Karma (Wendip)

10. Fake People

Hallo, sorry I hadn't updated in a while.

I walked down the hall with Wendy by my side. It was still strange. Even though we were friends, I just couldn't get the idea out of my head that I was far too inferior to Wendy.

It was also strange because she insisted to stick by my side for the rest of the day. Between class periods, during class, and now, during lunch. It was all because I got punched...

I must be troubling her...

Currently, me and Wendy were on our way to the library. We agreed that if she got me lunch, then I would be able to go to the library...

I obviously chose that, because the alternative was that she got me lunch and I sat with her in the cafeteria... in front of everyone.

Before I could open the library doors, Wendy got in front of my and opened them herself. I thanked her and walked through.

We chose a seat at an empty table and... sat... it was awkward to say the least.

I had never had any friends to sit with before. Mabel didn't count because she was my sister, and besides, she doesn't sit with me anymore.

It's nothing to get sad about. She just happened to have the right personality and looks to become popular. She even rivaled with Pacifica and Wendy. But no one could ever beat Wendy. She's too awesome.

After a few minutes of silence, Wendy was the first to speak. "So... Why don't you tell anyone, dude? Like, any adult."

I knew what she meant, though she was vague.

"Because... Robin is popular, Bill is, too, and no one would believe me because of it. They 'know' Bill and Robin, but they know nothing about me..."

"Why would they believe me..." I said tiredly.

Wendy didn't respond.

I wasn't hungry anymore, less than I was before... Thats fine, though. It's not as awkward as it was before; more comfortable, now.

In the silence, excluding all the munching Wendy and I were performing, I collapsed in thought. Not literally collapsing, of course.

Wendy; my friend. It's still a fresh thought. I don't think this will ever get old.

Friend...

My lips twitched. I didn't even bother to hide the smile.

Wendy is my friend... what does she see in me?

My smile drops.

Why does she want to be my friend? Should I ask?

"Hey, Wendy?"

She hummed with a mouthful of a tuna sandwich.

"Um... uh-what... why did you want to be... my friend." I swear, I almost sounded slurred. Must be the nerves...

"Well... because I thought you were nice; not like those fake people. Those people only want to hang with you 'cause you got status, you know."

"How do you know I won't be like those.. fake... people?" I questioned.

"I don't know, man. I just... do."

I accepted it. There are a lot of things that we do or say without thinking, or knowing why.

We both went back to eating in silence.

After a few moments, I noticed that the students were going back to class. I got up, along with Wendy. We gathered our things and walked out of the Library doors.

Me and Wendy walked our separate ways to class. I waved goodbye, as did she.

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As always, Human Geography is my least favorite class.

I walked through the door and, reluctantly, walked to my desk. Bill and Robin were already seated down. Bill looked at me with a large fat smirk on his overly perfect face.

I shivered. I sat down, choosing to ignore Bill to the best of my ability.

"Hello, Dipper." Bill drawled out.

I ignored his eerie voice.

Robin looked behind her, a strange expression on her face. The only way to describe it, is that she looked... constipated. I almost laughed. Of course, if I did actually laugh, I would have gotten beat up.

Robin faced forward just as Mrs. Hubbard commenced her lesson.

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Class ended and everyone rushed out.

Typical. But, then again, understandable. Mrs. Hubbard went bat-poop crazy.

I walked briskly to my next class; P.E. The events of the prior class bounded about repeatedly in my head.

I should be used to it. I promise, though, it still scares the heck out of me. That teachers is crazy!

Mrs. Hubbard had gone through half the class acting normal- at least as normal as she can get- when, suddenly, she grew furious. Even Bill was mildly astonished.

She started ranting about how we were all barbarians, cheaters, and brats. Of course, she used a few... well chosen words that I would rather not repeat.

Then, just before the bell rang, she grabbed a textbook and dropped it on the floor with a startling slap.

"We might as well burn this. You guys waste your time on useless things, instead of studying. You guys are idiotic, irresponsible, selfish, bratty, childish, mother fu-" and, thankfully, the bell rang, drowning out her vulgar language.

The walk to P.E. was short; quick. Bill didn't antagonize me, in fact, I didn't even see him. I was torne in half. I was happy, but also apprehensive.

What if he wasn't with me because he was planning to do something to me? It's probable. He said yesterday that he was leaving soon. Maybe he's planning to go with a "bang", or whatever.

The locker room was crowded with males of all heights, colors, and... smells; stinky. We hadn't even done any physical activities for P.E. yet.

I held my breath and walked to my locker. Bill was there... oh great.

I hope this satisfies you guys. If there are any mistakes I may have missed in this chapter, please notify me.