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[okay so I haven’t figured out how to use italics on here so anything that’s usually in italics is in //. This story is also on Wattpad and Voltron amino under the same user name. My insta is also flyawayfeathxr so feel free to follow me on there to know when I update! Enjoy!]
Keith was sat in his room, on the floor, scribbling away on a piece of paper. He was writing a letter for his friend back in Korea, telling him about America, how different it was. He was leaning against one of his books and writing with a red colouring pencil. When he was done he signed it off, folded it up like an airplane and threw it out of the open window, smiling to himself.
"Keith, honey, time for bed!" His mother called up. She wasn't really his mother though, his parents had died when he was a baby. "Have you sent your letter yet?" She asked as she walked up the stairs leading to his room.
"Yep!" He replied happily, climbing into bed.
"Good boy." His mother smiled, knowing that her husband was out in the garden, putting the little plane into an envelope so that they could post it to Keith's friend. She couldn't wait for a reply, she'd be lying if she said she didn't love folding up the letters they got in response and throwing them through Keith's window. And although she loved that, nothing made her happier than Keith running downstairs with the letter in hand, a huge smile plastered onto the young boy's face.
Oh, how she missed that smile...
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Keith groaned and rolled over, he hit the snooze button on his alarm and climbed slowly out of bed. He stumbled over to his door and headed downstairs.
"Keith, is that you?" His mother called, "I made breakfast." Keith grunted in reply, sat down and started to eat. His mother sighed "first day at your new school, you excited?" She asked as an attempt to start a conversation. Keith just grunted again.
"Have you emptied out your boxes yet?"
"No."
They'd been in their new house for three days and Keith still hadn't unpacked. He couldn't quite get his head around the fact that they were actually going to stay; and here of all places?? Keith hated it. He never really was one for cute little towns. He much preferred big cities. Places where he could just walk, going no where in particular, and not be disturbed. Where he wasn't expected to know all of his neighbours and didn't need to have a ton of friends. Little towns weren't like that. He was expected to know everyone. To get along with everyone. To be able to start a conversation with random people he met on the street. Keith hated that. He just wanted to be left alone to listen to his music and wander. But that's not how it works in places like this. He'd already met one of his neighbours- a Cuban boy, called Lance, and already knows more about him than he would've liked. For example: he goes to the same school that Keith is starting at, has a lot of siblings, his best friend is called Hunk, he also has friends called Pidge and Shiro, he liked this girl called Allura but got hardcore rejected and he Never. Shuts. Up.
Keith already didn't like the boy but it was clear that Lance now considers them friends. He never mentioned this encounter to his mother though, he knew she'd make a fuss. He met someone, what of it?? He never understood why she got so excited about him making anything even close to a friend. It was just another person to screw him over, right? He finished eating and went back upstairs to get dressed. After digging around in boxes, finding clothes dark enough and putting them on he walked back downstairs, grabbed his bag and left the house. The only up side of small towns like this is how close together everything is. That meant that Keith could easily walk to school and not have to travel in a loud bus with a load of people that don't have a care in the world for personal space. Keith put his earphones in his ears and drowned out the world, his walking fast paced and rhythmic. He was so separated from the world that he didn't even notice a tall, brown haired, tan boy catch up to him. Keith felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see who is was. He was met by Lance who was grinning at him, his mouth moving to form words that Keith couldn't hear. He huffed and removed an ear bud,
"what?"
Lance's smile faltered slightly, was this guy always so grumpy?
"Just saying hi." He said cheerily, not letting Keith's bad mood have any kind of affect on him. Keith said nothing and just put his ear bud back in and kept walking. Lance continued to walk along side him, letting himself fall into the rhythm of Keith's walking, accepting the fact that Keith wasn't in the mood for a conversation right now. /Not much of a morning person then, I guess./ He thought to himself as he made a mental note to try to get to know this guy better. He didn't really know why he wanted to get to know Keith, but he couldn't help but be curious about his constantly grumpy demeanour. Lance noticed that he'd been slowing down and hurried to catch up with Keith. It never occurred to him that Keith had actually sped up as an attempt to lose him. It was then that remembered something his teacher had said on Friday about a new student joining their class. Hey, maybe that'll be Keith. He thought, smiling to himself. Keith noticed that Lance had caught up with him again and rolled his eyes slightly. /God, this guy's clingy, how can anyone put up with him?/ He looked at the boy striding next to him, his limbs were long and lanky, his skin was slightly tanned which contrasted drastically with his piercing blue eyes. His short brown hair was rustling slightly in the wind and he wore a cheerful smile on his face. Keith looked down at the ground again and continued to ignore everything all the way to the school.
[there we go then!! The first chapter is officially done!! Sorry for any mistakes I've made and for how terrible this is but, in my defence, this is my first fic. I'll update as often as I can but for now, see you in the next one!]