Part 2

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Stan's POV again:

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I opened the door to let Firkle out of the car, and he waved as he got out and I soon followed him. Once we got inside the building, something felt..different.

"Hey Firkle, who are those kids down there? They look kinda like us but..emo."
There was a small group of kids around my age over by a pair of lockers, some of the kids seemed..off. Almost familiar.

"I dunno dude. I don't own the damn school." He walked off to find one of his classes, and was walking with Karen and Ike as per usual. Damn, alone again ig.

I walked over to my locker and unlocked it, taking my backpack off and setting my belongings into the locker. I tried to hurry as I was near the weird kids I saw and I didn't really want to interact with them, they seemed weird.

But then, something caught my vision. In the corner of my eye, I saw a familiar color. A ginger hair color, and very curly too. Was it..Kyle? I was too scared and nervous to look. I know, I'm a pussy. Wait why am I talking to myself.

Just as I came back to my reality, one of the other kids pushed me into my locker, hitting my head slightly against it.

"Ow what the fuck??" I turn back to see him. Mike Makowski. Wasn't he the leader of the vamp kids or something a few years back? Don't tell me..

"That's what you get, emo." I'm not fucking emo. It's called GOTH. I see that head of golden locks again behind him, as he steps forward.

He stopped dead in his tracks as we locked eyes. It was him. It was Kyle.

He looked, almost stunned. Scared even. I wanted to speak but couldn't. It's almost like I lost my breath.

"K-Kyle.?-" I managed to get that out of my mouth

He just stared and looked at the ground. He looked almost..embarrassed.

Was Kyle..a vamp kid? He sure dressed like one. He has the leather jacket, the red or just dark colored clothing in general, and I think the tips of his hair is dyed purple. It's hard to tell since he always has that hat on.

He said something under his breath, though I could still here it.

"Hi..Stan..-" I guess he didn't want anyone else to hear him. He walked back to his group and he looked kinda upset. They all walked away, as Mike flipped me off from behind as I just stand there, still kinda shocked.

What the fuck just happened?

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