Ambition: A strong desire to do or achieve something

Lance pov

Keith is gorgeous.
Like god gorgeous.
Can guys be considered pretty? He's a really pretty boy.
His face was so smooth and flawless looking, everything about his appearance is proportionate.
I noticed he had really femenine looking legs. They have nice curves to them which you don't normally see in a guy.

We had invited him to eat lunch with us. We can't just leave him alone to fend for himself on his first day.
I tried subtle flirting  earlier with him and I think he picked up on it; a few cheesy pick up lines is what I'm known for but now that I know he's gay I could have a chance!
Although I know nothing about him in the slightest.
He could be a serial killer for all I know.
Lunch went by uneventfully.
Me, Shiro, Hunk, and Pidge met Keith by the office and took him up to the roof of the school where we eat lunch when the weather is nice.
The roof is lined with a few cement flower beds filled with many types of plants.
I don't really get along well with nature but I appreciate our schools horticulture class for being able to keep that connection.
I watched Keith intently as he admired the plants. He seemed to be almost mesmerized by them.
He was being very quiet and peaceful, Unlike when he blew up at me earlier. Is he bipolar or something?
If I was at that level of anger I wouldn't be able to just shake it off.
Do they not have plants in Texas? I was tracing my eyes along the nice curves of his body and I began to look more depth of what he is wearing.
He is wearing really tight black skinny jeans with tears in them, a ashy grey jacket kinda thing with a black leather vest built into it.
He has brown combat boots and a dark grey shirt with a few tears by the hem. He looks like a model honestly!
The kind of guy that would be Tumblr famous.
I sat on a stone bench and watched him from afar.
My new aesthetic = attractive boys looking at flowers.

When school ended I was more than relieved. I've had enough of the school year.
My grades are not the best but I'm passing my courses and that's all that should matter.
I'm surprised that I am passing because I mostly sit on my phone and go on my tumblr and pray no porn comes up.
I only have a few more weeks to go and then I'm out!
Summer is my favourite season, not only because July is my birthday month but because I have a car now and I can do whatever the hell I want and not have to worry about getting useless assignments in on time and fuckboys who call me a faggot because I'm open about my sexuality.
Honestly, most of them are probably bi deep down but don't want to admit it. They're just jeleous because I can get twice the amount of ass than them.

When the bell rang I waved goodbye to my friends as I walked to the parking lot. I dodged a few trucks full of idiots flying through the lot. When I reached my car I lunged for the door handle as a beat up sports car sped past me at an alarming rate. I muttered a "fuck you" even though I know they can't hear me. I soon started my car and headed off.

I live about 20 minutes from the city on an acreage in a small rural subdivision. The houses are nice and spaced apart so if you wanna fucking party; you can fucking party and nobody will get mad at you because they can't hear you.
I've only had three parties but I was never the only person alone in the house.
Just no parents.
Okay so I've got a big family.
I live with my Mom and Dad, my older sister Jana who is 19, My younger brother Kaleb who is 14, My younger sister Candice who is 10  and my younger brother Felix who is 8.
Big ass family. I feel bad for my poor mother but that's what my parents wanted; lots of kids.
They had Jana at such a young age. We're a really close knit family, we rarely fight and all have the same views and outlooks on life and we all teach eachother things as we go along with our lives.
Families sometimes have incidents or a single incident that distrust the family for a period of time like a fight or something but we have never had anything severe happen.
The biggest event that kinda shook everyone to the core is when I came out.
I know I talk lots about my sexuality but I'm proud of myself and I flaunt what I've got! My family (besides Felix and Candice because they were too young to understand things like this at the time, I came out which was about 3 years ago) just assumed I was straight because I'd mostly talk about girls but that really was to cover up the fact that I was more attracted to men.
I'm still more attracted to guys anyway. But my parents were a bit shocked at first but never yelled or got upset with me. Jana just kinda laughed and said "Okay Lance whatever" And my parents hugged me and said they don't care who I love.
Kaleb didn't bat an eye because he told me afterwards that he "called it". He's my closest sibling even though we are all very close as a whole. He saw the way I would look at cute guys in public and assumed. I explained my sexuality to Candice and Felix in the simplest way possible. I told them something along the lines of "So I know you guys probably see boys and girls in love together on tv and in story books right? But boys can like boys and girls can like girls and I'm a boy that likes both boys and girls" they understood and didn't think about it too much.

Driving out of town was a pain at times. Just trying to get on a highway out of Pasadena was hell. Rush hour. I'm not the best driver and I'm an asshole who cuts people off and laughs.
Nobody ever wants to carpool with me. Pidge once said they'd rather walk on a highway of hot coals then ride in a vehicle with me at the wheel.
Once I got out of town the amount of cars lessened and I opened the windows to get some airflow.
I sang along to my mixtape cd of old pop songs.
My car is older and has a CD player yes. I appreciate it very much.
I soon pulled up to my house and parked in my usual spot next to Jana's white suv.
I rolled up my windows and got out and locked my car and strolled into the house.
The alarm made it's usual beep as I entered.
I kicked my shoes off and headed into the kitchen.
My mother was at the counter cutting vegetables and Jana was sat at the kitchen table with Candice as they painted their nails.
"Ah you're home!" My mother cheered. I walked over to her and gave her a hug. Her long greying hair was pulled into a bun to keep it from getting in her way.
I'm almost a foot taller than her. It makes me feel like a giant but I still hide behind her in certain situations.
"How was your day?" She asked kissing me cheek.
"Pretty good" I said.
"There's a new boy in our grade" I added.
"Oh?" Jana spoke up from the table. "He must be something special because you're blushing" She teased.
"I am not!" I retorted even though I did feel my face heat up.
"Jana is right Lance" My mother spoke. "¿Es un nuevo interés amoroso?" She said in Spanish so Candice couldn't understand.
"No mamá, sólo lo encuentro atractivo" I mumbled.
"Stop talking Spanish I want to know what your saying!" Candice yelled. "Speaking Spanish, not talking Spanish" Jana corrected.
"Me he encontrado un novio potencial" I cooed to Candice even though she has no idea what I'm saying.
She only knows a few words in Spanish but me and Jana are the only kids fully fluent in it although our first language is English, we were taught Spanish growing up. Kaleb knows a bit but isn't fluent.
Being from Cuba both my parents wanted us all to be fluent in Spanish to keep us connected to our heritage.
But gave up after Kaleb. Both sides of my family are pure Cuban. Both my mother and father were born and raised in the U.S but both of their parents are from Cuba.

Having such a big, close knit family is one of the best feelings in the world.
Besides having supportive friends, coming home to a loving family never fails to make me feel warm, happy, and safe.