The goth and the vamp

Part 3

Kyles POV

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I started to walk away from Stan. Or at least..I think it was Stan. Why is he a goth kid again? I became a vamp kid because I wanted to fit in somewhere. And these guys kinda understand me. They care about me, at least, I think they do.

"You knew that kid back there?" Mike asked with a puzzled look on his pale face. I looked the the ground.

"Yeah. We are..childhood friends I guess. We haven't talked since Wendy broke up with him again a few months ago. I knew he was upset but I didn't think he'd go goth." I looked down again. I felt a gap in my chest, almost, a feeling of loneliness.

Mike pats my back as some sort of reassurance. "It's okay Ky. He's a ripoff of us anyway."

The goth kids came before us though. I just chuckled and let him have this ego boost. "Yep whatever Mike."

We continued to walk down the hall as my mind is racing again about seeing Stan. Does he hate me? Does he think I hate him? I don't want to think about this right now. It's the first day of our junior year. I want to relax and enjoy myself for a little bit.

I get into my first class and sit down near the back of the class. I set my stuff down beside me. When I look up towards the door, a figure in dark clothes and a grey beanie sits in front of me.

It was Stan, again.