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Gripping his phone tightly, Kyle reads the last message 'stantheman' has sent with a look of pure disgust on his face. Kyle rolls his eyes and tosses his phone onto his bed. Letting out a sigh, he shakes his head.

"I don't have time for this."

Kyle turned his back to his phone and began to walk out of his room. However, something was pulling him back. Kyle turned back to his phone and saw that his screen was lit up.

Rolling his eyes, Kyle walks over to his bed and grabs his phone.

stantheman: how hypocritical
stantheman: you got butthurt when i didn't respond, but now you're not responding.
stantheman: ignoring stan the man
stantheman: i never thought this day would come
stantheman: when i, stan the man, would be ignored by fanta stick

Kyle's face instantly turned red. Fanta stick?

fantastick: omfg
fantastick: seriously? fanta stick? that's literally so stupid

stantheman: lmao why are you dissing your username? you're the one who made it

fantastick: it's not fanta stick
fantastick: it's fantastic k

stantheman: lmao sure

fantastick: i'm not joking

stantheman: nah
stantheman: you're just embarrassed because stan the man brought it up
stantheman: it's okay though
stantheman: i never judge ;)

fantastick: omg i'm logging off

stantheman: nooo

fantastick: you're annoying
fantastick: stop calling yourself 'stan the man'
fantastick: you remind me of someone i know from my school

stantheman: lmao you already said that

fantastick: i know
fantastick: just wanted to let you know AGAIN that you're narcissistically annoying to the point of being like a jerk from my school

stantheman: lmao are you talking about me ;)
stantheman: who knows? maybe we do go to the same school

fantastick: it's plausible by this point lmao
fantastick: if that's the case then i'm never revealing who i am to you lmao

stantheman: aw come on
stantheman: what's your name, son

fantastick: lmao shut up

stantheman: :(

fantastick: i'm logging off now fr
fantastick: gotta finish bio

stantheman: aight homeboy

fantastick: talk to you later

With a small smile etched into his face, Kyle turns off his phone. He feels butterflies erupt in his stomach and cringes at the feeling.

Shaking his head, Kyle crawls off of his bed and fetches his biology book. Kyle can't focus on his homework, however. His mind dances with one question.

What if this guy really is the Stan?

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