Hey guys! I just want to take a moment of your time and let everyone know who is reading this YOU TOTALLY ROCK! I appreciate all the support from everyone and this chapter's shout out goes to CuzIluvChicken12 and xXAngelicaXx. You two really know how to push someone on ^_^ and I really do appreciate all your reviews. This next chapter is totally for you guys!

It's also inspired by Starduster performed by Nico Nico Chorus on Youtube and Karakuri Blast by Rin and Len Kagamine

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The road to school was a harsh one as the wind whipped back and forth viciously anything in its path. Another early November morning as Wendy drove the car to school, her mind was filled with questions and she honestly had no idea how to approach the topic with her closest friend. Another pain in her chest spread through her body and Wendy was instantly fighting back tears. The breakup had only happened yesterday so she knew it would be hard to try and deal with it for the first few days…or weeks.

The windshield wipers were doing their job, keeping the snow out of her vision as she continued in a straight line towards South Park High. Normally she would be the first car there and last car out but today, she just didn't have the energy to give a damn. When she had come home from that awful event at Starks Pond, she went straight to her room, not even bothering with supper. Since then, she hadn't left her room until this morning when she woke up at seven, way beyond her normal time to get up for school. It was already seven thirty by the time she had left the house and started her drive to school, only ten miles down the road.

The ball of pain inside her stomach had continued to stretch and shrink throughout the drive, but Wendy pushed herself forward. She wasn't going to screw up her perfect attendance record just because of a stupid boy. She was stronger than this! Irritation flooded her face with the color of red and she hit the steering wheel with anger. "What's wrong with me!?" she shouted at her reflection before letting a tear slide down her cheek. In all honesty, she was a mess. Her hair was in tangles from the lack of a thorough combing and clothes were just thrown on and still baring wrinkles. Her hat sat off to the side and her eyes were red from the crying through the night. She had barely slept with all the pain she felt from her heart, only being silenced from the exhaustion of the tears.

Squeezing the wheel before her, she made a turn and finally parked in the lot for class. Leaning her head against the backrest, Wendy let out a breath of air. Wiping the evidence of her pain, she quickly exited the car and snatched up her back pack, making the journey to her locker quietly. The area was littered with students having conversations, making out, or fighting as she clutched the books to her chest and kept her eyes to the ground before her. She honestly had no idea how she was going to deal with the day or if she even could. Pushing back the doors, she found the commons area filled with just as many students talking and whispering amongst themselves, thus causing a bit of a worry in Wendy as she rushed past them, afraid they knew what had happened between her and Stan.

"And then I said 'You think I'll go out with you after giving me a gift at school? So uncool!'" The voice was all too familiar as Wendy approached her locker in silence. There, surrounded by girls of all ages, stood Bebe, Wendy's best friend. She looked stunning as usual today and was certainly flaunting it as the boys passed by, causing a pause as she winked at them. Letting go of a breath, Wendy knew they would have to talk about what happened eventually but she also knew that it wasn't going to be pretty. Deciding to take a different approach, Wendy slammed her door and walked over to the group, waving to Bebe.

"Hey, you got a sec?" she asked softly. While Wendy was never afraid to stand up for what she believed in, she wasn't to horribly outspoken what it came down to what part her best friend played in this betrayal. Thus she came to this decision; this was going to be either a huge understanding for the pair or a huge blowout. Wendy hoped for the previous. The girl smiled at her and nodded, completely unaware that Wendy knew the truth of what happened. What made Wendy more upset was the fact that she could still smile so carefree at her after sleeping with her best friend's guy. Excusing herself from the group, Bebe met up with Wendy at the locker and leaned against it.

"What's going on girl? You look like shit!" she stated bluntly. The smile fell from Wendy's face, a look of annoyance replacing it.

"That's not why I called you over here Bebe." She stated a frown on her face.

"Are you sure? I mean, you look totally horrible today! I can help you out ya know." She stated simply, a grin crossing her face. She knew how much Wendy didn't care about her appearance but bothering her about it seemed to be number one on her list every day. Groaning, Wendy put her hand on her face and shook her head. She loved Bebe to death, but her care in appearances was pretty scary sometimes.

"No I'm fine honestly. Bebe listen, we need to talk." She said, her voice shaking slightly. She really didn't want to do this here but there was never a better place or time as of late. Bebe's posture instantly stiffened and a frown crossed her face.

"What's going on Wendy? You seem…pissed." A dry laugh escaped the black-haired girl's lips and she shrugged. That was one way to put it; however, Wendy just didn't know how she felt. She was standing in front of her best friend in whole world, how could she talk to her about the fact that she knew Bebe slept with her boyfriend? Biting her lower lip, Wendy sighed,

"Bebe, what happened between you and Stan?" she asked, bracing herself for the fighting to begin. She was greeted with silence as Bebe stared at her for a moment. Almost analyzing her and carefully choosing her words. Finally, she leaned back against a locker and frowned.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Wendy." That sentence was the last thing she needed to hear. If there was any hope in saving her relationship with Bebe, Wendy knew it all rested on the answer she was given. Closing her eyes, she sighed and opened her mouth.

"You're lying." This seemed to throw Bebe off slightly as she shifted her weight and looked up and at the crowd passing her by.

"No, I honestly have no idea what's going on with your boyfriend. Wouldn't you know better than me?" she stated simply, flipping her hair behind her. Sign one of annoyance from Bebe. A fury so powerful hit Wendy square in the face and she slammed her fist against her locker leaving a nice mark.

"Don't FUCK with me Bebe!" she shouted, drawing some attention. Quickly composing herself, Wendy looked at the girl standing next to her. "I know what happened! He told me yesterday that you two slept together. Is that true?" she whispered, voice hushed but urgent. The blonde before her groaned and rolled her eyes.

"Honestly Wendy, it wasn't that big of a deal, it was an accident! Shit happens." She said before pulling out a compact and examining her face for imperfections. Shaking, Wendy lashed out and knocked the small device from Bebe's hand.

"YOU BITCH!" she screamed at her. It was hard to believe the coldness coming from her former best friend. The fact that she didn't care what happened between Stan and Wendy was one thing, but knowledge that she had ruined their relationship and didn't give a damn was only adding fuel to Wendy's fire. Staring at her, Bebe frowned and put her hands on her hips,

"Listen here Wendy, what happened between me and Stan wasn't anything huge or major okay. He wasn't even that good!" And within a sudden movement, Wendy let go of any feelings she had for Bebe and struck her good and hard across the face, causing the girl to fall to the ground on hands and knees. At this point in time the students had taken notice of the fight and began to form a circle around the two girls. Wendy, however, couldn't have cared less as all her anger was seething from every pore of her body, shaking and glaring daggers at the girl on the floor.

"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU!?" she screamed, the floodgates were open and now nothing was holding her back. "You stand there acting as if it wasn't a big deal. That may be true for you Bebe but that is CERTAINLY NOT the case for me! Did you even once think about how I would feel once I found out?!" The blonde picked herself up off the floor and wiped away a sliver of blood from her mouth. Her entire body started to shake and a sound came from her that Wendy had never heard before. She was laughing. Bebe stood before her, laughing as Wendy was on the verge of tears. "Bebe…" She didn't even know what to say, the person before her, was no longer the girl she used to know.

"Alright Wendy, you wanna know the truth huh? Is that it?" A nod came from the girl as she suddenly found herself without a voice, "I got sick of it Wendy! No matter that happened between you and Stan, you wouldn't allow another girl to even TRY and get inside his heart! Every time it was the same BULLSHIT that played with you two! You would get pissed, break up with him, and then wait a few months and then it was repeat all over again! I got sick of the same song on repeat and decided to change it Wendy." There was a murmur throughout the crowd and many of the girls were nodding their heads in agreement. "You know what, think of me what you will, call me a slut, call me a whore, whatever you have to do so you can feel like the victim in your pathetic world but I know the truth! You NEVER loved him Wendy!"

At those words, she felt a sharp pain hit her chest as she started at Bebe, tears running down both their faces. She had no idea that Bebe was so upset about what went on between her and Stan. They never talked about her relationship but whenever it ended Bebe was the first to know. The feeling of guilt began to crawl up into her throat as they stared at each other.

"Don't tell me you're just now realizing this Wendy. You had to have known! I was so sick of you getting everything you ever wanted without a fight. Perfect grades, perfect family, perfect boyfriend, you had it all! What if I wanted a taste of that life myself!? I'm not perfect like you but Damnit I deserve SOME happiness don't I!? So quit using Stan as an excuse okay, just because he is quarterback for the team and is one of the best looking guys in the school somehow that means YOU have all rights to him? FUCK YOU!"

Tears were everywhere now as both girls let out what they had been secretly holding for years. The crowd seemed to be looking on with confusion at what was happening and many probably didn't understand but Wendy knew exactly what she was talking about. It was true, no matter if they were in a relationship or not, Wendy never felt right with Stan by her side. She tried to argue, reason, and even understand with her feelings but no matter how it came out; the end was always the same. She didn't ever love him, she just didn't realize how much it hurt others who might have wanted a chance, or deserved a change at his heart. Shame flooded her cheeks and she knew to remain silent as Bebe continued screaming her true feelings.

"I want ONE chance Wendy, just one to show him that I was better than you. That I could treat him with the love and respect he DESERVED instead of the bullshit you always put him through! I'm sorry I hurt you Wendy but I am NOT sorry it happened! I LOVE HIM!" the black mascara was trailing down her face, a sign of her honesty and pain that she had kept hidden for years all for her best friend. Wiping it away with her sleeve, Bebe clenched her teeth, "I know I'm not perfect, I know I make mistakes and that the way I do things others look down on but just once Wendy I wanted a taste of what it was like to have someone who TRULY cared about me. Someone who wasn't going to use and abuse me like the thousands of others before him."

The soul of Bebe Stevens was bare and very bruised from all the relationships she went through and Wendy knew that better than anyone else. While Wendy respected and admired Bebe for being truthful about everything, this didn't take away from what had happened. They were best friends, if Bebe had felt that strongly about Stan, she could have said so. Instead they slept together behind her back.

"You SLEPT with him! That's SO wrong! I thought you were my best friend!" There was no denying how Bebe felt but that wasn't the key issue here. Trust was broken and a friendship hung in the balance as tension filled the air between and around the girls, both hearts broken and bleeding. Bebe glared instantly at her and sneered,

"Only because you couldn't satisfy him! Honestly, you were so slow and he even said himself that you were a complete fridge!" There was a moment's pause but it felt like a lifetime to Wendy as her mind tried to wrap around the words Bebe just spoken. Rationalizing them for lies or ignoring her embarrassment, Wendy could only stare at Bebe as she tried to think about how it all came to this. "Look at you, you didn't even realize it was already over did you Wendy?" The buzzing from the crowd silenced immediately as all eyes set upon the girl adored as the perfect student. Wendy, who had never failed at anything, had in fact failed in her relationship. The breath of air she held was finally released and she shook her head.

"No Bebe, I guess I didn't." she finally spoke and the crowd then burst into shouts and jeers for both sides before the principal finally intervened. With threats of detention and suspension everyone quickly picked up their bags and raced to their classes until the two girls only remained. Panting with exhaustion from the outbursts the principal scolded them both dearly and then headed back to his office. They looked at each other, red coloring both cheeks from shame, humiliation, and frustration. "Listen Bebe, I'm sorry I didn't think about you and the other girls whenever we broke up. I'm sorry I was such a lousy friend and that I didn't give you the consideration you would have given me."

"Wendy…" The blonde breathed softly and a sad smile crossed her face. However Wendy shook her head quickly, wanting to finish,

"But because of this, I just don't know if we can be friends anymore. Even if you were feeling this way, I would have expected you to tell me before ever considering sleeping with Stan." Curls hung before Bebe's face, covering her expression as tears leaked down her face. She would never admit it, but hearing those words hurt more than anything she had ever felt for Stan. A moment of realization passed as Bebe felt all energy leave her body; she had ruined her friendship with Wendy because of a guy… "I think it's best you don't speak to me for a while." Grabbing her backpack, Wendy ran out of the hallway and slammed the door to chemistry, leaving Bebe alone in the silence. Leaning against the cool metal of the locker, tears began to flow fast and furious. Sliding to the floor, she tucked her knees up and rested her chin on them before letting out a strangled sob. She fucked up…big time and now nothing could change what she had done.

Her body began to shake with each sob that wracked her body and her hair covered her face from sight as she fought an urge to scream. She got her chance at happiness but what she failed to notice is while her life wasn't perfect, she had a one thing that was, her friendship with Wendy.

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