Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: I'm ready. Username is the same as my Tumblr name.
I attempt to swallow my anxiety down, but I just make it worse. It's not everyday that someone like me can make a friend, let alone a date. I almost feel like this is our second, or even third date since I already know so much about Lance. Then again, people through text are a lot different compared to in person. Maybe Lance is just as scared as I am?
I'm waiting patiently at my desktop with my pizza that Hunk made for me after school. He insisted that he wanted to contribute to this date in someway, so he pulled out all the stops for this. I will admit that I have already took a bite of the pizza, which it's phenomenal like always. I really had to stop myself from eating all of it.
On top of the pizza making, I also had to make a Skype. I had one before, but Hunk and I used it only once because his family was away on vacation last year. I forgot the password and username after that endeavor.
Skype notified me that someone with the username 'thisisyourswamp' added me.
Seriously Lance?
I accept it, and then I messaged him through Skype.
Red_Red_Red to thisisyourswamp: Ready when you are.
Crap, I'm too nervous for this. My hands are shaking, and I already feel myself start to sweat. I take off my hoodie so I don't die of a heat stroke, and I am left in my usual black t-shirt that I always wear to bed. My phone's reflection shows that I look semi okay, I just have to prevent myself from saying something stupid.
That's when I hear the calling notification.
I exhale out all my anxiety, and I inhale as I click on the video button. You can do this Keith.
The image on my computer is black, then it clears into Lance who is sitting on his bed. I see NASA posters in the background and a small cactus on the windowsill in the corner of the screen. Lance himself is wearing a purple shirt with some sort of alien on it from an irrelevant kids cartoon. He is so much more of a dork than I thought.
Luckily, Lance spoke before I had to.
"Heyo! What kind of pizza did you get?"
I take a moment to stare down at the pizza Hunk made.
"Seven layer cheese and garlic."
"WHAT that sounds amazingly delicious! I'm jealous... I just have a normal frozen cheese pizza. Frozen or pizza place?"
I hold up my plate to show him the slices.
"Neither, homemade."
"WHAAATTT. You can cook?"
I take a moment to laugh. Me, cook?
"No not at all. My best friend Hunk can cook anything, so I tend to get stuff like this a lot."
Lance shifts on his bed. He raises his legs up to his chest while pulling his blanket around him. Gosh that is cute.
"Aw no fair. Granted my best friend can hack the government probably, but what good will that do?"
I hear the word 'government' and 'hack', therefore my brain forgot to filter my mouth.
"GOVERNMENT CONSPIRACIES."
Oh god I screamed that, but Lance didn't seem to mind. In fact he also started screaming.
"YO WE CAN FIND OUT IF THE MOON LANDING WAS FAKE."
And so, we continued to talk about the moon landing for a bit. I forgot about my pizza, so I guess I'll eat my pizza cold. Throughout that first half hour I couldn't stop smiling, and I really don't smile this much, so my cheeks started to hurt. Lance was the first to end our moon landing discussion.
"Okay, as much as I would love to continue to talk about this I really just want to get to know more about you."
I stop smiling, and instead my face starts to heat up.
"What about me?"
"Oh you know, the basics. I feel like I know so much about you already, but we haven't even brushed the basics. Like what's your favorite color?"
"Red."
"Blue!"
This spiraled into a game of twenty questions, or really just us asking random things to each other. I learned that Lance's favorite subject is math, his favorite animal is a cow because of Kaltenecker, and he is deathly afraid of blood.
"Wait, why blood?"
"Are you kidding me? If I watch any ER videos I start to get faint! I absolutely hate them since I start to feel whatever the heck is wrong with them and just-"
Maybe Shiro is right.
Maybe I should marry him.
Lance starts laughing when I mention my favorite food.
"Dude, seriously?"
"Don't you dare give me shit when your favorite flavor is orange."
"Excuse you? Orange is the best flavor! On top of that, waffle cones aren't even food Keith!"
On second thought, I probably shouldn't marry him and his waffle cone hating tendencies.
Throughout our 'game', I've noticed that whenever Lance thinks too hard on something he starts to twirl his hair. If it's really hard, he strokes his entire hand through it. The action is so adorable, that I start to ask him harder questions.
"Okay, what's better. Spending the day at the beach, or finding a new band to listen too?"
Lance's expression turns serious.
"Okay, so the beach is practically my second home, but on the other hand music can be with me always... Yep I have decided that the beach will always win."
"Always?"
"Yep, always. Unless of course I was given a once in the lifetime chance to have Betty White as my mom, but that's not likely. Now, what's worse. Running from a psychopath clown, or running from a swarm of cicadas?"
"Cicadas? Why cicadas?"
"Just answer the question Keith!"
"Definitely the cicadas. I can fight off the clown, but not the cicadas."
"I agree. Those things are monsters. That and getting killed by a clown is a cool way to go."
I take a moment to check my phone. I feel like it's been a few hours... It's almost midnight?
"Uh Lance, do you also have school tomorrow?"
Lance also picks up his phone and gasps.
"Oh god tomorrow is my day to work with the cows! I have like four hours to sleep!"
"I'm sorry for keeping you up this late."
"Oh no no no don't be! I had such a terrible day and you made it a thousand times better! Let's have another date sometime soon?"
"Uh, yeah I'll text you tomorrow about it."
"Awesome! Also, I really enjoyed this date a lot. So is it like safe to say that we are dating? Like, seeing each other in a sense?"
Holy sHIT.
"Um-ah... Y-Yeah? Yeah that's good."
"Cool! Um... Goodnight Keith. I hope you sleep well!"
I start to wave off Lance, and grab my mouse to hover over the end call button.
"Goodnight Lance. Don't scroll Tumblr too long."
Lance laughs for the last time that night, as he was the first to end the call. My cheeks hurt a lot, body is warm from all the laughing, and exhaustion consumes me. I can't believe Lance and I talked for four hours, and we are officially 'going out'. Going out meaning what exactly? I have no idea, but I like the idea of more Skype and Lance, so that's good enough for me.
My computer I decided to put in sleep mode, and I plug my almost dead phone into it's charger. I try to get myself into a comfortable position, but then I found myself tossing and turning way too much. Lance is all I can think about and I just really want to talk to him more and more. I want to let him know that I enjoy his company a lot, and that his smile probably lights up any room he walks in. Does he know all of that?
I fall asleep thinking about what we could do for our next date, and I come up with the best plan that will for sure make Lance happy.
"OKAY WE GET IT LANCE. YOU'RE REALLY GAY FOR KEITH WE GET IT."
Matt was nice enough to pick Pidge and I up today. I was dead this entire morning considering that I had a hard time falling asleep, then the morning wake up call of my alarm was not appreciated one bit. I did not crack one smile that day, until Pidge brought up in the car how my date with Keith went. I felt the muscles in my face start to wake up, and my eyes open wider. Even though the drive was like five minutes, Matt and Pidge was already done with my shit, especially Pidge.
"Hey gremlin, I don't call you out with your Allura crush and yell at you and how much you go on and on-"
And there's the first Pidge Punch of the day. Matt laughs and unlocks the doors for us to get out.
"Okay kiddos, have a good day and don't do drugs!"
"No promises!"
"No promises!"
Matt drives off, and Pidge and I walk off and start roaming the halls. I start to yawn again, and I realized if I'm going too function throughout the day I'm gonna have to take a nap in a class or two. Maybe Physics, or Spanish? Most likely Spanish, since I already know all that jazz.
Wait, I should text Keith!
My phone is fully charged for the amount that I'm going to text Keith today, so I happily open up my Tumblr app and try to come up with a good opener. Maybe a pickup line? But there was already a notification under Keith's name.
Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: Can't sleep, but I just wanted to let you know that I really enjoyed our time together. I already have a plan for next time. Does Friday work for you?
"PIDGE I AM GONNA DIE PLEASE ATTEND MY FUNERAL."
Pidge was generous enough to help me calm down as I ranted about Keith once again. Seriously, how can one gay emo Texas kid have this much power over me?
The bell rings, and Pidge and I have to part ways. I get the second Pidge Punch of the day before they leave to Microeconomics, while I go off to AP Psychology. It's a harder task to text in that class, so I make up my message while I walk.
León72Azul to Red_Red_Red: Aww I loved last night too! Friday for sure works for me! I'm super excited for what you have planned :DD Do I have to wear something fancy? ;)))
I hope this kid gets that I'm trying to flirt with him.
Today in Psychology we are trying to get through all the units before our AP exam happens in May. It's March now, so our teacher is stressing for us to study and not waste class time. Alas, I am not gonna do anything today aside from the note taking.
Now the reason that it's hard to text in this class is that I'm placed right up front. Not because I'm a bad kid, and most definitely not because I wanted to. It's because the teacher Mr. Rotten likes me a lot since I crack a lot of jokes throughout his class. His name contradicts him as a person, since he is one of the best teachers I've had. He likes to throw things at students and stops writing on the board at the worse times. Example writing 'ass' for assignment. The students all love him.
I walk in and take my seat, and they are all individual desks so it's not like I'm elbow to elbow with someone. That, and I can text freely without anybody getting nosy. My phone notifies me that Keith responded.
Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: Nope. In fact wear pajamas, the silliest looking pajamas you have.
A man after my own heart I see. Pajama date? This is too perfecto. Hastily, I text out my own response before the bell rings again, signaling that class starts.
León72Azul to Red_Red_Red: I'm going to wear my Lilo and Stitch footie pajamas just for you ;) ALSO sorry if I don't reply right away bc my class rn is hard to text in :'(
It's sad, but true. I really want to know how Keith's day has been going so far, but I don't have the time as of right now to give him all the attention he deserves. He will be blasted by me during lunch though, I guarantee it.
Class begins, and Mr. Rotten walks in two minutes late.
"Okay, so who here is single?"
Weird questions like this happen all the time, so the class doesn't question it. About more than half the class raises their hands, including me.
"Okay then this lesson should help you all! I'm going to teach you all how to get dates today."
Hushed giggles and whispers go around the room. I mean, I have Keith and my pickup lines, so there isn't much help needed here.
"Dopamine, which is created in the brain and adrenal glands, is one of the components to the journey of love. In the first stages in love, you feel yourself sweat more, and norepinephrine starts to increase making it harder to sleep at night, since norepinephrine is a...?"
The class responds with "Stimulant!".
"Correct. To sum all of this all up you all are messes when you see someone appealing."
Mr. Rotten pulls a banana out of his backpack, and we all groan, except me. I start to laugh. This is why I'm Mr. Rotten's favorite. He starts to eat the banana while writing on the board the notes of the day. By the end of the class, the only thing that I learned that will improve my game is that scary things make you look prettier. Here, I'll explain that further.
Things like roller coasters, haunted houses, or anything that boosts adrenaline makes anyone look appealing because you associate the adrenaline rush with that person. So in other words, I need to make Keith scared while in his presence, but how can I do that when I can't be with him in person?
I continue on to my Spanish class, which it's Spanish III, so not hard at all and very sleep worthy. Though I really do want to talk to Keith... Talk or sleep? This is such a terrible choice decision.
Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: That's fine. Also make sure you sleep sometime during class. Don't force yourself to talk to me.
How did he? I take my seat in the way back of the class to avoid people.
León72Azul to Red_Red_Red: Aw but I love talking to you ;-; but you're right, I should sleep. Buenas nochas Keith -heart emoji-
I get myself into the standard desk sleeping position. My backpack on the desk as a pillow, and my hood is up to protect myself from the light. Perfecto. All of my homework is done fo r this class, and the teacher knows I speak Spanish, so Señora Stephanie should be fine with me taking a nap for once.
Before I could sleep, my phone buzzes Keith's response.
Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: Goodnight Lance -heart emoji-
I am fucking dead.
Shiro is incredibly annoying. Like, extremely annoying.
He wouldn't stop pestering me about Lance and how our date went. He went as far as offering Hunk and I a ride to school in order to get information out of me. I did tell him parts of it, just skimming over everything. Shiro looked as if he was surviving off the information I was giving him, and I didn't even speak about it for a minute.
Luckily he didn't make a huge deal about it like when I first initially told him about Lance, but he still kept mentioning that he better be the best man.
Then of course Hunk is my savior of the day.
He asked about it, and I responded that it was good and that was it. We went about our school day like normal, and I prefer it like that. I can tell that Hunk is excited and proud of me, it's just that Shiro is way too extra.
I told Lance to take a nap, so now I'm left to my class crap. Nothing really happened throughout the day, in fact it was a relaxed day. Lance in between his naps sent me memes that he's found and little doodles that he made in class. One of them was a drawing of us with a little heart in between us.
I really, really like Lance.
Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: You're really good at drawing. I like that last one you sent a lot. :)
León72Azul to Red_Red_Red: Awww ty ty tho you should see my sister! She is amazing at it. Oooo maybe she could draw us and that would be such a cute gift! Though now you know about it oops.
Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: You didn't have to send it if you didn't want me to know?
León72Azul to Red_Red_Red: Lmao I know. That was me being laaammmee. Here is a selfie of the one and only!
Graced upon me was the second selfie Lance has sent me. It's him in class, but he is in a desk. He's wearing a white and blue striped shirt, with a white jacket, and he posed himself with one arm propping up his face. He's smiling at the camera, but it's so much like he is smiling at me just like on Skype last night. How could I not smile at that face? I save it before responding.
Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: Adorable. I'm in my last hour of the day and I don't want to be here.
I take it a step further and take a 'selfie' as well. Since I'm in the back of the class and the teacher is busy on their computer, I make a ballsy move and hold up my phone to give him the standard peace sign selfie, but I make sure my teacher was in it. Lance will just love the risky move. I double check the quality of the photo, and I think it's good. I'm wearing my standard black big foot hoodie again, and I attempted a smile as well. It's good enough to send.
Some of the kids around me noticed the stunt I pulled, and one kid gave me two thumbs up. None of the kids in here have interacted with me before, so how am I supposed to react to that? In the heat of the moment I give back a thumbs up too, and I mentally slap myself for how stupid that looked. I really want to go home.
I'm so glad that I have Lance here to keep me sane.
León72Azul to Red_Red_Red: OMG YOU ARE SUCH A CUTIE REBEL :0000 I WOULD GET MYSELF DETENTION IF I TRIED THAT OMG NOW I WANNA
Lance just called me a cutie? My face heats up, and it's not from the Texas heat for once.
Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: What are you doing today?
At this rate, there is no way I can wait until tomorrow to talk to Lance again. I want to hear him laugh at my attempted jokes and see his exaggerated facial expressions.
León72Azul to Red_Red_Red: Since I had to get up early this morning, I don't have any chores to do so probs homework uugghhh
Red_Red_Red to León72Azul: Do you want to Skype and do homework together then? I can use your math expertise.
León72Azul to Red_Red_Red: OMG YEEESSSSS AND YOU CAN HELP ME WITH MY ENGLISH ESSAY AHH THIS IS PERFECTO
I feel like Lance would write in caps lock all the time if it was socially acceptable. For once in my life, I can't wait to do my homework.
PSA I THINK THE LAST UPDATE GLITCHED OUT AND DIDN'T SEND OUT EMAILS SO LIKE I TOTALLY DID UPDATE ON 5/9/17
Ahhhh I wanna update more but it's the end of the school year and I need to graduate ;-; Hopefully I can update one more time before graduation, so sorry if the next chapter is for a while.
Also yes, the Psychology teacher and Spanish teacher are based off Lazy Town because that was the first thing that came to mind oops.
Gay legs- KALTENECKER IS AN IMPORTANT MEMBER OF LANCE'S FAMILY BLESS. Also heart emoji action ayyeee
The Best Guesst- BURN IN FLUFF HELL WITH THIS DATE LMAOOOO
magicmady- Oh gosh you're too kind? Like too much love aaAHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!