ALTER_EGO

A/N Paris is just a random character who fitted into the story. This is my first fanfic that I decided to put on. Don't be vicious lolz. So just yeah… I have no life.

South Park belongs to the people who owns South Park.

Kyle

I guess you could say Im a weirdo. At least that's what Im called for studying a lot. I'll admit Im gay, but in the closet. I don't really have a crush in anyone in particular.

Liar.

I shook the voice out of my head.

You know you're—

"Shut up!" I said.

Stan, Kenny, Cartman, and Butters me a puzzled look.

"No one said…" Stan began.

"I know, Im sorry," I said.

"*muffled* Dude whats up? You've been like this all day," Kenny pointed out.

Butters nodded in agreement.

"Its his time of the month," Cartman sneered with a mouthful of potato chips.

"Fuck off," I muttered.

He stuck his tongue out at me.

"Fellers! I forgot to ask, what are you guys doing over the summer?" Butters asked.

Good question.

"I have no idea, dude. I might go to camp," muttered Cartman.

Kenny laughed.

"Shut the hell up Ke-eny!" Cartman growled.

The bell rang.

Stan caught up to me.

"So what do you plan on doing?" he asked.

I shrugged.

"Study for entrance exams?" I said.

Stan gave himself a face palm.

"I guess I am too. Mind if I pop in randomly?" he asked jokingly.

"I don't care. Just call before you do."

Zing! Great job! Maybe you'll get some!

'Shut up dammit!' I thought angrily.

Paris

I yawned and stretched my body out.

Looking in the mirror, I clicked my tounge.

'Kyle, why must you leave your hair so…ugh?'

Cause Im not you!

I gasped.

'What a tone! I'm hurt. I'll get over it. But you know I'm what you want to be.'

Wrong! I don't want to be a girl. You know who I want to be and what I want.

I yawned and eventually blocked out Kyle's nagging voice.

The phone rang.

As I applied my lip gloss, I checked the caller ID.

Don't. You. Dare.

I smiled and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Um, Kyle?" Stan's voice asked on the other line.

I cleared my throat.

"Yeah. What's up dude?" I asked adapting Kyle's voice perfectly.

"Can I come over? My parents said I should get outta the house. We could study or something," he said.

"Sure. Don't worry about bringing the books. Just use mine."

"Cool."

*CLICK*

Why are you ruining my social life?

'Please, just be happy I'm helping you. Do you want me out or not?'

Silence.

Whatever.

I made myself into 'Kyle' again. But being me, it was hard removing the make-up I had applied to awesomely.

Paris.

"Hey Stan!" I said.

"Hey. Let's get started with geometry…"

Two hours…

TWO HOURS! I had to wait two hours just to make a move.

'Again why must I have to wait two hours?'

You may be Paris on the inside, but its me on the outside. Do you wanna make me seem desperate?

'I just want to get the hell outta your body. You're annoying.'

ME!

"Kyle? KYLE!" Stan said shaking me out of my mental argument.

"Oh, sorry. Just thinking about something," I said.

He pushed the books away.

"Whats up?"

I glanced up.

"There's someone I really like. But Im not sure if that person likes me back," I whispered.

"Who?"

'See ya someday, Kyle. Wish I knew you better. Sort of…'

Wait! I'm not ready! You're gonna kiss him already?

'I've waited two hours to too many. Bye

bee-otch!'

I lifted up my body and pressed my lips against Stan's. I only wish that I could've felt that heat, not Kyle…

Kyle.

I opened my eyes… and he was still there. KISSING ME BACK!

I pull away.

"We'll keep it on the down low. I don't think I'll be able to stand Cartman's idiotic comments," he said.

"O-of c-course," I stutter playing with a piece of red hair that strayed on me face.

'Thanks. This was worth the headache.'

Then I remembered she was gone.

No prob, gay boy! *giggle*

'Gah! I thought you were gone!'

Nah, I think I'll stay a bit longer. Just to piss you off.

'But Paris…'

Just shut up and enjoy this while it last. Kay?

Well, she was right. This moment was…was perfectly awesome.