Because I just felt like writing something like this.
Warnings: Cursing and lots of arguing. I'm also pretty sure this might sound sort of like a bad relationship. Trust me, I am just super pissed and am putting that on a page.
Ages: 16 both.
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Kyle's POV."Okay. Groups of four," the teacher says.
I, very lazily, turn to Kenny and Stan.
"Whose fourth?" I ask.
Tweek sits next to Kenny.
"Hey there," Kenny says.
"Gaaay," Stan says, laughing.
"You have a boyfriend as well you fuck," I say.
"Yeah. But I don't do everything with Token," Stan says.
Kenny rolls his eyes.
"Really now? Really?" Kenny asks.
"Okay. Now one from each group, go into an another group," the teacher says.
I stand up. Quickly, Leo and Bebe change places.
"Kyle, Token, change groups," the teacher says.
"Why?" I ask.
"Come on, Kyle," the teacher says.
I take my bag.
"Good luck with Craig," Kenny says, chuckling.
I take a long sigh before going to Jimmy, Clyde and the fucking asshole himself.
"Oh hey," I say, sitting between Jimmy and Clyde.
"Hi," Craig says, almost venomously.
"Well... lets get this over with then," I say.
Craig looks at Clyde.
"Everyone. I'll be giving you the subject," the teacher says.
"How about how much I hate him?" Craig asks, pointing to me.
"Oh really now? Do you? As far as I know, you have no reason to," I say.
"I have more reasons than you, that's for sure," Craig says.
"Oooh. You are blaming it on me now? Wow. I thought you could own up to your own actions!" I say.
"What is going on here?!" The teacher yells.
Stan raises his hand.
"Please explain," the teacher says.
"Those two were dating and they didn't have such a good fallout," Stan says.
I laugh.
"That's an understatement for what this fucker did," I say.
"I didn't do anything!" Craig says.
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