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                                        South Park not normal- STYLE chp.1

‘He likes a girl, but I like him. He has a girl friend, I don’t. He is tall, good looking, and has great hair, while I am shorter then most guys, not as good looking and I have a fro. I, Kyle, have been best friends with a guy named Stan Marsh sense as long as I can remember. Yes, I am a dude and yes, I was just talking about my best friend like that. Why would a dude be thinking things like what I just said about another dude you ask? Well, because I am in love with my best friend and I would be considered ‘not normal’ for liking the same sex.  How long have I had these feelings for my best friends, Stan? About 7 years. I am currently 16 almost 17. I was staring out the window in my class room almost talking to myself in my head. I was pretending as if I was actually in a conversation with someone else because I had finished my math test before everyone else and I had nothing else to do. I glanced over at Stan, who was sitting next to me, and he was staring intently at his paper and had a look on his face that said ‘SHIT! WHAT’S THE ANSWER TO THIS?” I smiled and I glanced to Wendy, Stan’s girlfriend, who was sitting next to Stan and seemed to be going through the test easily. Next to Wendy sat Cartman, I saw he was trying to cheat off of Wendy. I ripped a piece of paper out of my binder and wadded it up. I made sure the teacher wasn’t looking before I threw the piece at Cartman’s head. He shot his head up and glared at me.

“You fucking JEW! Why the fuck did you through that at me?” He whispered loud enough for Wendy and Stan to here. Wendy rolled her eyes and Stan looked confused.

“Shut up fat ass, you know exactly why I threw it!”

“Nuh-uh! I didn’t do anything! And you can’t call me a fat ass anymore!” We really couldn’t call Cartman a fat ass anymore because he wasn’t fat! Ever sense he has been crushing on a certain girl, whom he refuses to tell his friends, he stopped eating so much junk and started working out! I couldn’t believe it, but sense we have called Cartman a fat ass for so long, we just can’t seem to stop calling him that.

“You are such an idiot!”

“Would you guys shut up!?” Kenny whispered behind me. Kenny now never really wore his hoods up whenever he had a parka on. Sometimes, he doesn’t even wear parkas! Only every so often did Kenny cover his face.

“Ya, sorry.” Cartman gave a last nasty look and went back to his test, I watched him to make sure he didn’t cheat again. Wendy got out of her chair and walked her test to the turn-in tray. Cartman looked worried, like he depended on Wendy’s test for answers ‘that asshole!’ I thought. I don’t even know why we hang out with that god damn Cartman. There was only 10 minutes left of class, and I looked as if some people weren’t even close to finishing (especially Cartman.) Kenny then roes from his seat and turned in his test. He might not have good grades, but Kenny actually can be really smart! He doesn’t seem like it at all because he always gets himself killed, but when he studies, he always gets A’s. We practically bribed Kenny to study for this final, because if he didn’t pass, he would have to be held back a year in high school! Stan and I said we would give him $40 if he passed. Kenny couldn’t care less if he failed or not, but sense he is poor; he would do anything for money. Cartman was the last person to turn in his test. “Bet you $10 dollars Cartman failed!” I whispered to Stan.

“You’re on!”

“Alright is everyone done with their tests?” Like usual, no one replies. “Ok good, you are now free to talk.”

“That test was a piece-o-pie!”

“What ever fat ass! You can’t even take a test on your own!”

“ SHUT UP JEW BOY!”

“As soon as you learn to takes tests on your own dick face!”

“ Ya, seriously, You do know Cartman is cheating off of you, Wendy!”

“Huh?” She had a shocked, worried, mad look on her face. She turned to Cartman and walked away. She headed to where the girls were huddling and gossiping.

“HA HA HA! Serves you right, Cartman!” Kenny said.

“Ya, seriously! She won’t let you sit next to her ever again!” Stan added. “I can’t believe… actually, I CAN believe you would cheat off Wendy…”

“Dude, she gets straight A’s! She is the perfect ‘good grades getter’ why else would I sit next to her? How else do you think I pass these tests?”

“Dude, you HARDLEY pass these tests! And Stan, why aren’t you defending your girlfriend?” As much as it pained me to say ‘your girlfriend’ I said It anyways.

“…Actually… I’ve been wanting to talk to you guys about Wendy…” We all looked at Stan.

“What dude?” Kenny asked.

“… I think I want to break up with her…” our eye’s widened.

“Why?” I simply asked.

“Well Kyle, I think I like someone else.” For a short while, I thought Stan had stared at me. I started to blush. GOD not in front of them! I don’t even know if they know I like Stan! Do they know I’m bi? I mean, I still digged girls, but I was in love with a guy.

“Someone else?” I asked looking at the ground.

“ya…”

“Who?” Stan continued to stare at me. Kenny was looking back and forth between us, what the heck was he doing?

“… well, I’m really confused and stuff… I don’t even… no, I knew, but… she… I dunno.” He said she. I felt pain crawl back into my heart.

“Who is the girl Stan?” Stan was silent for a few seconds; he looked almost confused at what I said. “Stan?”

“Um… well, when I’m certain I know the feelings, I will tell you, you will have to wait guys. Anyways, I never truly had an interest for Wendy, I think I just liked having a girlfriend, so I think I will break up with her after school.”

“You sure man?”

“Ya…I’m sure.” Right then the bell rang, and school was over. “Alright, I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

“YA sure thing dude, good luck.”

“Damn, I knew he never really TRULY liked that girl!” Kenny said.

“Really? How could you tell?”

“He was always looking at…” He paused like he was about to say a mistake, “…someone else.”

“What?! You can tell?”

“Of course! I have known you guys so long, I probably know things about you that you don’t.” Kenny smirked.

“… weird dude…” He just smiled wider. I looked around the room and saw that someone was missing.

“Where did Cartman go?”

“Probably to go watch Stan and Wendy break up, then cheer up Wendy’s broken heart.” He smirked again.

“Why would Cartman care?”

“You are blind Kyle, Cartman loves Wendy!”

“WHAT!?” Kenny laughed at my reaction. “HOW CAN YOU TELL?”

“I sit behind you guys almost all the time, so it’s like I have front row tickets! I see him always staring at Wendy.” Kenny really is a good friend, he knows us perfectly and understands us perfectly! Kenny knew Cartman was in love with Wendy, I didn’t…wait… then does he-! “I also see you staring at Stan.” He wasn’t smirking now. I didn’t know what to say, I was speechless! He knew I liked a dude! “Relax! It’s not like I care If your gay, and it’s not like I told anyone, honestly dude I’m not that kinda person!”

“I’m bi, and I know you wouldn’t have told anyone.” I sighed and looked at my feet while we were walking to our lockers. “So, how long have you known?”

“For about 5 years.” I looked at him in shock!

“5… years?”

“Ya, you didn’t realize you loved him until 3 years ago, but you have always like Stan.”

“H-how do you know this stuff Kenny?”

“I’ve been friends with you sense kindergarten! I know all of you guys well!”

“Do you know who Stan likes?” I know I shouldn’t ask that question, but I couldn’t help it!

“I can’t tell you that, I think Stan should.”

“I figured you would say that…”

“Can you tell who I like?” I honestly didn’t know. I didn’t even know he liked someone!

“Y-you like someone? I didn’t think you liked someone!” I felt so stupid! Kenny is such a good friend and he understands all his friends perfectly, but I didn’t even know this about Kenny!

“That’s good; It means I’m a good actor!”

“Huh?”

“I didn’t really want anyone to know who I liked, it’s kinda embarrassing…”

“Who do you like?”

“… I dunno, It really is embarrassing…”

“Common Kenny! Please tell me!”

“Alright… I like--”

“Hey fellas!” I heard the preppy blonde boy, Butters’ voice shout out.

“Hey Butters, How’s it going?” Kenny asked.

“Oh, pretty good, I’m not so sure I did to well on the finals though. I got stumped on a lot of the parts with math.” Butters looked sad and depressed, “Are you guys doing anything after school? It’s Friday, so I thought maybe we all could hang out.”

“I have nothing going on, what about you Kyle?”

“Ya, I don’t have anything either.”

“W-where’s Eric? Oh, and Stan?” when Butters said Eric I could have sworn I saw Kenny Twitch.

“Stan is… Breaking up with Wendy, and Eric is unknown.” I said

“B-B-Breaking up?!”

“Ya, He likes someone else he says.” Kenny stated.

“Oh, That’s too bad. I don’t think Stan would want to come then. We could always find Cartman and bring him!”

“Why? He is such a bastard.” Kenny seemed a little harsher then usual.

“Well, I bet he would feel bad and left out if we didn’t…”

“But we can’t find him, so we can’t invite him can we?”

“Kenny…?” I looked up at my blonde friend who seemed mad! Why?

“Uh, sorry Butters, but we really can’t find Cartman…”

“Oh, that’s alright, we can always ask next time.” Butters looked hurt a little, like he really wanted Cartman to come. Everyone was pretty sure that Butters liked Cartman, and for a while too. He did say before he was bi-curious, but that was a longtime ago, now we all think he is just bi!

“Ok Butters, we will meet you at the entrance and go some where, we still need to pack up.”

“O-ok! I’ll see you guys in a few.” Butters smiled and walked off.

“Butters is really worried that he might fail the finals. Poor guy. He asked us to go with him somewhere to cheer him up. I think we shouldn’t talk about school at all where ever we end up going.”

“Kenny!” I had a tone in my voice that sounded like ‘oh it just hit me!’

“W-what?”

“Do you like Butters?” Kenny had a surprised look on his face. I watched his face turn colors, and he put up his hood and hid his face. “I’m taking that as a yes.” He was silent for a few seconds.”

“…ya…don’t laugh.” His words were muffled in his parka.

“Dude, I’m not laughing, I see now why you act like you do when Butters mentions Cartman.” I smiled. I’m glad not the only one who swings ‘that’ way. I still just couldn’t believe Kenny liked Butters! We both went to our lockers and packed up, getting ready for the weekend. We were heading to the exit and I saw Stan over by Butters.

“Hey guys! Are you ready? I saw Stan leaving and I asked him if he wanted to come with us!”

“Stan? Your back already?” I said.

“Ya, turns out Wendy also wanted to break up. She said she thought I was getting boring and was losing interest with me.” Stan honestly didn’t seem sad at all!

“Well… ok,” Even though he broke up with Wendy, I really wasn’t truly happy. He liked another girl. It was probably that Jessica girl that has seemed to take an interest in Stan, “anyways, Butters asked us to go hang out somewhere, are you coming?”

“Ya, sure, I don’t really have anything planned.”

“Great! By the way Stan, have you seen Eric?” I saw Kenny’s head drop.

“No, I haven’t actually.”

“Oh, well, that’s ok. So where should we go fellas?”

“Let’s go somewhere where we can relax and forget about life!” I suggested.

“I agree.” Stan said, “Why don’t we all go to the new pizza arcade!”

“A arcade? I haven’t been to one in 2 years!” I said.

“That’s why we should all go to one. We haven’t joked around and had fun in a place like that in a while.”

“That sounds like lots of fun! I really want cheese pizza! Or maybe pepperoni! Or meat lovers! Or, Or-” Butter was going on the cut off.

“Why don’t we see once we get there?” Kenny laughed.

“Oh alright.” We head out into the cold afternoon and start walking towards the pizza arcade and were just talking about random shit. We finally reached the Place and sat down at a table. I sat across from Stan who was next to Kenny. Butters was sitting next to me. I bet Kenny and I were thinking how we should switch places. I know I really want to.

“Ok, so what are we getting?” Stan asked.

“Lets get an extra large pepperoni, cheese, meat lovers, and veggie!” Kenny said with a hopeful face.

“Sorry Kenny, we can’t really all eat that much. There is only 4 of us, and we only have enough for drinks and one pizza. If you worked you might be able to feed yourself.” I said with a smirk.

“Fine, whatever, just hurry up and order PLEASE!”

“Lets get a large pepperoni!” Butters said.

“Ya, sure, we all like Pepperoni right?” Stan asked.

“Ya.”

“Mmmhmm.”

“Yup!”

“Alright, we are getting that.” Stan gestured a waitress over to take our order. Once she was done, we decided to go play some games for a while, while we played some kid games for a few minutes. I spotted a guitar hero and asked Stan to play.

“Wow, this brings back some memories!”

“Doesn’t it?” we played for a while. I kept losing. Stan had always been better than me, I never seemed to be able to beet him!

“H-hey Stan?”

“Hmm?”

“You dumped Wendy because you like someone else.”

“…ya.”

“Um, I really do want to know who. I mean who you like.”

“…You… I-I really can’t.” Stan was having a harder time hitting each note, he normally never had trouble.

“Can’t what? Can’t tell me? We’re best friends aren’t’ we? Why can’t you tell me? Do you all of the sudden just not trust me or something?”

“That’s not it!”

“Then what?” I stopped playing and turned to Stan, “how long have you liked this girl?”

“For a really long time now…”

“How long is long?”

“3 or 4 years I think.”

“And you didn’t tell me? What is your problem? You have liked this person for over 3 years, and you didn’t tell me!” Why was I getting so angry? I was almost yelling at Stan. He had a pained look, “Please, Can’t you just tell me?” I was acting so juvenile, like a kid!”

“Do you REALLY want to know who I like?” I was surprised, but I nodded. He sighed and put his hand on his fore head and looked like he was really frustrated and nervous! He put his had down from his face and looked at me like
He wished he didn’t want to say anything; instead he fixed his fingers into a pointing position, and pointed, in front of my face.

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                                        South Park not normal- STYLE chp.1

‘He likes a girl, but I like him. He has a girl friend, I don’t. He is tall, good looking, and has great hair, while I am shorter then most guys, not as good looking and I have a fro. I, Kyle, have been best friends with a guy named Stan Marsh sense as long as I can remember. Yes, I am a dude and yes, I was just talking about my best friend like that. Why would a dude be thinking things like what I just said about another dude you ask? Well, because I am in love with my best friend and I would be considered ‘not normal’ for liking the same sex.  How long have I had these feelings for my best friends, Stan? About 7 years. I am currently 16 almost 17. I was staring out the window in my class room almost talking to myself in my head. I was pretending as if I was actually in a conversation with someone else because I had finished my math test before everyone else and I had nothing else to do. I glanced over at Stan, who was sitting next to me, and he was staring intently at his paper and had a look on his face that said ‘SHIT! WHAT’S THE ANSWER TO THIS?” I smiled and I glanced to Wendy, Stan’s girlfriend, who was sitting next to Stan and seemed to be going through the test easily. Next to Wendy sat Cartman, I saw he was trying to cheat off of Wendy. I ripped a piece of paper out of my binder and wadded it up. I made sure the teacher wasn’t looking before I threw the piece at Cartman’s head. He shot his head up and glared at me.

“You fucking JEW! Why the fuck did you through that at me?” He whispered loud enough for Wendy and Stan to here. Wendy rolled her eyes and Stan looked confused.

“Shut up fat ass, you know exactly why I threw it!”

“Nuh-uh! I didn’t do anything! And you can’t call me a fat ass anymore!” We really couldn’t call Cartman a fat ass anymore because he wasn’t fat! Ever sense he has been crushing on a certain girl, whom he refuses to tell his friends, he stopped eating so much junk and started working out! I couldn’t believe it, but sense we have called Cartman a fat ass for so long, we just can’t seem to stop calling him that.

“You are such an idiot!”

“Would you guys shut up!?” Kenny whispered behind me. Kenny now never really wore his hoods up whenever he had a parka on. Sometimes, he doesn’t even wear parkas! Only every so often did Kenny cover his face.

“Ya, sorry.” Cartman gave a last nasty look and went back to his test, I watched him to make sure he didn’t cheat again. Wendy got out of her chair and walked her test to the turn-in tray. Cartman looked worried, like he depended on Wendy’s test for answers ‘that asshole!’ I thought. I don’t even know why we hang out with that god damn Cartman. There was only 10 minutes left of class, and I looked as if some people weren’t even close to finishing (especially Cartman.) Kenny then roes from his seat and turned in his test. He might not have good grades, but Kenny actually can be really smart! He doesn’t seem like it at all because he always gets himself killed, but when he studies, he always gets A’s. We practically bribed Kenny to study for this final, because if he didn’t pass, he would have to be held back a year in high school! Stan and I said we would give him $40 if he passed. Kenny couldn’t care less if he failed or not, but sense he is poor; he would do anything for money. Cartman was the last person to turn in his test. “Bet you $10 dollars Cartman failed!” I whispered to Stan.

“You’re on!”

“Alright is everyone done with their tests?” Like usual, no one replies. “Ok good, you are now free to talk.”

“That test was a piece-o-pie!”

“What ever fat ass! You can’t even take a test on your own!”

“ SHUT UP JEW BOY!”

“As soon as you learn to takes tests on your own dick face!”

“ Ya, seriously, You do know Cartman is cheating off of you, Wendy!”

“Huh?” She had a shocked, worried, mad look on her face. She turned to Cartman and walked away. She headed to where the girls were huddling and gossiping.

“HA HA HA! Serves you right, Cartman!” Kenny said.

“Ya, seriously! She won’t let you sit next to her ever again!” Stan added. “I can’t believe… actually, I CAN believe you would cheat off Wendy…”

“Dude, she gets straight A’s! She is the perfect ‘good grades getter’ why else would I sit next to her? How else do you think I pass these tests?”

“Dude, you HARDLEY pass these tests! And Stan, why aren’t you defending your girlfriend?” As much as it pained me to say ‘your girlfriend’ I said It anyways.

“…Actually… I’ve been wanting to talk to you guys about Wendy…” We all looked at Stan.

“What dude?” Kenny asked.

“… I think I want to break up with her…” our eye’s widened.

“Why?” I simply asked.

“Well Kyle, I think I like someone else.” For a short while, I thought Stan had stared at me. I started to blush. GOD not in front of them! I don’t even know if they know I like Stan! Do they know I’m bi? I mean, I still digged girls, but I was in love with a guy.

“Someone else?” I asked looking at the ground.

“ya…”

“Who?” Stan continued to stare at me. Kenny was looking back and forth between us, what the heck was he doing?

“… well, I’m really confused and stuff… I don’t even… no, I knew, but… she… I dunno.” He said she. I felt pain crawl back into my heart.

“Who is the girl Stan?” Stan was silent for a few seconds; he looked almost confused at what I said. “Stan?”

“Um… well, when I’m certain I know the feelings, I will tell you, you will have to wait guys. Anyways, I never truly had an interest for Wendy, I think I just liked having a girlfriend, so I think I will break up with her after school.”

“You sure man?”

“Ya…I’m sure.” Right then the bell rang, and school was over. “Alright, I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

“YA sure thing dude, good luck.”

“Damn, I knew he never really TRULY liked that girl!” Kenny said.

“Really? How could you tell?”

“He was always looking at…” He paused like he was about to say a mistake, “…someone else.”

“What?! You can tell?”

“Of course! I have known you guys so long, I probably know things about you that you don’t.” Kenny smirked.

“… weird dude…” He just smiled wider. I looked around the room and saw that someone was missing.

“Where did Cartman go?”

“Probably to go watch Stan and Wendy break up, then cheer up Wendy’s broken heart.” He smirked again.

“Why would Cartman care?”

“You are blind Kyle, Cartman loves Wendy!”

“WHAT!?” Kenny laughed at my reaction. “HOW CAN YOU TELL?”

“I sit behind you guys almost all the time, so it’s like I have front row tickets! I see him always staring at Wendy.” Kenny really is a good friend, he knows us perfectly and understands us perfectly! Kenny knew Cartman was in love with Wendy, I didn’t…wait… then does he-! “I also see you staring at Stan.” He wasn’t smirking now. I didn’t know what to say, I was speechless! He knew I liked a dude! “Relax! It’s not like I care If your gay, and it’s not like I told anyone, honestly dude I’m not that kinda person!”

“I’m bi, and I know you wouldn’t have told anyone.” I sighed and looked at my feet while we were walking to our lockers. “So, how long have you known?”

“For about 5 years.” I looked at him in shock!

“5… years?”

“Ya, you didn’t realize you loved him until 3 years ago, but you have always like Stan.”

“H-how do you know this stuff Kenny?”

“I’ve been friends with you sense kindergarten! I know all of you guys well!”

“Do you know who Stan likes?” I know I shouldn’t ask that question, but I couldn’t help it!

“I can’t tell you that, I think Stan should.”

“I figured you would say that…”

“Can you tell who I like?” I honestly didn’t know. I didn’t even know he liked someone!

“Y-you like someone? I didn’t think you liked someone!” I felt so stupid! Kenny is such a good friend and he understands all his friends perfectly, but I didn’t even know this about Kenny!

“That’s good; It means I’m a good actor!”

“Huh?”

“I didn’t really want anyone to know who I liked, it’s kinda embarrassing…”

“Who do you like?”

“… I dunno, It really is embarrassing…”

“Common Kenny! Please tell me!”

“Alright… I like--”

“Hey fellas!” I heard the preppy blonde boy, Butters’ voice shout out.

“Hey Butters, How’s it going?” Kenny asked.

“Oh, pretty good, I’m not so sure I did to well on the finals though. I got stumped on a lot of the parts with math.” Butters looked sad and depressed, “Are you guys doing anything after school? It’s Friday, so I thought maybe we all could hang out.”

“I have nothing going on, what about you Kyle?”

“Ya, I don’t have anything either.”

“W-where’s Eric? Oh, and Stan?” when Butters said Eric I could have sworn I saw Kenny Twitch.

“Stan is… Breaking up with Wendy, and Eric is unknown.” I said

“B-B-Breaking up?!”

“Ya, He likes someone else he says.” Kenny stated.

“Oh, That’s too bad. I don’t think Stan would want to come then. We could always find Cartman and bring him!”

“Why? He is such a bastard.” Kenny seemed a little harsher then usual.

“Well, I bet he would feel bad and left out if we didn’t…”

“But we can’t find him, so we can’t invite him can we?”

“Kenny…?” I looked up at my blonde friend who seemed mad! Why?

“Uh, sorry Butters, but we really can’t find Cartman…”

“Oh, that’s alright, we can always ask next time.” Butters looked hurt a little, like he really wanted Cartman to come. Everyone was pretty sure that Butters liked Cartman, and for a while too. He did say before he was bi-curious, but that was a longtime ago, now we all think he is just bi!

“Ok Butters, we will meet you at the entrance and go some where, we still need to pack up.”

“O-ok! I’ll see you guys in a few.” Butters smiled and walked off.

“Butters is really worried that he might fail the finals. Poor guy. He asked us to go with him somewhere to cheer him up. I think we shouldn’t talk about school at all where ever we end up going.”

“Kenny!” I had a tone in my voice that sounded like ‘oh it just hit me!’

“W-what?”

“Do you like Butters?” Kenny had a surprised look on his face. I watched his face turn colors, and he put up his hood and hid his face. “I’m taking that as a yes.” He was silent for a few seconds.”

“…ya…don’t laugh.” His words were muffled in his parka.

“Dude, I’m not laughing, I see now why you act like you do when Butters mentions Cartman.” I smiled. I’m glad not the only one who swings ‘that’ way. I still just couldn’t believe Kenny liked Butters! We both went to our lockers and packed up, getting ready for the weekend. We were heading to the exit and I saw Stan over by Butters.

“Hey guys! Are you ready? I saw Stan leaving and I asked him if he wanted to come with us!”

“Stan? Your back already?” I said.

“Ya, turns out Wendy also wanted to break up. She said she thought I was getting boring and was losing interest with me.” Stan honestly didn’t seem sad at all!

“Well… ok,” Even though he broke up with Wendy, I really wasn’t truly happy. He liked another girl. It was probably that Jessica girl that has seemed to take an interest in Stan, “anyways, Butters asked us to go hang out somewhere, are you coming?”

“Ya, sure, I don’t really have anything planned.”

“Great! By the way Stan, have you seen Eric?” I saw Kenny’s head drop.

“No, I haven’t actually.”

“Oh, well, that’s ok. So where should we go fellas?”

“Let’s go somewhere where we can relax and forget about life!” I suggested.

“I agree.” Stan said, “Why don’t we all go to the new pizza arcade!”

“A arcade? I haven’t been to one in 2 years!” I said.

“That’s why we should all go to one. We haven’t joked around and had fun in a place like that in a while.”

“That sounds like lots of fun! I really want cheese pizza! Or maybe pepperoni! Or meat lovers! Or, Or-” Butter was going on the cut off.

“Why don’t we see once we get there?” Kenny laughed.

“Oh alright.” We head out into the cold afternoon and start walking towards the pizza arcade and were just talking about random shit. We finally reached the Place and sat down at a table. I sat across from Stan who was next to Kenny. Butters was sitting next to me. I bet Kenny and I were thinking how we should switch places. I know I really want to.

“Ok, so what are we getting?” Stan asked.

“Lets get an extra large pepperoni, cheese, meat lovers, and veggie!” Kenny said with a hopeful face.

“Sorry Kenny, we can’t really all eat that much. There is only 4 of us, and we only have enough for drinks and one pizza. If you worked you might be able to feed yourself.” I said with a smirk.

“Fine, whatever, just hurry up and order PLEASE!”

“Lets get a large pepperoni!” Butters said.

“Ya, sure, we all like Pepperoni right?” Stan asked.

“Ya.”

“Mmmhmm.”

“Yup!”

“Alright, we are getting that.” Stan gestured a waitress over to take our order. Once she was done, we decided to go play some games for a while, while we played some kid games for a few minutes. I spotted a guitar hero and asked Stan to play.

“Wow, this brings back some memories!”

“Doesn’t it?” we played for a while. I kept losing. Stan had always been better than me, I never seemed to be able to beet him!

“H-hey Stan?”

“Hmm?”

“You dumped Wendy because you like someone else.”

“…ya.”

“Um, I really do want to know who. I mean who you like.”

“…You… I-I really can’t.” Stan was having a harder time hitting each note, he normally never had trouble.

“Can’t what? Can’t tell me? We’re best friends aren’t’ we? Why can’t you tell me? Do you all of the sudden just not trust me or something?”

“That’s not it!”

“Then what?” I stopped playing and turned to Stan, “how long have you liked this girl?”

“For a really long time now…”

“How long is long?”

“3 or 4 years I think.”

“And you didn’t tell me? What is your problem? You have liked this person for over 3 years, and you didn’t tell me!” Why was I getting so angry? I was almost yelling at Stan. He had a pained look, “Please, Can’t you just tell me?” I was acting so juvenile, like a kid!”

“Do you REALLY want to know who I like?” I was surprised, but I nodded. He sighed and put his hand on his fore head and looked like he was really frustrated and nervous! He put his had down from his face and looked at me like
He wished he didn’t want to say anything; instead he fixed his fingers into a pointing position, and pointed, in front of my face.