Name: The Night We Killed Kyle: Heartbreak Edition
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Chapter 1 The night killer heartbreak edition

Kyle had a few good days before we found out he was a no-good, lying, cheating, sack of you-know-what.

"Twelve days," Mei cried, sprawled on my bedroom carpet like a collapsed Jenga tower. "Right before our two-week anniversary."

Zoe handed her a yellow pre-strawed Capri Sun, but Mei swatted it away. She was in mourning.

"He told me I was special," she wailed. "He gave me thaaat."

Without even looking up, she pointed to the mood ring on top of her peach JanSport backpack-suede bottom, obviously-an iconic middle school status symbol.

The ring's color? Midnight black. The perfect shade of betrayal.

Matching the current mood in the room. Matching the funeral we were about to hold.

I looked at my friend, bawling her eyes out. I sighed.

Textbook Kyle.

He was in my science class. Unfortunately for his parents, the only experiment he was working on was his hair.

I once watched him spend the entire period sculpting-no, engineering-his signature flip. Globs of gel plastered into auburn strands until it defied gravity, logic, and the entire law of physics.

It was harder than cement, an architectural marvel, really-if you ignored the fumes strong enough to evacuate a small chem lab, all mixed with a toxic cloud of Axe body spray.

Kyle didn't share notes. His class contribution was an endless supply of Wite-Out, which he passed around like contraband. He'd snicker with his boys as they sniffed it under the table while Ms.Malone droned on about photosynthesis.

As a bonus, he was a master of stolen test answers, a legend in the art of academic laziness. He'd scribble formulas on the side of his Chuck Taylors, then, with a flick of his Wite-Out pen, erase the evidence-like a seasoned con artist.

Another day of making his mom and dad proud.

And in a cruel twist of irony, our dearest Mei-brilliant, beautiful, the artist of our class, and the girl who could belt out every Avril Lavigne song like she wrote them herself-got herself caught up in him.

Hook, line, and sinker.

Zoe and I exchanged glances. Last week, we had suffered a twinge of jealousy when Mei returned with the mood ring-a token of twelve year old devotion.

Total proof they were a thing.

Something to twist around her finger in math class, to remind every other girl at Westwood Middle that she was taken.

At its center, a swirl of pink and orange, like a bottled sunset. The metal band was thin, already a little tarnished, leaving behind a seaweed-green stain if you wore it in the shower.

The ring promised to reveal your innermost feelings-but mostly, it just turned black when you were cold and violet when your hands weren't. Hardly psychic.

We were all dying to have one.

"Okay," I said, standing. "There's only one thing to do."

Mei choked on a sob. "What?"

I lowered my voice. "We have to kill him."

Zoe nodded solemnly. She reached for her Gelly Roll pens. "The ritual."

Mei wiped her eyes. "I don't know... this seems extreme."

"He left us no choice."

"Dug his own grave," Zoe echoed.

"But.."

I met her gaze. "Mei, he gave another girl a bracelet."

"From Claire's."

"Your favorite store."

"He gave it to Brittany L."

Mei sat up slowly, the wheels finally turning. Her eyes hardened. There she was.

"Where do we start?"

We flipped Mei's JanSport backpack upside down and shook it like we were performing an exorcism. The relics of middle school survival rained down-mechanical pencils, a spiral notebook covered in doodles, butterfly clips, an empty Bubble Tape container, and an unsettling amount of stale Cheeto crumbs.

Then, I saw it. The pencil case.

The sacred vault where all things Kyle-related had been stockpiled-notes, tiny folded-up pieces of lined notebook paper, and whatever sentimental nonsense he had bestowed upon her.

I unzipped it, bracing for impact.

The Kyle memorabilia was disappointingly large for a relationship that lasted less than two weeks. I glanced at my pastel pink Baby-G watch, it's chunky silicon band snug around my wrist. We had a lot of work to do before Zoe's mom summoned us for dinner, but this-this was important.

I pulled out a folded note.

Zoe read it aloud in the most monotone voice she could manage:

"hey whats up"

"nmu?"

"nm this class is boring lol ur cool"

"ur cool too"

Zoe paused. "You two had some amazing convos," she said gently.

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