the Truth of the Relationship

Ch.2: Sleepover

Kyle's POV:

After school, Bebe was waiting for me in front of my locker. This has been our daily routine after I found out about her crush and she found out about my "secret" crush. Honestly, I'm glad we did because her and Clyde are amazing friends.

"'K: Hey, Bebe.'

'B: Hey! Look at my new shoes, Kyle! Don't they look amazing?'

'K: Did you and Clyde sneak off campus to go to the mall again?'

'...'

'K: I knew it. Let's just go, dude. Clyde's impatient.'"

It used to be so awkward between us. It surprises me how knowing a few things about someone can really change your relationship with them.

I've been driving her and Clyde to my house after school every day now. Thing is, no one knows that Clyde hangs with us and they think that I drive to Bebe's house.

It's kind of weird and a long story. I didn't feel like explaining all this to Cartman, which is why I had no idea what to tell him earlier.

I'd normally rant to Stan, but some things aren't meant to be shared with him. Bebe and Clyde are people I can relate to rather than just hang out with.

As we meet with Clyde outside the school, I hand them both recently bought AirPods. I'm getting pretty tired of sharing and having them fight over who gets the second one.

"'B: Aww. Thanks, Kyle!'

'C: Yeah. Thanks.'

'K: I still have lots of money left over, so it's fine, really.'"

Just as we're entering my car, I notice Stan with Wendy, heading to his car. They must be having lots of fun.

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Once I enter my street, Bebe yells as if her life depended on it.

"B: A ROACH! CLYDE, KILL IT! KILL IT!" She yelled as she hid behind Clyde.

"That's a hair tie," Clyde says after looking at the "roach," and then at Bebe.
...
"B: Oh."
...

I need to hold it in. Otherwise, I'll lose focus. I really don't feel like crashing my car to our deaths right now. I value my life, thank you very much.

As soon as I see my house, I pull over as fast as possible without warning.

I look at Clyde. He looks at me. He looks at Bebe. I look at Bebe. Bebe looks at Clyde. Bebe looks at me. We look at each other. We die of laughter. This is why I love them.

We're still laughing as we enter my house, even as we go into my bedroom.

The laughter dies down eventually after Bebe and Clyde jump onto my bed. They say it's "comfortable," but I only find it as comfortable as they do when I'm cuddling with someone.

Unexpectedly, Bebe sighs and asks, "Do you guys think Wendy likes me? She's given me mixed signals, but I think she's just being friendly and I'm overthinking it."

I love Bebe and all, but she can be a real idiot. I mean, the atmosphere completely changes when Wendy's talking about Stan compared to when she's talking about Bebe.

It's too obvious she's in love, but Bebe just can't seem to comprehend it. She literally ALWAYS knows when someone like another.

"'K: Are you kidding? That's like asking if Tolkien likes Clyde!'

'C: Tolkien does no-'

'B: You're not just saying that to comfort me?'

'C: Hey! Don't igno-'

'K: No, dude! She definitely likes you.'

'B: If she likes me, then why is she dating Stan?'

'K: No idea, but she doesn't like him in that way. I promise.'

'B: If you say so.'

'C: You guys, Tolkien does not like me!'

'K: Sure he doesn't.'

'C: Seriously.'

'B: But he does! It's almost too obvious.'

'You're just saying that because I like him. He doesn't like me back,' Clyde says, earning a thrown shoe from Bebe.

'K: How come you both catch on to other's crushes so easily, yet you refuse to believe that yours like you back?'

'C: I know you aren't talking. Stan likes you back, too, but no. According to you, he'll 'leave you for Wendy any day.'

'K: I'm not lying, dude. He throws up whenever he's around her!'

'B: Yeah, he throws up at the thought of doing anything romantic with her. He throws up just remembering that they're dating. It disgusts him!'

'C: Not exactly.. Well, he only threw up around her the first few months into their relationship!'

'...'

'K: You know what? I think we're all just messed up right now. Let's go eat, I bought some KFC before school started.'

'B: I can't. I'm on a diet.'

'C: We know you're lying. Just shut up and come eat.'

'B: No, I really am. I swear!'

'K: We don't care if you're on a diet. You're eating with us.'

'B: Oh.'

'C: Let's go. I'm starving.'"

When Bebe said she was on a diet, Clyde and I exchanged a look. We know she isn't on a diet. Well, kind of.

She has an eating disorder that causes her to starve herself because she thinks Wendy wouldn't date someone fat. Plus, people gaslit her into thinking she was fat (mostly her mom).

I hate people. But either way, Wendy checks Bebe out whenever no one's looking at her. At least when she thinks no one's looking at her, but I definitely am.

"C: Where'd you leave it?" Clyde asks, looking through my counters. It's actually right behind him, he's just too blind too notice.

"'B: Look behind you.'

'C: Oh.'

'K: Blind ass.'

'C: What'd you say?'

'K: Nothing.'"

I grab the food and take it to my bedroom before calling Clyde and Bebe over. It's another movie night.

When they get here, they're shocked that I have more food. Snacks, more like. I've got ICEES, popcorn with butter, Sour Belts, Sour Patch Kids, spicy chips, AirHeads, Slime Lickers, and much more snacks. It's mostly just a variety of sour or spicy candy.

I'm obviously not expecting us to finish all this in one night, but I've got a huge stash my parents don't know about. I keep them all hidden on the drawers of my desk and I've got nothing better to do with them.

"K: What movie do you guys wanna watch?"

We decided on watching "switched" on Netflix and ended up in a cuddling position. We stay in this position (again) until we slowly start to feel sleepy.  Once we do, we keep the TV on, but we fall sleep.