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Chapter 1
“LANCE! GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE BEFORE I GO UP THERE AND WAKE YOU UP MYSELF!”
“Veronica, you’re way too easy on him, it’s been half an hour. He’ll be late for school.” Marco says with a sigh, and as soon as those words leave his mouth, a devilish grin spreads from ear to ear. “Do it.”
With not a second to waste, Veronica immediately storms up the staircase to wake up her younger brother.
Muttering under her breath, trying to stay as calm and reasonable as possible. “My god, Lance, I swear to god, this is my last year of high school then I’m leaving you and your lazy ass for university.”
*Inhales* “Okay, breathe Veronica, it’s high school, I’m sure he’s tired. I’m sure he’s stressed and probably stayed up all night doing his homework or studying for a test.” As she exhales, she turns the doorknob with a forced sympathetic smile plastered across her face.
But all reason to stay calm flies out the window when she sees Lance cuddled up in his blanket, snoring. While hugging. his. alarm clock.
The patience and any sort of understanding or sympathy for her younger brother snap as she snatches the glass of water from his desk and decides to wake him up in the most sisterly way possible.
“AHH I'M AWAKE! I'M AWAKE! WHAT THE HELL VERONICA!?” Lance panics, flailing his arms around trying to break free from his self-made burrito blanket when water is splashed onto him. He opens his eyes to see a pissed-off Veronica pointing to the clock on the wall.
“Shit shit shit shit shit, nononononononononono, CRAP I’M LATE FOR SCHOOL!”
“YEAH NO SHIT SHERLOCK! Just grab an apple and go, you better not be late again Lance.”
Her temper dies down as she sees the eyebags from her brother, clearly, it isn’t from school, but she’s still worried about him, and thus decides to cut him some slack.
Lance sighs in relief as he pulls his uniform over his bedhead and grabs mismatched socks “I promise I won’t!” He races to get his bag, stuffing it with notebooks, pencils, and a pair of gym shorts, before he goes to chase the bus, “Thanks sis, love ya!”
“Yeah yeah, I get it, now go before you get an earful from Mr. Iverson.”
She sighs in a somewhat state of relief, watching him run down the stairs almost falling clumsily out the door. What would he possibly do without her? Of course, she knew her brother was capable of a lot of things, he just needed inspiration, so maybe, just maybe, she could leave the house without any worry.
“Mr. Mcclain! I see you’re late. AgAin.”
“Ahhh” Lance chuckles nervously from the back of the class, “Yup! Haha, you caught me, again, Mr. Iverson, what a keen eye you have there, and must I say, is that a new eyepatch!?”
“Why yes it is, you see this one is made out of non-synthetic fabric and the craftsmanship on the sewing is quite impeccable, I even got it for a discount and-...” The rather enthusiastic man who had gotten caught up in the new attention, shut his mouth before possibly embarrassing himself any further. Straightening his once smiling face to that of no expression, he cleans himself up.
“Quit it, McClain, detention after school, got it?”
“WhAt!? But why? I’m only late by like ten minutes, come oooon Mr. Iverson. Just this once, plEaSe Mr. Iverson?”
“Yes, it’s only by ten minutes, for the third week in a row!”
The whole class starts snickering at Lance’s face where you could practically see his soul leave his body.
“Detention after school for an hour, congratulations McClain, you get the honor of cleaning up the gym with Kogane from 3C. It better be spotless next Monday and don’t you dare complain that it’s a Friday. Got it? Now sit down.”
“Yes, Mr. Iverson.”
Lance sullenly walks over to his seat, taking out his textbook and propping it up as a cover so he could use his phone. Once Mr. Iverson started at the chalkboard again, Lance whips out his phone, opening up his messages and spamming Pidge straight away with notifications.
/Texting/
Pidge = yo Lance what's up? Ur gonna murder my damn phone
Lance = I- okay y’know how I have detention after school today right?
Pidge = Yeah what else is new
Lance = Okay well, I might possibly be developing feelings for him??
= I’ve only ever been interested in girls, but it's not like I'm opposed to the idea of liking guys I guess?
= anyways, KEITH he’s like.. So cool and god his hair dsjkscsdjbc
= WHILE I'M HERE LOOKING LIKE A PATHETIC CHAD
Pidge = ok ok, calm down Lance geez, it's too early for u to be having a gay panic
Lance = it is N o T too early Pidge
Pidge = alright, well, what's wrong I guess? Like r u confused about ur sexuality or looking nice for Keith? Cause tbh u can’t rlly fix the latter buddy
/Lance audibly gasps at this, receiving a small chuckle from Pidge sitting behind him./
Lance = …both? I don’t know, I’ve been late to school for the past 3 weeks cause I can’t even SLEEP cause of him
Pidge = pfft- if u 2 ever get together, I’m definitely telling him this
LAnce = PIDGE DON’T U DARE
Pidge = bwahahahaha, okay okay, well anyways
= I’m not forcing you to any of these labels, but um maybe you’re bi? Meaning that you’re attracted to more than 2 genders, but you don’t have to figure it out right now Lance, nobody pressures u
Lance = bi.. I’ll think about it a little bit more thx Pidge
Pidge = np
Lance = Btw how’s it going with telling ur brother? Any updates?
Pidge = Idk, I love Matt, he’s my big brother and all, but I’m scared to tell him, idk at all what he thinks of the LGBTQ
Lance = I’m sure Matt will still love you, and if he doesn’t I’m still here for you and my family loves you, who knows, maybe he will accept it, but in the possible case that he doesn’t u always have a friendly shoulder to lean on
Pidge = thx Lance, I might try when he comes back from Uni
= oh, and good luck Loverboy Lance~
Lance = PIDGE!
/Over the P.A system/
3:10 - Students don’t forget anything in your lockers, we’ll see you next week.