Stans pov
Once homeroom came around I went my separate ways with Kyle. I hate homeroom. Craig is in my class. I fucking hate him, he is a douche. Nothing about Craig is good. Dick.
I sit at my desk and wait for the class to be over.
Once the class was over I went to the gym. I love this class, dodgeball is my favorite. When I was in the seventh grade there was this kid named Jasper. He was my bully and I got him square in the nuts. It made him puke, #no regrets. He never bullied me again.
After gym was math, it was the only class I had with Wendy.
She sat beside me, "Hi stan," Wendy gave me a kiss, "I was thinking you could come over to my house this weekend. I'll be home alone and if you want we can go a little further?"
Wendy and I haven't fucked yet. We broke up for a while, like grade five to nine so now that we're doing this again I don't wanna make it seem that I'm using her. Shelly got used by one of her boyfriends and it was just terrible.
The math class seemed to drag on but with Wendy it wasn't too bad.

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