Somethings Change

The Start

"Hey." He said stopping in front of her desk. "Can we talk?"

"Sure!" Wendy smiled finishing grabbing her stuff, she stood and started walking with Kyle to her locker. "So what's up?" she asked casually spinning the lock on her locker.

"Why did you ask to hang out? And what was that about in class?" He asked, Kyle wasn't one to beat around the bush, Wendy knew this.

"Well I wanted to get to know you." Wendy stated simply, meeting Kyle with the same straight forward attitude he was displaying.

Kyle contemplated for only a moment, but his mouth slipped and let out what was only supposed to be a thought. "Is this why you left Stan?" Wendy was surprised by the question but simply shook her head.

"No no... well kind of." She fidgeted awkwardly with her hands. Kyle started to feel a bit angry but Wendy continued before he got a word in. "It's not what you think. Look you know I love Stan, but he was always so obsessed with you. Whenever we were together all he would talk about was you. He'd cancel plans with me to spend time with you. He'd always be looking at you or texting you, and the look on his face...I felt so jealous and insecure."

Kyle's face grew a little red at the confession he was being given here. "Ok I understand why you broke up with Stan then. He just told me you got jealous and broke up with him because he was being stupid." Kyle chuckled lightly, Wendy joined in.

"Right, well that's the short version." The two were snapped out of their conversation as the bell rang for 6th period. "Shit!" Wendy cursed under her breath quickly grabbing her stuff. Kyle panicked and started running to get to his locker. "Kyle! Text me so I can finish explaining!" Kyle waved but didn't look back or stop running.

He was able to get his stuff for English class but wasn't able to make it to class before the bell. Kyle stuck his head in but was surprised not to see the teacher. 'Thank Christ' he thought. Not looking a gift horse in the mouth, he quickly took his seat just as the teacher entered the room. The teacher looked awful, dark bags under her eyes, her hair disheveled. She promptly stated they were going to watch a film before dimming the lights and turning the projector on. Sitting at her seat with her head down, the class started chatting and talking, not paying any attention to the film playing in old English.

Kyle took the pink paper out of his pocket and unfolded it. Wendy's number was written neatly in curvy handwriting. He took out his phone and entered the numbers.

Kyle: Hey

(XXX)XXX-XX56: Kyle?

Kyle: Yeah, Wendy?

(XXX)XXX-XX56: Yep, thanks for texting me! But won't you get in trouble for texting during class?

Kyle took a moment to actually add Wendy to his contacts, also checking to make sure the teacher wasn't paying attention. Luckily she was still asleep at her desk, head buried in her arms.

Kyle: Nah, Ms. Harris put on a movie and went to sleep.

Wendy: Sounds like her, lol. 😊

Kyle: Won't you be getting in trouble for texting?

Wendy: Nope, I'm good. I have independent study this hour.

Kyle: Lucky you. I have independent study next period.

Wendy: I think that's better, then you can just do all your homework for all the classes!

Kyle chuckle, he agreed. Made it easier for him for sure.

Kyle: So you wanted to explain?

Wendy: Oh yeah, well I thought if I hung out with you and got to know you better, I could start to understand why Stan is so obsessed with you. If I knew, then maybe I wouldn't be so mad or jealous.

Kyle thought that made a lot of sense surprisingly. He was jealous of her relationship with him too, maybe this could be mutually beneficial.

Kyle: Alright, well when do you wanna hang out? What would we even do? I don't know what you like.

Wendy: Well I don't know what we have in common, that's why we're hanging out silly. But we can just hang out tomorrow night and study for the calc quiz if you want.

Kyle: That sounds fine. I'll be there.

The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Kyle hadn't even realized he'd been talking to Wendy for that long, but grabbed his stuff and exited the class, making his way to his locker.

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Thanks for reading and checking this out. I don't have a set upload schedule, I just started writing this because I'm bored and have nothing else to do at work. 

The picture is by haku_le. I found it on Google Image search.