Chapter 4

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---A few days later---

---Kyle's pov----

I sigh as I make my way to lunch. I just got out of History. It was so boring, but I paid attention anyway. I need to keep my grades up.

On my way to lunch I see Wendy talking with Stan at his locker. She twirls her hair, trying to hard to look cute again.

She sees me walk by and sends a glare my way. She needs to chill the fuck out. I haven't done anything that would be considered "making a move" on Stan. We're just friends.

Stan notices me walking by, "Hey, Kyle! Sup?"

I turn, "Not much, what's up with you?" I ask trying to sound happy. It's rather difficult when Wendy is giving you a death glare.

"The same as usual. Heading to lunch?"

"Duh." Sometimes he says the stupidest things. It's kind of... Cute, I guess.

"Wait for me then." He throws some books in his locker than walks by me to lunch.

As he does I hear Wendy whisper, "Kyle. You dick." I shrug it off and try to ignore her.

As we sit at the lunch table, I feel my phone vibrate. I pick it up and see I have a text message.

Stay the fuck away from Stan. Okay?

Then, I got another text. I'm assuming they're from Wendy.

I will kill you if you try to take my man. He's MINE! Got it?

I looked up. She was chatting with Stan, and putting her phone back into her pocket. What the fuck is wrong with her?

We're just friends.

And that's always what we'll be...

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