Hello my reviewers and/or newbies to my stories!

never fear! im still working on My Angel Your Devil; its just it so happens I've gotten a truckload of new story ideas i just had to share with you guys. So sit back and expect a mountainload of updates!

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So please enjoy this story aswell~

Chapter One

I'm Stan Marsh and I have a confession I need to make; I don't love my girlfriend Wendy. She's a bitch and I wish she'd just piss off and leave me alone. But she has the biggest load of dirt on me and will tell the whole school if I decide to dump her.

I'm in love with a guy. Not just any guy though, no. It had to be my best friend forever didn't it? It just had to be Kyle Brovfloski didn't it God?

I dunno how it happened really. One day we were hanging out and bonding, as males tend to do; and all of a sudden I'm tracing every curve with my eyes, and he sends me this look that indicated he knew I was doing it. And yet he didn't say a word; only sent me this smile.

I have to admit; I'm pretty god damn dense when it comes to love and stuff. But that smile he sent me that day just totally and utterly confused me. I mean, did he like me in the way I hoped? Or was he just finding it amusing that I was taking the time to check him out? Either way I was pretty much screwed.

And Wendy knew of this. She knew how much I wanted him; and that was her ultimate form of blackmail. Apparently I was like this mega trophy for the girls, and as long as I was dating one, she was pretty much treated like a goddess by everyone else. Psh, Wendy's the Goddess of something alright; the Goddess of skankdom if you asked me.

So you could guess how happy I was when I finally got to see Kyle by himself in the male's locker room. I happily made my way to him; and he turned to send a nice white smile with his freckled lips quite moist today. Oh yeah, I look at him really bad lately.

"Hey Stan." God, the way he said that made my spine tingle. His voice was still so high and feminine that he could pass off as a girl if he tried.

"Hey." I replied casually, getting my towel out of my locker and wrapping it around my waist. "Man sport class sucks so badly."

"Heh, yeah." He said quietly, and I swear I caught him looking me up and down once before picking his towel up off the bench. "Stupid bastard made me run extra to try and get rid of my apparent 'ass fat' as he calls it. Says its becoming too much like my ma's."

"He what?!" I think I said that a bit to quickly. I mean, Kyle's ass was like one of his most attractive part of him. He couldn't get rid of it!

"I know! It pissed me off so badly." He chuckled, and I sighed with relief inwardly that he didn't notice my horror in my tone. "Anyways, we should hit the showers otherwise Wendy might beat you around the head again."

"God that girl takes things so seriously sometimes." I comment glumly, wrapping my towel around my waist and dropping my gym shorts. "Sometimes I'd like to give her a good slap."

Kyle chuckled as he pulled his shirt over his head. "Yeah well, for now while she's still convinced you guys are an item you need to pretend to be nice to her. As much of a bitch she is."

Thank you Kyle! I didn't say anything, knowing he couldn't stand her at all. I was with him on that one; yet somehow she knows how much of a stupid male I was and kept blackmailing me. But as I laid eyes on the smallish-framed Jew standing beside me; I knew that putting up with this bullshit was worth so much than her wrecking what we had. I pulled my sweaty shirt off and threw it into my locker, and saw those green eyes locked on my ribbed body.

"Well, someone's been working out. I'm jealous." He said with a smirk as he closed his locker and twisted the key lock. "I honestly don't see how you can stand doing all that exercise."

"What can I say? I got people to impress." I aimed that right at him, and I hope that maybe he noticed. He didn't.

"Like the girls you mean?"

"…W-well, I meant for a future career in modelling…yes for the girls." I lied straight through my teeth with a joking chuckle. I hate girls, I hate touching them and them touching me. I hated kissing Wendy knowing what I really wanted was usually across from me.

"So are you busy after school today?" He asked as we went into the showers and took the two cubicles side by side.

"Well, no as far as I know. Why, got something in mind?" And the flirting escapade continues.

"Well yeah; thought you and I could hang out tonight. My family's out til tomorrow afternoon so I have the house to myself."

"Sweet. Yeah I'll come over."

We stood for a while in silence, before Kyle gave a sigh. I turned to him instantly to make sure he was alright.

"Say; if I came to you one day and said I needed you because something really bad happened; would you do it for me?" He asked out of the blue. "I mean; I'm just asking out of curiousity."

"Would I do what?" I asked, inwardly cheering knowing exactly what he was asking me.

"You know…do me." He said quietly so the other guys couldn't hear us.

"Oh! Right." God I was glad I was so good at acting. "Well, if it was really bad and you truly needed my help, sure I would. You're my best friend dude."

"Glad to hear it." He said with a smile. "And you know I'd do the same for you, right?"

"Of course man, I know." Oh how I wished something could make us come together like that.

We both stopped the water running and dried ourselves off before wrapping our towels around our waists. Only thing I couldn't do in the showers was to check him out. Because that would be just plain weird.

"So yeah, I'll see you after school then." He said with a smile before leaving me behind. Now I could have a quick look without getting caught.

"Nice ass that." I hear to my right. I frowned to see Craig Tucker looking aswell.

"Look at your boyfriend's damn ass." I say with a snort.

"Oh what Marsh, a bit jealous?" He replied with a slight smirk. "There's no harm in looking when Tweek knows his ass is the only one I wanna screw all night…"

"Alright, I get it!" I placed my hands over my ears to indicate I really didn't want to hear anymore. I saw him smirk before swinging his towel over his shoulder and leaving. God that guy had no shame whatsoever.

I shook my head to get that image out of my head and decide I'd better head to next class and not get in trouble again for being late.