Bebe's POV
I look over at them. She came over to talk to me but left to go talk to her boyfriend. Now, they're kissing against his locker. I've seen the way Stan looks at Kyle, and I know that Wendy is oblivious to it.
He likes Kyle not her. I want to tell her, but I know she'll just think that I'm trying to ruin her relationship. It would ruin our friendship, make her hate me, and shatter my heart.
I look away from and into my locker. I wipe the tears from my cheeks, check my makeup, then close my locker and walk to the school exit.
It's like I'm invisible to her ninety percent of the time. I make myself look like I'm okay, but inside I'm just a breaking mess. She believes it, too. I 've tried everything to get her to notice me, but nothing has worked.
I go home and lie in my bed. Staring at my wall, in my dark room. Fantasies of us together running through my head. Me knowing that it will never happen for real, making me more depressed. I'll lie here like this until I fall asleep like I have for weeks.
~Next day at school~
I'm getting my stuff from my locker when Wendy walks up to me, tears streaming down her cheeks and eyes bloodshot.
"Stan broke up with me. He says he love Kyle, instead."