any typical omega. It's entertaining. In fact I guess I should reward you for coming all this way. My beds empty for use." Kent said with a wink and a sly grin.
Lance glared at the alpha, "To think almost started to like this guy." Lance thought bitterly. At least now, Lance knew who he couldn't trust let alone let his guard down around. Hence, he only glared at the alpha then abruptly walked away, he walked till the snickering from Kent faded away in the distance. However, Lance was not paying attention to just where he was going haven been lost in his thoughts. The only thing he noticed was that he was surrounded with all sorts of different colored small trailer houses. He at first denied that he was lost because he was positive he could find the exit to this place with just a little exploring here and there, but to his dismay it only got him more lost then he had been before. Though not for long when he recognized the only red rusted down truck he's ever seen in his life, or at least who he thought it was.
The vehicle was parked in front of one of the more isolated parts of the trailer park Lance was in and had light blue paint rusting off the split wooden walls. To Lance, or any outsider who hasn't lived in a trailer before, the trailer looked like a runned down shed you'd find abandoned in the middle of a deserted land. However, despite the looks of the house and Lance's beating heart he approached the screen door he assumed was the front door and knocked on the door behind it.
He could feel the vibration coming from the house of someone coming to answer the door, and Lance nearly squealed when the one who answered the door was the person he thought the car belonged to. The only person his hormones raged over, and the only alpha that had a almost intoxicating smell that Lance couldn't get enough of.
"Lance?"