Chapter 4
Kyle's POV
6:15 am
" MOM! Where is my keys?! " I yelled
" How am I supposed to know? It's your keys! It's not my job to keep up with your crap! " My mum yells back
Great how am I supposed to head to school? I can't ask Blaire cause she obviously hates me but what choice do I have? I could walk.
So I grab my book bag and head out and start walking, I walk pass Blaire's house and up the street.
I did not expect this but Blaire offered me a ride?
" Hey dummy! Get in! " She says
So I get in.
I dread school, being friends with fake people who act like your friend but really, they just want to be popular and all that get up!
***Skip to school***
I walk out of her car and thank her.
I don't know what it is about her, she is one of a kind and different from all the peppy chicks out there but....
" Hey dude, how come you don't anwser my calls and stuff and why are you hanging with that loser? Don't you have other trashy plans then talk to her?" My friend Mason calls out
" She ain't a loser, she's cool but y'all are too glad to even care!"I say with no emotion
" Cut the crap! You know if you talk to us that way their will be consequences "Mason shouts again
" Just shut up! Who cares! You ain't my boss and I sure can tell you for fact you don't wanna make me mad!"I yell
" your gonna regret that!" Mason says
" Well it is true, y'all act all big and strong when really you try to act big and tall when really your a wuss inside!"
"UGHHHHH!" He shouts
" Alright nice talking to ya!" I say
After I said that I walked away.
***Skip to home***
I flip threw channels and stop at Glee, I don't know what this show is about but I don't care!
A few hours went by and I call Abby one of Blaire's friends and ask for her number. ( I am not a stocker btw, Blaire's just the only person that I trust or talk to. )
Texting
Hey
Read at 4:56 pm
Hey! Who is this?
Sent at 4:58 pm
It's me Kyle!
Read at 5:02 pm
Who gave you my number??
Sent at 5:04 pm
Abby why?
Read at 5:05 pm
Just asking cause for a second there I thought you were a stocker! Lol
Sent at 5:08 pm
No I'm not just bored
Read at 5:12 pm
Why don't you text your friends then?
Sent at 5:13 pm
They are all fake and they aren't my friends
Read at 5:17 pm
Oh, well sorry
Sent at 5:19 pm
Yea.... Well ttyl
Read at 5:21 pm
BYEEEE
Sent at 5:22
End of conversation
As I end the conversation I decided to take a ride on my motorcycle.
I speed down the street towards this dark alley place type thing, and spot a motorcycle.
I walk towards this rust metel door and walk in.... And I spot.
" Blaire? "
Wait she street fights? No wonder shes different!
" Kyle? "
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Sorry if this is short tried to make it long, and I tried to add a cliff hanger but I failed!
Hope you liked this chapter! I'll add another chapter tonight or tomorrow but for now Byeeeeee!
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