More Than a Friend

Chapter 7

Stan's P.O.V
"What the heck, Stan?! Why did you leave me by myself?" Wendy yelled at me. "I told you that I was going to talk to Kyle." I said rolling my eyes. "Yeah, and I thought you were coming back! Not leaving me alone!" I just did a shrug and turned back to he front.
I know that was very dickish of me, but I didn't really care. Mrs. Shaw then rose from her chair and confronted the class. "Ok students, I want you to read Chapter 27 while I go find Craig Tucker." She left the class and as soon as the door closed, students started to talk. I don't know what triggered this thought, but I knew I had to break up with Wendy. Not right now, since she is already pissed at me. Maybe tomorrow, after school.
I looked around the room. Everyone was talking or messing around, except for Kyle who was reading his text book. I smiled. He was always been a great student. But not to the point where he was a kiss ass, like Wendy.
"Stan? Are you ok?" Wendy asked. I turned around to see her with a confused face. "What? What was I doing?" I asked. "You were spacing out. It looked like you were staring at Kyle, but I know you weren't!" She said with a smile at the end. "Uhh, yeah. I just kinda spaced out, I guess." I replied back. The bell rang and everyone left. I tried to wait for Kyle, but Wendy grabbed my arm and lead me out. "C'mon Stan, let's get to lunch."
As we left, I turned my head to see a sad Kyle. That just made my heart shatter.
That's it! Tomorrow, I will be breaking up with my girlfriend! No one hurts my super best friend, EVER!

Kyle's POV
Stan turned his head and looked at me for a second. I could tell he saw my face of disappointment. I was going to sit with him today. But of course, Bitchzilla has to come in and ruin it.
Wendy is not the boss of Stan! Boyfriend or not, Wendy needs to back off. I need to talk to Stan about this. Maybe after school when he's at my house. But for now, I need to eat. My stomach is killing me.
I enter the Cafeteria and I see Stan sitting with Wendy and her friends. I get my lunch and find a place to sit. However, most of the tables are full. Except for one with one girl sitting there. Her name is Angella. She was a new student just last year. I let out a sigh and sit next to her.
"Uhh, hi." I say shyly. She looks up and sees me. She has dark brown hair that goes past her shoulders. Her skin is a dark tan and her brown eyes are framed by her thick black glasses.
"Hey, Kyle! What's up?" She says with a warm smile.
"Nothing really. Just the fact that I hate Wendy Testaburger" Angella then pauses her episode of "Doctor Who" on her phone and gives me her full attention. "Ah, Wendy. That bitch who keeps telling me to "be a normal girl" and to dress like a girl. What's your reason to hate her guts?" I look over to Stan and point to them. "She keeps pulling me and my best friend Stan, away." Then without hesitation she says,

"Oh, you mean your crush?"