I woke up the next morning to find Kyle lying next to me. I smiled. Looking at the clock, I wondered if Kyle wanted to go to school. We still had time to get ready and eat something; it was only 7:23. I shook Kyle lightly and said, "Hey, Kyle. Wake up."
"Nhh, what time is it...?" He asked meekly.
"It's about 7:30" I answered.
Kyle jumped up and said, "Holy shit, dude! We're going to be late for school! I have a test I need to take!"
Yep, he did wanted to go.
We almost missed the bus, but we got there just in time. On the way, Kyle was talking about his Science test, but I wasn't really paying attention.
I was having all these thoughts in my head, like why these weird feelings toward Kyle were appearing. He has been my Super Best Friend since 1st grade.
We had all these awesome adventures when we were in 4th grade. Like when we dressed like super heroes called "Coon and Friends". Or when I thought everything sounded like shit and I got isolated from him.
Yeah that wasn't the greatest memory, but it's still a memory.
We finally got to school, and me and Kyle went to our classes. I went to my homeroom and sat next to Kenny, who was reading a PlayBoy magazine.
Classic Kenny.
I was about to get my phone out and put on My Chemical Romance, until I heard a too familiar voice from the back of my head.
"Hey Stan."
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More Than a Friend
RomanceKyle likes Stan. He has been for the last 3 years of his life. But since Stan dates girls and has Wendy for a girlfriend, he knows he will never have a chance. That is, until Stan and Wendy brake up.
