After Token left, Kyle came to his locker.
"Hey." I greeted him with a smile. He looked up to me, due to the fact he was shorter than me. He smiled too and said, "Hey, Stan!" Reaching for his locker, he opened it and got his stuff for his next class. We both didn't say anything for a moment until he asked, "Hey, have you seen Angela at all today?"
Wow, I almost forgot about her. "No, I haven't. Maybe she's sick." I said with a shrug. Kyle replied with a 'oh' and he shut his locker.
We walked down the halls, our shoulders sorta touching. Some of the girls saw us and started to giggle. Typical girls, I thought. Even one jock said "fags" while we walked pass his group of brainless football players. I really hope Kyle didn't hear that. He can get hurt pretty easily.
We finally got to our class and we sat next each other. Few seconds later, Kenny and Cartman came in and sat in front of us. "Hey Kenny, did you see that fight yesterday?" Cartman asked with some type of powdered food in his mouth. "Yeah, it was kinda hot." He replied with his parka muffling his voice. "Eww, Kenny. You're such a perv. And besides, neither of those girls were even hot." Fatass retorted.
I rolled my eyes. Kenny replied with, "I don't know. I kinda have a thing for that Mexican one." Before Cartman could say something racist, the teacher came in and started the lesson.
As she droned on with a battle or something, I started to stare at the window. I don't know why, but my mind went to Kyle. I take a look at him in the corner of my eye, and find him listening to the lecture and taking notes. I smile to myself. He's just too cute.
Whoa! That's like the second time I have said that! What is wrong with me?! Why am I thinking about Kyle and how fucking adorable he is? Gah! I did it again!
Wait, d-do I have a thing for Kyle?
No, that's crazy. I'm straight, and so is he. Actually, I never seen Kyle even give a second glance at a girl. Maybe cause he wasn't wanting a relationship because he was always studying. But still, even in my last relationship, I still looked.
I was interrupted from my thoughts when I heard the bell ring. Wow, it's been an hour already? I started to pack up my books and head to lunch.
I got to lunch and sat down at an empty table, since I was one of the first people to get there. Few minutes later, Kyle had his lunch in hands, as well as a book. He loved to read while he ate.
He sat down and said, "Hey Stan!" I smiled.
"Hey dude. What are you reading now?"
He picked up the book to show me the cover. It said "Harry Potter and the Half-Dead Prince". "I have to read this for Language Arts," he explained. "The theme for this week was Fantasy, so this is what I'm decide to read." I nodded, then started to eat the burger that was probably used with fake meat.
More and more people came into the lunch room. Then, my eye caught something.
It was Angela. And she looked sad. She proceeded to her regular table and just sat there. Kyle must have seen too, because he said, "What's up with Angela?"
"Probably on her period." Cartman replied. "Shut up, fatass." I said, rolling my eyes. "I'm going to talk to her." Kyle said, and he stood up. "I'll go to."
"Be careful guys," Cartman yelled to us. "Girls can be animals when on their period!"
Stupid Cartman.
We got to her table and sat down. She didn't look up to us. "Hey, Angela. What's up with you? You looked like your dog has died." I said. She looked up to us, her eyes glossy from tears.
"Guys, I'm getting expelled."
(Hello guys! :D So, I want to give you guys the best of this story. And now that I look back to early chapters, I reilise that 1.) My writing FUCKIN sucked. 2.) The chapters were WAY too short. I even had one chapter just be one small paragraph. I mentally slap 7th grade me in the face. so my goal from now on is at least 1000+ words in each chapter. So yeah. I know that this wasn't 1000 words, but i'm trying. so yeah.)
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More Than a Friend
RomantikKyle 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.