One day Kyle Broflovski had woken up early that morning for no reason. He also had his best friend Stan Marsh laying next to him half naked, why you might ask? No reason?
His feelings started way back, in fouth grade. Kyle had always gotten 'butterflies' in his stomach when he was with Stan, but he always thought that was because Stan was his super best friend.
In fifth grade Kyle had hung around Stan more, talked more, smiled more.
Sixth grade through eighth grade was no better, it was a mess of ignoring things and denial.
High school is where everything started to get clear for the red haired teen.
High school is also where this story starts off.
"Kyyyyle honey, wake up, time for school!" The mother's teen shouted through the wooden yell had caused Kyle to throw a pillow at the unwanted noise maker, but the door had blocked his attack.
"Kyle honey, I'll be down stairs, your dad already went to work, comon! First day of high school, you don't want to be late!" Soon after the parent left the door, sleep quickly made it's way back into the teen.
Kyle opened his eyes to look at his clock, but quickly shot out of bed seeing that the clock read the time "7:54"
"Crap!" He quickly put on his usual attire, burst out his room, out the door and through the snow, to the bus stop he went. As he ran towards his friends(And Cartman), he slipped on some ice, leading him to fall on top of his idol, Stan. Cartman being him, bursted out laughing not bothering to check if either of them were okay.
"Ah sorry man, you okay?" Kyle didn't notice the blush that covered his own face, or the small smile that was on Stan's face, he quickly got up and helped up Stan.
"It's fine...Just watch where you step man, if you fall without me here you might break your face, and I don't think anyone would want that." Stan smiled, but his bliss was quickly ruined with Cartman opening his mouth.
"Faaaaaags, you guys just fell, and you're expecting a a flower basket and a kiss on the cheek?"
This little comment was rewarded with a punch on the arm from Kyle and a small laugh from Kenny.
"Dude...Not funny..." Stan shook his head at Cartman.
The group of friends made their way onto the bus, Kyle sat by Stan, Kenny by Tweek, Cartman by his book bag.
Kyle felt his heart beating faster then normal, which was because of the teen siting next to him, and the fact he didnt know if he had any classes with him.
Stan noticed this, the same thing was happening to him, but he just thought Kyle's heart beat was from the stress of first day of high school.
The two looked away from each other, then glanced at each other every so often, until they reached the school. Stan sighed before speaking up.
"Comon, the first day of the end of our lives..." Stan stood up first then helped kyle up, they made their way off the bus into the seemingly never ending hallways. They spilt up looking for their homeroom.
Kyle wandered the halls stopping at the room with the number '103' by the door...He crossed his fingers and entered it, to his surprise he saw Kenny and Stan there talking. Stan spotted him and called him over. Kyle smiled and made his way to them, and took his place down by was the first to say anything.
"Man this is sweet! I cant belive we're all together!" Kenny gave a smile.
"Yeah! And that bastard Cartman isn't even here wi-..." Stan felt a tap on his turned around to see Eric.
"Who's a bastard?" Cartman gave a smile before the teacher came in and explained things that no one really cared about.
As the day went on they found out that they all had classes with each other. Cartman called it 'good luck' but Kyle called it Cartman blackmailing the teachers to put them in the same classes.
The day ended with Stan finding out Kyle's locker was right by his, which made his day.
The morning repeated but only this time Kyle somehow forgot his hat, and found out he didn't have it on when Stan stared at him on the bus.
"...Kyle...Trying out a new style?" Kyle blinked a few times before replying.
"...What do you mean? Im the same as always?" Stan pointed at Kyle's head, making Kyle reach up and touch it.
"My hat!" Kyle gasped. Stan chuckled.
"You look cute without your hat." Stan smiled, trying to think of a reason why he said that, then quickly punched Kyle in the arm trying to pass it off as if he didn't mean anything by it.
"Im cute? Thanks man, you're damn adorable then!" Kyle gave a laugh, then smiled, wondering what this whole flirting with each other meant. Kyle thought Stan was straighter then straight itself, which quickly caused a tug of war battle in his brain, of hope and fear.
The first part of the day was filled with glances between Stan and Kyle, and Cartman staring at them wondering what they were doing.
Lunch was like hell for the two, they stared at each other like they wanted to eat each other alive. Kenny was the first to notice, Cartman just stared at them before he finally spoke up.
"Hey! What are you guys planning?" Cartman yelled.
"What are you talking about douchbag?" Kyle said.
"You guys have been looking at each other with googly eyes, you have to be planning something about getting rid of me!"
"Dude really, what the fuck are you talking about?" Stan asked.
"I knew it! You guys are jealous of me, and my good looks, so you want to kill me! Well you cant! So stay away!" Cartman ran off into a crowd of people. Kenny laughed at that then quickly shifted his eyes back to Kyle and Stan.
"I think you guys flirting with each other pissed him off." Kenny joked.
"Dude...We aren't flirting, I mean sure I would fuck Kyle but that's about it." Stated Stan.
"I'd fuck you too Stan." Kyle said without looking up from his mashpotatoes that were oddly interesting at the smiled and started stabbing his gooey macaroni and cheese.
Kenny groaned and rolled his eyes.
"Dudes just fuck each other and get it over with" Sighed Kenny.
"I would but Im pretty sure Stan is straight!" Kyle faked a laugh and waited for Stan's reply.
"Yep, but the only guy I'd turn gay for is Kyle..." Stan looked at Kyle hoping he'd get a smile, or a blush.
The day dragged on full of boredom.
The day ended with Kyle staring at his bedroom ceiling, with one thing on his mind...Stan...Under his breath he whisper,
"Shit...Im cursed with loving a dude..."
"Kyle! Come over here!" Kenny screamed while holding a bottle of lighter fluid, with Stan standing behind him holding a ran over by them, before Stan spoke up.
"Alright, Kenny wets the ducks down with lighter fluid, you can light them up, and I throw the ducks back into the water. Sound like a plan?" Kyle nodded before they did their actions of animal abuse, and laughing uncontrollably. A few hours later Kenny finally said something other then lighting ducks on fire.
"Okay...Im going to head home, here, fight over it..." Kenny threw a piece of gum on the ground and ran off towards his and Stan made a lunge for it around the same time. After a few minutes of fighting and rolling around on the ground, Kyle grabbed it out of Stan's hands and quickly threw it into his mouth. Stan by this point was sitting on top of Kyle.
"Kyle...you bastard!" Stan shouted with a smile on his face. "I wanted that gum..."
"Then take it." Kyle teased.
"Fine..."
"Fine..." Kyle whispered.
Stan leaned down and made his way onto Kyle's lips. He grabbed the gum with his tounge and quickly jumped back from Kyle's face. Stan looked at his watch then got off of Kyle.
"Sorry man, I have to head home..."Stan turned his head then spit the gum out.
"Dude? Waste of gum!"
"I don't like mint...Ah cya later dude!" Stan ran off the same way Kenny did.
"Cya..." Kyle smiled, then started skipping rocks to clear his head.
