Secret Agent, Counterspy (?????????) | Rewritten From Chapter 51+

Chapter 6- Clyde's Jealous

Kieran had had enough.

They had stopped in front of a colossal water fountain at the second park they were at and Kieran was a hundred percent eager to push Clyde into the water.

But he didn't, he just shot Clyde another dirty look.
"That's not an excuse, Clyde! And even if it was, it's not a very good one anyway."

Clyde rolled his eyes in disbelief before sighing in frustration.

Second fight in one day, was this sane?

"Look, Kieran. I'm sorry. I'm a stupid person, I don't deserve to be your best friend."

"How long did it take for you to realise that?" Kieran hollered, strangling Clyde.

Soon after, they were facing each other again, both of them more annoyed than last time, at their first argument after the devastating ice hockey tryout at school.

"Clyde, do you know the actual role of a best friend? You're supposed to help me, be there for me, stick up for me," Kieran began. "Look, we met when we were three, we're both fifteen now, and it's like you've done almost none of those things."

Clyde felt hurt, then he suddenly realised something.

"What about the time where Justin and Kendrick beat you up? And the time where I taught you 'Flight of The Bumblebee' on the piano? And the time where-"

"Okay! I get it. But I know what your problem is. You're jealous, Clyde."

There was another precedented silence for a while as Clyde thought of something smart to say.

"Jealous of what?"

"Jealous of me. Face it, every time I'm better than you at something, you become insanely envious."

Clyde didn't say anything.
Kieran was right.

He was jealous of Kieran because he had better handwriting than him.

He was jealous of Kieran because he was better at art than him.

He was jealous of Kieran because Kieran was way smarter than him.

And he was jealous of Kieran because Kieran was better looking than him.

The journey home wasn't that resplendent either. Clyde and Kieran had an argument at the second park, and it was settled that they weren't going to be friends or speak to each other for the time being.

When Kieran had arrived at home for once, his stepfather kept on questioning him asking where he had disappeared to that made him arrive home at eight o'clock in the night.

He didn't go home straight away.

His real father had died a few years back so Kieran was left with his stepfather Anthony. Whilst two of them did get along, most of the times, they didn't, with Kieran thinking that Anthony had disliked him the most out of all of his siblings.

Anthony had slick brown hair, and was very attractive for his age. He had hazel eyes with a fully grown beard, and he meant business. He didn't like it whenever Kieran was unserious, as well as the rest of his siblings.

"Jesus, where've you been?" Kieran's stepfather wanted to know. "I was worried sick about you."

"I'm sorry, dad. I won't do that again, I promise."

"You better not. Anyway, get ready for bed, your siblings are sleeping, don't wake them up."

"Bed? But it's like, eight o'clock. You know I don't sleep until midnight on Fridays."

"Yeah, I'm telling you, go to bed. Tomorrow is a very busy day for all of us."

"But-"

"Go to bed Kieran."

So he grudgingly did.

Kieran locked himself in his room.
Although he didn't actually sleep.

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Moral of chapter: Arguing with your best friend is normal but if you find yourself arguing too much unnecessarily with your best friend then you might have to end friendship.