SIDE NOTE: i hc kyle as a transgender male. ik its definitely not canon, but im trans and i never see the hc in wattpad stories so go cry ig <3
Kyles POV
" Boys on the left , girls on the right! "
The gym coach barked out as me and about eight others ran to the left of the gym. It seemed even though the gym teacher was more of a jerk , he didn't ever call me out. i guess he wasn't too bad. When both groups got to our respected sides, coach started rambling on about hygiene and whatnot. the only thing that got my attention was the boy next to me. Stan. Both of our shoulders were touching as i gripped my shirt in distraction. I knew full well how red my cheeks were getting as i tried to cover them up with the flaps of my hat.
' ' Stan, are you going to the school dance? ' ' I uncomfortably brought up. It had been all anyone was talking about for the past week ever since teachers started posting up fliers.
' ' Yeah , i'll probably go. ' ' He said, half interested. I somewhat knew he wasn't going with Wendy since they broke up, but i doubt that'll last. One way of another, he always comes crawling back. I feel some sort of mellow pit in my chest, was I... Jealous? Of wendy? Thats a first.
' ' Oh. ' ' I replied. ' ' Do'ya think you're going with anyone? ' ' Stan shrugged, I knew he hated small talk, but I yearned to know.
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~ Are we still friends? ~ one-sided stanxkyle
Fanfiction' ' Stan. Would you like to... possibly... go to the dance with me? ' ' Its mid-freshman year at SPHS, and, surprise surprise, everyone is talking about the dance, asking others, picking out outfits, all in the normal. Kyle had gone to them before...
