"Hey, dude," Kyle says as he leans against the locker next to Stan's and Stan sighs. Kyle continues, "Sorry I had to leave so early last night- my mother was being- Are you okay?"

Stan looks over at Kyle and leans his head against the locker door, "I don't know anymore."

"Oh," Kyle tilts his head, "Something happened, huh?" Stan nods.

"Yeah, the weirdest thing," Stan says as he closes his locker, biology book in hand. Kyle follows after slowly, "My mom was being super weird."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!" Stan chuckles lightly to himself, "She kept saying stuff like 'your father and me support you' 'you can tell us anything, no matter what' and shit like that," Stan laughs a little more. Then, he looks over to Kyle, who's not laughing, but making a face and Stan stops. "What?"

"It's just..." Kyle stops in the middle of the hallway, and the first bell rings, "It kinda sounds like your mom knows you're gay-"

"I'm not gay." Kyle raises an eyebrow and crosses his arms. "I'm bi," Stan corrects and Kyle rolls his eyes.

"Whatever, dude," Kyle says as he steps closer to Stan, as student begin to rush to class. "It's the same damn thing because your mom knows you like d-" Stan covers Kyle's mouth and narrows his eyes.

"We're in the hallway, dumbass." Kyle glares at him as he licks Stan's hand. Stan looks at Kyle like he's stupid, and whispers, "We made out yesterday. I touched your dick." Kyle snorts. The tardy bell rings and the hallways are more or less empty.

Stan removes his hand and Kyle sighs, "What are you going to tell your mom?"

"Tell her what?"

"That you're gay."

Stan shrugs and Kyle giggles slightly. "I'll think of something."

Kyle puts his hand on Stan's shoulder and pushes up on his tiptoes to kiss Stan. He drops flat on his feet quickly, "You do that."

Then Kyle walks away from Stan, late to his second study hall.