Pen's POV:
Icy now proceeded to back away from me slowly. Like I didn't notice. "Icy, please tell me what's wrong?" She looked at me up and down like there was something wrong with me. "Baby, please?" I pleaded. "Aww, baby!" She cooed. I smiled and closed my eyes, waiting for a kiss. But the moment I heard I smooch, I... Didn't... Feel... A-anything?? Opening my eyes, I saw Icy and.. Blocky??? What?! I shoved Blocky immediately. "Yo man, what's up with kissing my girl?!" I yelled at him. He stares at me. "I can do what I want." He laughed. Filled with anger, I punched him in the stomach! "Unf!" He was so startled he backed up one step. He squeezed his eyes and after opening them back up, he practically jumped on me, squeezing my neck. After a near-suffocation, he let go and punched me in the face several times. "OWWW!! STOP PLEASE!!!" I screamed. People pointed and stared, giggling. Blocky laughed. I looked over to Icy. "Icy... You've got to stand up for me... Right babe?" I did a weak smile, knowing she had my back. But she frowned and laughed. "Hey Pen, thanks for getting me my boyfriend back. I luv you! Haha, just kidding. I never did. So like, bye." She laughed and they walked away hand in hand. I was so shocked and wounded. I barely managed to gasp out the word "what?" All this time...

She used me...?

I was tricked... Everyone was still staring and muttering and giggling. I think my neck was squeezed so hard it's width was less. Single on Prom Night. Got Beaten up. Learning my girlfriend never cared after all I did. Talk about the walk of shame. Then I realized something.

Pencil was right, all along.