Kyle opened his locker and pulled out a pack of gum. He looked inside the package and only one stick remained. He sighed, took off the paper, than began to chew the gum.
"Hey Kyle"
"Hey Stan."
"Can I have some gum?" Stan asked
"No! This is my last piece!" Kyle replied
"Harsh... I just really want some gum... PLEASE!" Stan looked at Kyle with huge begging eyes.
"Well... No."
"Fine than. Can I at least have a kiss from you?"
"Sure?"
Stan grabbed hold of Kyle's chin and brought his mouth to reach his own. After a few short moments Stan broke the kiss, obviously content, and ran until he reached the end of the hallway.
"Thanks for the gum!" Stan shouted from the end of the hall.
"What?" Kyle said in a soft and quiet voice.
Kyle looked confused for a moment, then searched his mouth with his tongue.
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU, STAN!" Kyle shouted as he chased after Stan.
