*Stan's P.O.V.*
Wendy- Honey, are you okay? Kyle said you went home sick.
Me- Yeah, I'm doing better. I should be back by tomorrow.
Wendy- Do you want me to come over and take care of you? (;
Me- Nah, that's okay, my mom is doing a pretty good job at the moment.
Wendy- Why don't I come over and give her a break?
Me- Nah, I don't want to get you sick.
Wendy- Stannnnn, I won't get sick. Let me come over.
Me- Can't, mom said no one can come over while I'm sick.
Wendy- Fine, whatever.
I didn't respond after that text. I had too much on my mind and it was pretty obvious that she was pissed. I needed to fix more important problems. (Y/N), just the thought of her makes me-
I quickly grabbed my vomit bucket.
Goddamnit.
~Time Skip~
I walked into school, and Wendy quickly tackled me. She gave me a peck on my lips.
"That's weird," she commented.
"What?" I asked.
"You didn't throw up," she stated.
"Oh, um, yeah my shipment of my stomach medication came in," I lied, since it didn't come in for another week.
She didn't look convince but shrugged it off.
I spotted Kyle, Token, and Kenny down the hall.
"I'm going to talk to Kyle," I told her.
"Okay, see you later," she waved sadly.
I walked over to Kyle, "Hey, dude."
"Hey," he responded.
I nodded to Token and Kenny who responded with the same.
Soon, Nicole came over to see Token with (Y/N) following her, and my stomach started to turn.
*Your P.O.V.*
I smiled and waved at the guys as Stan pushed pass me holding his mouth and stomach, again. I looked to Nicole for an answer, but she looked as shocked as me.
"Why does he keep doing that? Am I that repulsive?" I snapped.
Token looked to Kyle, "Dude, you going to tell her?"
"I can't Stan will kill me," Kyle admitted.
I gave him a sad look, "It's fine, I don't really care anyways."
Kyle had a guilty look on his face, "Fine, I'll tell you , but not here. I don't want him coming around the hall and hear me."
Kyle grabbed my arm and drug me down the hall. I wasn't sure how far we were going until he took a sharp turn into the janitor's closet. Man, did it stink.
"This seems sketchy," I commented.
"Shut up, do you want to know or not?" he questioned in a threatening manner.
I quickly closed my mouth before anymore comments came out.
"Good," he sighed.