Hi, guys, I am back with Chapter 3. I sorry for being a little late. I kinda added a lot of more stuff to this chapter and then had to make it into two chapters. Anyways I hope you enjoy and I want you guys to know that I'd enjoy a comment every now and then. Enjoy!
Kris/Kyla
Kris made his way to the seat in the very back of the class right next to the window. Kris had always enjoyed sitting near a window. It made it easier to zone people out. To forget about his problems. To forget about everything completely. Kris quickly sat in his seat and slid his headphones. He began to listen to My Chemical Romance as he stared out the window. He began to clear his mind and tune out everything around him. Kris was so zoned out that he didn't even notice Kyla sit down in the seat right next to him.
Kyla always sat next o Kris in the classes she had with him. Even when her so-called friends would practically beg her to sit with them. Kyla wasn't stupid. She knew that the people who claimed to be her friends talked shit about her and Kris behind her back. Even though she knew that she would still always be polite when she declined them and would ignore the glares she would receive from them. Kyla knew most of the people she hung out with were assholes, yet she continued to hang out with them because just like all teenagers she just wanted to fit in. Kyla knew that made her slightly weak but she couldn't help it. Kyla may have wanted to fit in but it didn't stop her from knowing who her real friends are. Kris was basically her only true friend. Kyla trusted Kris with her life and would probably do anything for him.
Kyla really cared about Kris. She always saw him as a younger brother that she had to protect. She tried to protect him as best as she could. She could never understand how Kris could put up with that beast he called his father. If it was up to her Kris and his mother would be living with her and her family and Kriss father would be rotting in hell. However, it wasn't up to her and Kris always declined her offers to stay with her. Kyla quickly snapped out of her thoughts when she heard their English teacher clear his throat.
"Ok class before we began I'd like to introduce you to our new student Logan Nite."
Kyla's eyes widened as she wanted Logan nod. She even noticed how he was staring directly at Kris. Kyla quickly elbowed Kris to get his attention and made a head gesture towards the front of the class. Kris turned his head to the front of the class to see Logan.
Kris couldn't believe his shitty luck. Of course, the guy he had to bump into like an idiot would end up in his class. Kris was about to look away not wanting to make any eye contact with him. That was before the teacher said something that basically had Kris cursing under his breath.
"Logan, you can have a seat in front of Kris."
The teacher pointed directly at Kris and Kris's could've sworn that he saw Logan smirk slightly before he thanked the teacher and began to talk to his seat right in front of Kris. Kris quickly looked away from Logan and back out the window as he attempted to zone out once again.
Kyla watched Logan as he sat in front of her best friend. Kyla could admit that Logan was one good looking guy. She could also admit that if he didn't set off her gaydar, she'd be all over him. But she knew by the way he looked at Jis that he was off limits. All she could think of was how interesting this school year was going to be.
*Time Skip: Lunch Time*
Kris was so happy when lunch time came, that he basically ran out of his history class when the lunch bell rang, As Kris walked to his locker to meet up with Kyla he thought about how Logan was in all his classes so far. He wasn't complaining or anything because Logan seemed to be a nice guy. Hell, he even sat near him and every class and completely ignored the stares he would get for sitting near him. Logan also ignored all the sluts who tried to get attention. He seemed to have no interest in those girls whatsoever.

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