~Kenny X Reader~

Chapter 3

Kenny POV

Science class was pretty good.

And (Y/N) made plenty of friends.

Everyone thinks that she's pretty cool.

"Hey Kenny." Someone called me.

"Kenny!!" I turned to face the person.
"What do you want from me?"I yelled in their face.

"Woah. Dude, chill." Stan held his hands in defence.

I sighed. "Sorry dude.."

"Nah, it's okay, why're you always spacing out all of a sudden?" He asked me.

I looked down at my feet.

We were walking to Stan's house.
"I dont know." I shrugged.

"You're lying." Stan said.

"Wow..how'd you know.." I asked sarcastically.

"I don't even know." He replied. "Anywho, I know you like (Y/N)"
I blushed, and turned to face him.

"What?" I raised a brow. "No, dude."

Stan chuckled. "It's pretty obvious, Kenny."

I chuckle. "Whatever you say, dude. Whatever you say.."

I dont like her.

I just met her yesterday.

I dont like her.

.. Right?

Your POV

As I walk through the door of my house, I say a quick hello to my dad but before I could go any where else, he stopped me.

"Hey! (Y/N)! How was your first day at school? Was it fun? Did you make any friends?" He asked excitedly.

My dad was the really nice, funny and fun type of dad. I loved him so very much.

"Yeah, it was good. I made a lot of friends actually." My dad smiled.

"Happy to hear that, (Y/N)." He said. "I told you that you'd make a ton of friends."

I giggled softy. "Yeah..I guess you were right." I smiled.

We then had a quick chat about my new school and stuff, and then I went up into my room.

I locked the door of my room and jumped onto my bed with my back facing the ceiling.

All of a sudden, my phone began to ring.

What the heck...who the fudge is calling..? I asked in my mind.

I got up and searched my pocket for my phone. I checked the ID name of the caller, and it said 'Unknown.'

And then, for some reason, I answered the call.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Oh hey!" The voice said."(Y/N)!"

"Eh...do I know you..?" I asked awkwardly.

"Well DUH..of course you do! I'm Clyde!" Clyde said over the phone.

"Oh" was all I said.

"What?"

"What?"

"What?"

"Why're we saying 'what'?"

"I don't know"

Then there was an awkward silence.

"Hey, why'd you call me anyways?" I asked.

I heard some shouting coming from the other end for a moment, before I heard Clyde Speak.

"Hah. Sorry about that. " he apologized. "Im here with Craig, and he found me petting Stripe when he left for a second."

"Oh.. Okay..?"

I started to hear banging.

"Um. Clyde?" I ask. "Are you okay? Whats happening?"

He chuckled nervously. "Oh, nothing!"

"Open the fucking door, you little shit!"

I heard a different voice yell.

"Who was that?" I ask.

"Thats Craig! Remember when I told you I was petting his guinea pig, and he saw? Yeah. So now he kinda whats to kill me."

I frown. "Why would he want to kill you, all you did was touch the guinea pig."

"Craig loves Stripe and doesnt like me touching him so---"

Suddenly, I heard a loud slam and a thud.

"(Y/N)! Call the police! Craig's in! Call the--"

Suddenly the call ended, leaving me confused.

I took my phone away from my ear, and just stared at it.

I threw it across the room and lied back down on my bed.

Why did I ever decided to give Clyde my number..?

I stayed there in bed, staring at the ceiling, bored.

"What to do.. What to do.." I muttered.

"Why did I throw my phone all the way over there...?" I face palmed.

I turn my head to the side, looking at the clock.

6:30.

Hm.

Guess I'll just take a quick nap.

I yawned, and slept in no time.

Though that quick nap turned into a 12 hour one and I ended up waking up early the next morning.