Chapter 25 - Sisters

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Your POV:

A week passed and Eric was absent on Thursday and Friday for "reasons" so of course he's gonna ask for my damn answers.

Eric and I walked through the halls as everyone we passed was chatting, looking through their lockers and even making out.

"Sooo what did I miss on history?" He asked.
"Well we learned about the Black Death and did an assignment for it but I'm sure you wouldn't handle a topic that's fuckin nasty so you might just wanna copy my answers down, as long as you write in your own sentence of course." I explained.

He rolled his eyes.
"Of course I can handle it. I can handle any topic I'm not a fucking pussy." He huffed.
Typical Cartman.

Due to him and I having different class periods in first, he's in history. The teacher was in the bathroom right now so I was just lying my head down until I got a sudden text message from Eric. I read it.

Kick my ass: EWWWW WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT YOU GUYS CALLED "THE BLACK DEATH" THAT WAS FUCKING GROSS I WANT TO VOMIT

You: see? Told ya

Kick my ass: Just send me the damn answers before I puke

So I took out my chromebook, take pics of my answers and sent them.

Kick my ass: thanks plus how tf are you so unbothered by Black Death

You: Y'know me

Kick my ass: yeah right

Kiss my ass: I luv u Y/N no homo 🥺

You: ilyttttt

That's how our conversation ended and I put my phone away. The teacher came back and continued to do whatever she was doing.

Narrator POV:

In middle school in art class, your sister Elenor with her two friends Karen and Tricia whom are also younger sisters of Kenny and Craig are just in one table chatting since there's a substitute and really, the only task is doing missing work.

Elenor is just being talkative while Karen listened to her and Tricia was getting slightly bored of her.

"You're Y/N sister right? 'Cause he's like, familiar with our brothers." Tricia spoke.
"Oh yeah, him. Why are you mentioning that emo?" Elenor asked.
"He's kinda like my brother except Y'know, creepier." Tricia shrugged.
"Oh."

Karen was doodling a picture of her and Mysterion holding hands and wrote "my hero <3 on the top.

"Y'know, he and his fat friend had been close lately and I can't even count the amount of times he invites him over." Elenor mentioned.
"Oh they probably must be gay like our brothers." Tricia shrugged.
"So are you and Karen."

The other two blushed.
"Shut up." Tricia replied.
"What was that?"
"Nothing, Karen."
Elenor smirked.

Your POV:

Got back home from school about an hour ago and I was just doing work on my chrome. Suddenly I heard two knocks on my door.
"Come in." I sighed.

Not surprisingly, it was Elenor.

"What do you want?"
"I have a question but he fully honest."
I didn't show an expression but I was slightly nervous on the inside.

"What?"
"Do you like your friend Eric? Y'know the dude you invite like over 10 times."

Shit, her question caught my off guard. I just looked at her and finally spoke.
"Why did you ask that question?"
"Dunno, you two are just close and yeah you say you're only friends but you let him sleep on your bed."
Fuck fuck fuck.

I sighed. This time I'm not gonna lie to her. I know I shouldn't but I feel like I just have to. I gulped.

"You better promise to not tell anyone. Not mom or dad, not Oliver, not even a single soul." I spoke. She nodded.

"Promise?"
"Promise."

I gulped and took a deep breath.
"Yes I do like Eric..."
"I KNEW IT!!"
"SHHHHH moms downstairs."
"Oh yeah right"

I sighed, slightly blushing. At least I got someone else to admit to other than Stan.
"Don't tell anyone. Please don't."
"Yeah yeah I won't, bye"
"Bye."

She left my room and I sighed, continuing working.

Narrator POV:

Next day in middle school, it was lunch. Karen and Tricia were sitting with each other and Tricia was making sure Karen eats since she's poor and her family can't afford food. Then Elenor walked over.

"HE ADMITTED IT GIRLS! HE LIKES ERIC OMGGG"
Tricia just looked at Elenor and Karen was a bit startled.
"Oh uhm that's great" Karen giggled.
"That's not surprising." Tricia admits.

"Damn if they ever go on a date I gotta stalk themmmm" Elenor complained as she sat down with the two.

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