A Kybecca Story
It's my first story.
And by the way, my name is too long,
means: Please call me Marzi. Thanks!
And now I hope you enjoy! :)
"Love at first sight? - Never believed in it."
That were his exactly words, after I asked him about love and stuff.
He doesn't believe in Love at first sight?
Of course, why should he?
I mean, he's the logical one.
He's supposed to question everything that doesn't makes sense.
Well, I think he will never notice others feelings.
It's like he would live in his own little world, where EVERYTHING makes sense and is logical.
And Love doesn't count to that.
I had the chance to see him from an other side.
From the not-logical one.
But I messed it up, because I didn't know 'bout the word I talk about all the time.
Maybe you know who I am.
If not, my name is Rebecca Cotswald.
Yes, that's me.
And the one I'm talking' about, is Kyle Broflovski.
Straight A-Student, friendly to everyone (except Cartman of course),
one of the most popular boy at school, the basketball-captain,...
All the things is he. And me?
Well, I'm a Straight B-Student (Since I'm not homeschooled anymore),
one of the shyest (A/N: Sorry for interrupting but I don't know the superlative of "shy".
If you know, could you tell? Thanks!) Girl in the whole school and the girl who gets
ignored by almost everyone. Except for Wendy Testaburger, my brother Mark and Kyle.
Sometimes Kyle's friends, Stan Marsh, Wendy's boyfriend for several years, and Kenny McCormick, the pervetest boy ever, would invite me to their table, because no one would
answer me if I ask if I'm allowed to sit down, but nothing more. Wendy would help me whenever
she can. She's really a good friend. And Kyle... well I don't like him, you know...
I'm just totally in love with him!
And i remember it clearly:
On a snowy day, like always in the sweet village called South Park, I was at a competition.
(A/N: Sorry again what for a competition was it where they met each other again?)
I got a word from the jury and spelled it out.
As I won together with my brother, I saw him.
A young boy, with a green ushanka on his head, an orange coat,
green gloves and jeans with black boots.
And even if he doesn't believe in it,
I will believe it until my last day is gone.
Because I went through it.
I experienced love at first sight.
I know it's short and not that good, but it's my first one.
And I was bored and I couldn't think of a better title.
And if you find mistakes in spelling or other fails,
please just tell me.
Oh and critique would be great!
But not to harsh, okay? ._.
But
Thank you
for reading!
~ Marzi :3