---Stan's pov---
I pull my phone out of my pocket, and see that Wendy is calling me.
I get confused. Wendy broke up with me.
I answer the phone and put it to my ear, "What?"
"Hey Stan... I was wondering if you could come over to my house. We need to have a talk," she says sounding nervous.
"About what?" I ask glancing over at Kyle who's still staring blankly at the TV screen.
"Well, I was thinking we could maybe get back together. I didn't mean what I said that night. You were drunk so you didn't mean to do those things," she says.
I shake my head and pinch the bridge of my nose, "What if I did mean what I did and said?" I ask.
"Then you're an awful friend to Kyle," she says quickly.
"What if I am fucking him?" I ask looking at the wall.
"You're not.... You're not, right?" She says sounding doubtful.
"Maybe, maybe not," I say.
"Stan. We both know you're not gay," she says in a stern voice.
"I don't know what I am."
Pause. "What the hell Stan? Why don't you just stop being difficult and get back together with m-"
"Because you're being a bitch."
"Well, you're definitely not with Kyle because you were an ass to him at that party!" She shouts.
I open my mouth, but I'm cut off by her, "You just had to prove he's in love with you, huh?"
"What?"
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FanfictionStan and Kyle have always been super best friends. But, when they reach high school they start to drift.