Chapter 9

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The next day, I see Wendy outside talking to her friends. Alright, I think to my self, you need to brake up with her.

Walking up to her, she sees me and waves. Wendy comes over were I am and gives me a kiss on the cheek. "Hi Stan!" "Hey Wendy. Um, can I talk to you...alone?" I say nervously.

"Sure." We go behind the school, and I motion her to sit. "What's up?" She says with a worried look on her face. I let out a sigh. "Look Wendy, I'm not going to sugar coat it. I think we need to...break up."

There was a bit of awkward silence until she said, "It's Kyle, isn't it?" My eyes widen. "W-what?" "Don't play dumb with me, Stan! He's the reason!" She said, raging with anger. That is kinda the truth. "I have seen Kyle look at you! He likes likes you!"

I couldn't move. "Uh.." Words seemed to fail me. Wendy stood up. "We are through!" She leaves and left me behind.

The deed is done.

I see Wendy running away from the back of the school. I wonder what happend. Then, I see Stan walking out also. I smile and wave. He sees me and gives me a crack of a smile.

I walk over to him. "Hey Stan! What were you doing back there?" After I said that I regretted it.

What is they were doing nasty thing or "it"?! That none of my business! The thought almost made me throw up. Stan and Wendy, MAKING OUT?! That slut doesn't deserve Stan!

"Hey Kyle. I just broke up with Wendy." He shrugged. "Oh, sorry dude." I said looking down, but inside I was jumping for joy. "It's ok. She's a bitch anyway." He pats my head.

"You are all that I need!" He says smiling.

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