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Coy woke up to the sunlight beaming in his face, leaking out of the window. He winced as he opened his eyes, stretching and turning to face the other side of the room.
Hanbon was on her fluffy pink beanbag, tapping on her phone aggressively, probably playing a game. She noticed Coy was awake and smiled.
“Coy, I have good news!” Hanbon jumped up from her seat on the beanbag and plopped on her bed—where she insisted Coy could sleep and it made Coy feel super bad—which made Coy sit up.
“Mmhm..?” Coy mumbled, brushing the hair out of his face and wiping the sleep out of his eyes.
“Will said he’s free to come over today, and he can help us with our plan!” Hanbon squealed and showed her phone to Coy. Coy read through the texts as she scrolled.
hanbon.cinnabon: will will
will up
willy willlllllll
BABY
HEY
WAKE UP WE DONT HAVE TIME
wahony: sweetheart ily but it is 6 in the morning on a saturday
hanbon.cinnabon: are you telling me you wanna break up
wahony: NO????
okay what did you text me for
hanbon.cinnabon: okay so I was wondering if you were busy today
and if you wanted to hang out with me and Coy
wahony: as in pattersons bf?
bon I would love to but anthony would kill me with a gun
hanbon.cinnabon: well about that
they broke up
and that’s why we need your help!!!!
wahony: THEY BROKE UP
thank god for coy
patterson is an ass
wait why do you need my help??
hanbon.cinnabon: BECAUSE
we’ll explain when you get here
come STAT.
wahony: you don’t even know what stat means
“Wait, you didn’t need to tell Will that we broke up.” Coy’s smile faltered. He didn’t want this to become a huge dramatic thing that everyone would ask him about at school on Monday. It would be hell for Coy. He’s probably going to be flamed by half the school, in which Patterson is adored by as the popular football kid.
“Wh— I’m so sorry Coy! I should’ve asked! I’ll fix it, don’t worry! Hanbon to the rescue!” Hanbon hurriedly typed on her phone. Coy peeked over and then laughed.
hanbon.cinnabon: they not break up
wahony: ???
hanbon.cinnabon: remember when I said they broke up I lied ok
wahony: I’m so confused
“Bon!” Coy squeaked out trying to take her phone, her giggles pouring out now too. “That’s so unbelievably stupid, it’s whatever now, okay? It doesn’t matter. As long as you trust he doesn’t tell a whole lot of people.”
Hanbon nodded in agreement and then turned quickly to type on her phone again.
hanbon.cinnabon: don’t tell anyone
wahony: ??? WHAT are you talking about
Coy laughed harder when he saw Will’s response, running his hands through his hair. Hanbon laughed with him, slapping at his arm. He screeched and then pushed her with intense force he didn’t mean to use, making her fall off the bed.
Hanbon’s laugh was silent, with small hiccups in between the silences as she lay on the ground clutching her knee, where she hit it. Coy was giggling and trying to apologize at the same time.
Coy was suddenly disturbed with an overwhelming feeling like he was being watched by another person. He turned around and then was face to face with Will, who was standing in disbelief. Coy jumped in fear, falling back onto the bean bag.
“What the hell happened here?”
“WHERE did you come from!?” Coy squeaked.
“Oh, sorry.. the.. the window was open. So now.. now I’m here.”
“William!” Hanbon squeaked, standing up and stumbling over to give her boyfriend a hug. He was chuckling and still in shock, but hugged her back.
Coy couldn’t help but feel jealous, thinking about his time with him and Pat. His smile faded softly as he thought about it more. Pat was never open about affection. He hated PDA and the closest he ever was able to get with his ex-boyfriend in public was when they sat next to each other in lunch. Which, Coy won’t be sitting at on Monday.
He’d probably sit with Hanbon, who sits with Will, who sits with.. Anthony..! Which, if Anthony agrees to the whole fake dating thing, it would be more obvious if they sat next to each other. Which is bound to get Pat’s attention.
Will kissed Hanbon’s cheek as they pulled away, and Hanbon led Will to her bed. Coy was on the beanbag still, from where he got scared shitless from Will and fell over. Coy was across from the couple.
“Go on, Coy! Tell him our plan!” Hanbon sat excitedly, while Will looked concerned.
“Wait, so are you and Patterson together or not? You never specified what you were talking about in your texts. I’m still confused.”
“He dumped me after school yesterday because he needs to focus on his sport and his grades.”
“Yeah I see that happening. No offense, Coy, but I’m so glad for you. I talk shit about that kid all the time, he’s an asshole. Your table is in eyesight of me, Anthony, and Bon’s table and—oh my god—he treats you like a… a homeless person.” Will stammered out the last sentence, unsure.
“A homeless person?” Coy smiled at the random comparison.
“I didn’t know what else to say.” Will grinned at him. “What I’m trying to say is, in the most polite way, Patterson should.. die. Yeah. He’s a dick to everyone he dates.”
“Did you know he only dated Coy to get closer to me?“ Hanbon perked up. “He only broke up with Coy because he found out we started dating.”
“Really? Man, that’s shitty. Sorry Coy,” Will nodded in a sympathetic apology. Coy just sighed and nodded back. “Hey, we started dating a month ago, how did he not know until now?”
“Cuz he never listens when I talk. I’ve told him about you guys dating before but he just brushed it off cause he was with his popular friends.” Coy complained.
“I wish Anthony were here, he would love to be talking shit about Patterson with us.” Will sighed.
“HEY! Speaking of Anthony, tell Will our plan and why we need his help!” Hanbon nodded. Coy’s eyes widened and then flicked over to Will’s, who looked at Coy expectantly.
“I—well.. it’s not a great plan and it’s just a rough draft, and it’s kind of stupid and pointless, I doubt it would work—“
“Coy.” She interrupted.
“Right—my bad. Well.. I really want Patterson to notice me. And to do that, I was thinking, I could make him.. jealous..? And to do THAT, I could.. um..” Knowing Anthony and Will are best friends, Coy got shy while talking “I could fake date the person he hates the most. Which.. would be—“
“Anthony Po. COY! That’s a great idea!” Will stood up and grabbed Coy’s shoulders. Hanbon jumped up too. “Wait, why do you want him to be jealous? Weren’t we just shit talking him?”
“Well—I.. I don’t know exactly.” There was a pause. “Okay, yeah that’s a lie, I just… I want him to notice me. I don’t wanna just be seen as some guy he dated and dumped to get closer to a girl. I want him to notice me and realize that I’m better than that.”
“That’s so inspirational, Coy.” Hanbon’s eyes twinkled.
“Right, right. So you wanna get back with him?” Will questioned.
“Well—“
“WELL.” Will interrupted. “Well we’re not doing that. We’re gonna make him mad, okay? We’re gonna make him so pissed. Seeing his ex with his worst enemy. Yeah, that will piss him OFF. That’s what you want right?”
Coy gulped. Then nodded.
“You also want to get back with him, but that’s not what we’re doing. We’re gonna make him want you. But you don’t want him. You are better than him, Coy! You are gonna be the coolest kid in town when he asks you out again, and then you reject him and then you can.. punch him in the face!”
Coy sat speechless for a minute and then smiled brightly. “That makes me feel more confident. Thanks, Will. And thank you, Hanbon.”
They all yelled in excitement, jumping up and down.
Of course, Coy was inspired by Will’s pep talk, but that wasn’t gonna cut it. Coy knows damn well he would fold so easily if Patterson asked him out again. But they didn’t have to know.
“So, how do we ask Anthony?” Coy interrupting their cheering.
“WE? Oh hell no, dude.” Will replied, laughing at Coy. Coy stared at him like he was joking. “Ask him yourself on Monday. He never replies to any of our texts. Seriously. You think I’m joking. He’s always busy.“
“Yeah, he’s right. He texted me back maybe 5 times since I got his number a month ago. And I text him on the daily!” Hanbon shouted.
“Let’s rephrase your question. How should I ask Anthony? See, better.” Will proudly nodded.
“Uh—no way! Why can’t you ask him on Monday? I already have a bad reputation with him since I dated Pat. No way he’d say yes to me. But if one of you guys—best friend and best friend’s girlfriend—asked him, the chances are higher!”
“If you explained to him what happened, I’m sure he would agree. But for now, we are focused on how we get him to agree.” Will ominously turned around and went rummaging through his phone. Hanbon smiled while looking at Coy, who was utterly confused.
Will suddenly brings his phone close to both him and Hanbon’s faces. Coy squinted, backed away from how bright the light was, and then looked closer.
“The gas station?”
“Not just any gas station. A gas station that has Anthony’s favorite chocolate! If you bought him a shit load of chocolate, maybe throw in a gift card, some money, he’s bound to say yes!”
“Will! You’re so smart!” Hanbon jumped up and down, holding onto Coy’s shoulders. Coy cheered and jumped with her.
“Wait, I’m poor.” Coy abruptly stopped.
“Oh, I’m not. Here.” Will grabbed a whole ass 50$ bill out of his bag. “Think you can pay me back by the end of the month?”
“…No?”
“Yeah that’s fine, I don’t really care about money that much anyway. Just do me a favor, okay?” Will turned to Coy. “No matter what happens in the future, don’t let that son of a bitch Patterson walk over you, okay?”
Coy hesitantly nodded. “Okay.”
“Say it like you mean it.”
“I said it—“
“SAY IT LIKE A MAN!” Will got in Coy’s face and then broke in laughter as Coy and Hanbon immediately broke into giggles.
“C’mon, guys, let’s go to the gas station now!” Hanbon suggested.
“But we still have until Monday?”
“And it’s Saturday. We have no time! Run!”