Valentine's Day Massacre
Chapter one:
Kyle's POV
"It's your stupid Lover's Ball that's giving us such a hard time, Bebe." The sophomore class president, Wendy Testaburger, complained to the council. "I don't know why the cheer leading squad insisted on having a Valentine's day dance when we have one coming up in spring."
"It's not just the cheerleaders, Wendy!" The blond shot back. "A lot of people wanted a big Valentine's day party, and the Spring Fling is months away. It will be a lot of fun, so I don't see what the big deal is!"
"Do you remember the last Dance we had? People that don't even go to this school were crashing the party, sneaking in booze and God knows what else. Five fights broke out, three of them started by some drunken morons. Some school property was stolen, or broken. And while the entire chess team was duck-taped to the flag pole, some idiot decided it would be hilarious to clog all the toilets in the girls room."
"Do you know who gets blamed for all this?" Wendy asked. "We do, as the school council. You guys decided to throw a big party and we have to deal with the clean up."
"And it is quite the pain to plan, especially setting a budget and reorganizing other events to make time for it." Said Gregory, who was the school's secretary. "The science fair had to be postponed to next month just to make time."
"Why are you complaining?" Mark Cotswolds held his cheek in his hand bordly as he fiddled with his pencil. "I'm class treasurer, so I have to deal with all the financial crap. Do you have any idea how expensive a DJ is these days? But maybe we could hire those goth kids, their in a band right?"
Bebe wasn't at all sympathetic. "How many times do I have to tell you guys? The cheerleaders, the art club, and the decorating comity have all offered to decorate the gym and clean up after the Ball. And my uncle is a DJ, so music really isn't an issue and you don't have to hire some crummy band or anything. No one wants to listen to EMO music!"
"That's not the point, Bebe!" Wendy glared at her friend from across the table. Those two were close like sisters, but they fought like them too.
Bebe challenged her with a flick of her hair and a coy smile. "I still don't know what the big deal is, Wen. You guys are the student council, your suppose to do stuff like this! What else do you have to do, decide what color to paint the bathrooms? If this is too much for you then maybe someone else should be class president."
Wendy puffed herself up like an angry cat, her thin cheeks reddening. "You think you could do a better job? I didn't come into office by hiking my skirt up and showing off my-"
"How much money do you think you'll need?" Asked Kyle Broflovski, finally stepping in. As ever, the Vice president had to step in before the president had one of her little melt-downs.
"As much as you guys can give me." Bebe smiled at him sweetly.
"Alright then," Kyle turned to Mark. "You'll make sure she gets enough money."
"I will?" The ex-spelling bee champ looked at him funny.
"Yes, you will. Your the class treasurer after all, so that's your job." He then turned back to the blond girl. "Is that all?"
"Yup, that's all I needed." Bebe hopped from her seat at the council table and bounded for the door. "Thanks, Kylie!"
When she finally left, the red head sighed and looked at the rest of the council. "I'll just be glad when all of this is over."
"Well, let's look on the bright side, shall we? The school usually prospers from such events." Said Gregory. "The ticket sales go to us, and it will give the students a little break from their work. That sure sounds refreshing after Mid-terms, hm?"
Wendy sneered, still blowing off steam. "It also gives people like Bebe a chance to dress up all slutty, get drunk, and hook up. She could have just thrown a party at her own house."
"You mean after what happened last time?" Laughed Mark. "Forget it. I heard that party was so wild her parents will never leave her home alone again!"
"Yeah, like you've ever been invited to a party."
"Hey!"
Kyle didn't join in their laughter. "Alright, I've heard enough about parties for one day." He said, rising from his seat beside the president. "The next council meeting will be Monday, see you guys then."
The hallways were empty when he made it to his locker. School council and homework were taking a lot out of him, Kyle reflected as he opened the lock to get his books. All he wanted to do now was go home, stretch out on the couch and watch some Terrance and Phillip.
He was about to close his locker when his cellphone beeped inside his pants pocket. Glance both ways Kyle made sure no teachers were around when he pulled out his phone to check his messages.
It was a text from Stan.
To: Kyle
From: Stan
Hi dude
Kyle smiled before texting back.
To: Stan
From: Kyle
Hey.
To: Kyle
From: Stan
You hear about the Lover's thing?
To: Stan
From: Kyle
*eye roll* yeah. :P
To: Kyle
From: Stan
LOL Wendy is probably going to make me go. She always drags me to school events. :P
is there someone you want for V-day? ; )
Kyle stopped and looked at the screen. Then, smiling sadly, he began to reply;
"Yeah there is someone I like..."
A/N: OOOH! Well, bet your wondering who Kyle likes!
Yup, that's right! I'm doing a Valentine's Day speical story! Well, it will be more like little short love stories/drabbles leading up to the dance. BUT THERE WILL BE LOTS OF PAIRINGS!
And guess what?
For a treat, I'm going to let you guys decide what pair comes next! Just like in The List, just tell me what pair you wanna read next and I might do it. I'll be updating two of three times a week until V-day, so next chapter will be up soon!
P.S. the POV will change every chapter, this one was Kyle's POV
Thanks for reading!