Kyle just sat there on his spot at the canteen table. He hasn't seen Fay once and it unnerved him. He was practically used to seeing small pieces of hers lying around the campus. His only class with hers was History and that was their only class together!
Even if she wasn't by his side. She would always be seen carrying books or helping out a teacher with a well practiced blank smile.
But that would fade upon meeting his chocolate brown eyes. They would curve up and she would, attempt to, wave at him. Her blank eyes lighting up with an emotion only Kyle understood. Acknowledging his existence when few people would.
He banged his head on the table letting out a disgruntled sigh. His eyes felt heavy yet he couldn't find it within himself to actually close his eyes.
This sucks...
"Shit dude, you look like a bager or Rigby from Regular Show with those eye bags of yours," Sweetie unhelpfully added. She drank from her water bottle as she stared at Kyle, clearly amused.
"Don't be that hard on the poor dude, Sweetie. It ain't his fault he accidently broke up with her," Taylor retorted back as he rubbed the back of Kyle soothingly.
Kyle groaned again in pure hatred and self loathing.
"Hey, Siri, is there any ways you can die peacefully?" Sweetie sweetly asked Siri and Taylor looked at her like she just murdered someone.
"Okay, okay, guys you need to calm down. Especially you Sweetie, we do not ask Siri if there are ways to peacefully die," Hearth, the angel of the group, calmly said as he pressed a comforting hand to the hung over boy.
"Well I was just helping his needs!" Sweetie pouted when Taylor smacked her in the head. Honestly, her friends don't know her kind of humor!
But really, it isn't as dark as Ace is though... Hmm...
Kyle just smiled as his friends comforted him. He was honestly used to their antics, they were so full of life and it felt so great living in the moment.
But what happens when he gets tired?
What if he can't keep up on their boundless of energy?
He needs rest.
He wants to be calmed down and recharge. He wants to be well rested and just take a breather.
His social life is like some sort of an anxiety induced attack if someone whose not exactly keen on living life on the edge would uncharacteristically join him and his group of Merry Men on a misadventure.
He is always moving fast, too fast. He can't always keep his footing. He runs like his life is on the line, and very much so it technically is.
Kyle isn't much of a sport-fanatic mania. His slightly muscled arms can tell you he also lounges on the couch of his humble abode.
But he does do stuff that excite him and more often than not. Get him in trouble.
Taylor and Hearth aren't exactly the type of people who would go along with a scheme. But they certainly help getting you out of the problem.
Sweetie is the person you go to when you want an accomplice. She has connections with people who would most likely assist. Like another band of misfit she has.
Thankfully, Kyle befriended the right people.
His schemes and stunts would vary in reality.
An example of that would be when he unmistakably shut down the entire light of the school during a prom night when he was in his elementary years. Another would be the time he dyed the his friend's bully water system in their house in red... Blood red to be exact.
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How Do You Love?
Ficção AdolescenteFay loved a boy, too bad that boy broke up with her. But Fay wouldn't let it get to her. She doesn't care if he gave up on their love. So why do some people keep on trying to get it back. She respects what they used to have and doesn't want to have...