Keith POV
    Yet again I'm late for math. Fuck. I run into class a few minutes late.
"Ah, Keith, glad you had time to make it to my class today." Mr. Coran (A/N Coran teaches math because reasons) "Please take a seat." I look around and to my horror the only seat in in the front of the classroom, next to football star Lance. Well shit. I quickly walk over to my seat and pray the class will go by fast. It doesn't. The class seems to go on forever. I start to draw on my arm with my pens. Never leave home without them. Finally the bell rings and people start to leave. As I'm packing my stuff up I hear someone come up behind me. Thinking it's Mr. Coran I turn around slowly with my head down.
"So, you're Keith, right?" I look up in surprise to see Lance.
"That would be me." I say. He doesn't say anything else and seems to be in deep thought so I leave.
Lance POV
After  Keith sat next to me in math he pulled out a few pens. Thinking nothing of it I try to pay attention to class. I was doing pretty good too until I looked at my arm and saw that my soulmate had started to draw again. As I looked back up I saw Keith still drawing on his arm. And upon looking closer I noticed a very important detail ,the started to internally scream. HOLY SNICKERDOODLES!!! (I feel Lance would be the kinda person that was cool with other people cussing but he himself wouldn't cuss) KEITH IS MY SOULMATE!!! Now it's impossible to focus as thoughts race through my head. Keith and I knew each other in elementary and a little of middle school but grew apart. I've always found him attractive but I've never flirted with him like I do with everyone else. You see, I'm bi but not sure how all my friends and my team would react to it. These kind of thoughts run through my head up until the bell rings, snapping me out of my trance. Just as I'm about to leave I get a brilliantly stupid idea. If Keith is my soulmate then I should get to know him. So I walk up to him and start to talk.
"So, you're Keith right?" Then I mentally facepalmed because that sounded stupid as crap.
"That would be me." He said
I pretend to process this when really I'm just mentally scolding myself for my stupidity. With nothing left to say he leaves. (A/N Part two will be the next chapter)