Our South Park Story {On Hold/Being Edited}

Chapter 33

LIAM POV:

     It was like a sudden wave washed over me. I don't really know exactly how to explain it. But it was like something clicked in my brain. 

     One minute I was sitting in my period 4 science class, staring a Bebe. I didn't know really why she cheated on me, and for the first time in my whole life, I knew exactly what it felt like to be cheated on. And believe me, it does not feel good. 

     I leaned my head against my left hand tiredly, sighing in sadness. Watching Bebe laugh as took her seat. It was funny though, all of the girls in my class seemed to be staring daggers at her. Bebe tossed her tiny blonde curly hair back behind her shoulder with her hand. 

     "I'm sorry" a voice whispered in my ear, I quickly turned around, startled by this voice. My face was joined by Red's and she gave me a sad took and pursed her lips, placing a hand delicately on my shoulder, patting it before walking away. 

     All of the girls in my science class, popular or not were giving me all sad looks today. It was as if they all knew I was a victim. A victim for a crime where everyone knew who the started it all was.  

     Then Wendy Testaburger walked into the room. Her perfect long black hair falling behind her shoulders and her perfect walking stance. Today she was wearing a dark purple shirt and light blue jaded jean jacket, along with a pair of blue jeggings. She looked beautiful. 

     Going back to the thing that clicked in my brain, it was like watching Wendy walk into the room, made something change in my brain. My eyes turned away from Bebe's curly haired tossing and her make out session with Clyde, and turned to face Wendy. 

     My face left my hand and I stood up straight, watching Wendy take her seat behind me and in front of Red. I turned around in my seat to look at her once again, her gleaming dark brown eyes and her dimples. 

     Wendy didn't say anything but pointed to the band aids on my knuckles, mouthing the words Are You Okay? I closed my eyes and nodded, Wendy passed me a thumbs up and winked, smiling her perfect smile once again. 

     "Okay class! Today take out your...." Mr. Garrison entered the room, and put his book bag next to his desk. He kept talking but I droned him out and took one last look at Wendy's face before turning to the front of the classroom. 

     Shit. I think I like Wendy Testaburger.