Kyle was taken aback by this thot. What on Earth was she thinking?
'Bitch, you better watch where you're stepping!' spat Kyle. 'I was gonna say you might lose your man, but he lookin' like a fuckin' fungus toe, so you can keep that ugly-lookin' ass straight!'
Kelly turned around, hearing Kyle’s sick burn “Kyle, be nice!”
Kyle turned to Kelly, sass in his ass. 'You hear what this bitch say about homo? I ain't fuckin' takin it, this ain't the 1950's for god's sake!'
Kelly looked surprised at Kyle ‘him too? I knew I’d never have any real friends…’ she turned away, crying
(AAUGHHH)
(what did i do lmao)
Kyle saw Kelly crying, and ran up to her. 'Sorry, Kelly, I didn't mean to take out any of this on you. I was just mad at her, okay? I ain't mad at chu, promise.'
Jewel began to sob violently and put her head in her hands before she spluttered out, "I- I'm so sorry it just came out and I-I was startled."
(what did i do lmao)
Kyle saw Kelly crying, and ran up to her. 'Sorry, Kelly, I didn't mean to take out any of this on you. I was just mad at her, okay? I ain't mad at chu, promise.'
(I’m making her over-react because this is a shitty fanfic)
'I promise, hun,' promised Kyle, hugging her. 'Now, c'mon you needa get to lessons.'
(I feel so revolted writing out Jewel ugh idk how those people manage to do it almost every time in their stories)
Kelly wipes her eyes “Yeah… I just thought you’d never want to be my friend… because of my angel wings. Ever since I was young, I’ve been bullied for having them”
(I feel so revolted writing out Jewel ugh idk how those people manage to do it almost every time in their stories)
(I feel the exact same way about Kelly. I love/hate this lol)
(I feel revolted making Kyle so stereotypical)
Kyle patted Kelly on the back, in between her wings. 'Your wings are fabulous, hunny. Keep slaying, and I'll see you at lunch.'
With that, he strutted past the bitchy girl and into his maths lesson.
Kelly smiled at his praise, stepping into her English Lit class
le time skip to lunch
Kyle skipped up to Kelly as she was in the line for lunch. 'Hey, girllll! What's going on? Any juicy gossip?'
Kelly giggled “Nothing much. Have you heard about the battle of the bands?”
(Sorry, just sticking that in there, lemme know if that’s cool)
'YASSS!' whooped Kyle. 'I am totally taking part - hunny, have you heard me sing? It ain't just lip-syncing-for-ya-life in here, I can sing too. You can guitar, right?'
(sorry, was gone for a bit)
Sam: This… is the stereotypical homosexual primate whose fixation of the male gender plague his every wakening minute, due to the hopelessness of how straight teenage girls on Wattpad rarely bother to do any research on the subject they're writing.
(yes, i am the stereotypical, rupauls drag race-watching, best-friends-with-a-girl, boy-crazy, singing, gay)
Kelly perked up “Yes, I’m a master guitar player! Also piano, trombone and the oboe. I’m a musical genius”