"Keep your eyes peeled for people that look interesting," Plaxum reminded with her mouth full as the three of them sat by themselves.
The small circular table was placed right next to the cafeteria doors—meaning they could see the whole room—and only had four seats, with Allura sitting in between Pidge and Plaxum and an extra seat in between Plaxum and Pidge. It totally didn't make Pidge jealous. Totally.
Pidge groaned. "I still think trying to set Hunk and Shay up would be a better plan than this."
"Hush hush. This opens up Hunk's options," Allura assured.
Pidge groaned again, biting into her food and taking her phone out. She'd spent all of tech next to Allura and now she'd spent five minutes of her lunch next to Allura; her brain was again being invaded by the memory of the parking garage playing over and over. She really, really needed to vent.
Hey Lance, sorry to bother you, I hope your day is going okay
Hunk and I are going to visit you after school tomorrow
But in the meantime I need help
"What about him in the corner?" Allura pointed where she wanted Pidge and Plaxum to look.
"No, he seems too... Gang-like? As if he's in some sort of motorcycle gang and does drugs," Plaxum said with a sigh.
Pidge glanced where Allura was pointing but didn't look for long or say anything because her phone buzzed, an ecstatic feeling rushing through her.
Losershooter: lucky for you, i have nothing going on yet today so i have some time to text
Losershooter: what's the problem??
Pidge grinned, despite typing out what she was.
So uh, long story, but, Allura kissed the top of my head on Christmas Eve and I can't figure out what to feel about it
Losershooter: UM
Losershooter: WHAT
"Oh! Over there!" Allura pointed at another person.
Pidge looked up and squinted. "She looks like someone who spends way too much reading about the Kardashian family."
"Yeah," Plaxum agreed in disgust.
Allura huffed. "I thought she was cute."
"But not for Hunk," Plaxum pointed out.
"Fair enough," Allura sighed.
Pidge resumed her texting.
Well she waited for me after everyone left and in the parking garage she stopped me and started asking about my mental health??
And then she told me to go to her whenever anything has me down
And then
Pidge's texting was interrupted by another outburst of Allura's.
"Who's that over there?"
Pidge's whole face dropped. Allura was pointing was a dark-skinned girl with frizzy, unkempt, dyed-blonde hair and glowing brown eyes, wearing a loose green and yellow dress along with silver hoops and a black devil-horns headband in her head, skipping around the cafeteria in her black high-tops. Pidge would know that glowing face and out-of-the-ordinary clothing style anywhere. Pidge smirked, drawing out her words. "That, my dear Bi Giraffe, is Shay."
Allura huffed as her eyes narrowed, lowering her arm. "Then that's not an option. Keep looking."
Pidge snickered as she looked back down at her phone. Her moment of being uplifted sank back into her state of anxiousness.

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My Little Lesbean™
Teen FictionPidge is constantly getting in trouble for various things, like hacking into the school's emailing system to send memes to everyone with Lance, raiding the kitchen for snacks to bring to game club with Hunk, and 'accidentally' throwing binders aimed...