File xXx《Yandere Kyman》

Chapter 9 - New Friends!

Kyle Broflovski - March 20, 2004

Silence.

That's all that surrounded me, even though the hallways of the school were louder than a waterfall. I couldn't stop thinking about last night. Wendy...Is she okay?

When that crazy man hit her, she looked so scared...but It wasn't because she feared him. I could tell by her eyes that she was afraid of what he would do to me. She looked at me with her terror-filled eyes, as blood began to drip from her hat.

She mouthed something to me, but it was hard to understand. It looked like "Run, That man is..." Then the rest was unclear. Who could it be? She seemed to know.

I walked into my first period, clutching my books to my chest. I quickly sat down and laid my head on my desk. I just can't get her horrified face out of my head!

"Kyle! Pay attention!" I swiftly sat up to face Mr.Garrison- Wait, Mr.Garrison?!

"Mr.Garrison?!" He didn't look shocked by my response.

"Yes, It's me, Kyle. Your original teacher was fired for, well, a secret job as a pornstar, so I took his place." As usual, Mr.Garrison didn't give a single shit about what he told us. Even if it was disgusting or private, he still told us anyway.

He looked older than he did in elementary but still wore the same wardrobe. His green coat, his dark green pants, his same old glasses- he looked the same. His hair was more grey, but that's normal.

"Anyway, back to the lesson! When dealing with violence, you should..." I felt something hit my back. I turned around to see a note next to my bookbag. I hesitantly picked it up and opened it, then relief washed over me.

It read, "Hey, are you okay? You seem kinda shaken. -David"

I'm not sure this 'David' is, but he seems nice. Hopefully I can talk to him in person later? I picked up my pen and scribbled a response. "Yea, I'm fine. Just thinking about something personal. Thank you for asking! - Kyle"

I threw the note back in the direction that I had guessed it came from, then began to work on my math homework. Mr.Garrison continued to teach, frequently getting off topic until the bell rang.

I picked up my bag and ran out the door while nodding to Mr.Garrison as a goodbye. I began to walk down the halls until I heard footsteps behind me and someone calling my name. I turned around, only to see a Latino-American boy with black hair running towards me.

"Hi, Kyle! I'm David. Nice to meet you!" He smiled while fiddling with the sleeves of his blue and white shirt.

"Oh! Hi, David! It's nice to meet you. Thank you for the kind note, dude. I really appreciate it." I shook his hand, then continued to walk down the hall by his side. He was really sweet, I will admit to that. I think he'd make a great friend.

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