Disclaimer: South Park-Matt & Trey, Strangers In The Night by Cake.
A/N: Random stories that popped into my head, this one based on Cake's Strangers In The Night, Cultural Anthropology is based from my most recent semester. It was an awesome class and my teacher was cool. Also all our test were take home which was awesome. Enjoy!
I listened as the last song fades and the next one starts up. I stop what I'm doing and listen to the first line of the song. "Strangers in the night exchanging glances..." Heh where does Stan find this stuff? He definitely has a wide range of taste in music. I sway my pencil in rhythm with the music. This is a sappy love song but as I listen, the more I like it. The next few lines describe perfectly how we became a couple "When we said our first hello, Little did we know, Love was just a glance away". Those words just stunned me for a moment and I'm silent.
What a day that was when we admitted we loved each other. I think it had been a good month after we graduated high school, glad it was finally over and heading to the same college in the fall. We were hanging out at the park playing football just having fun, after a few good hours we just hung around and talked for a while. As it was almost sunset, I caught Stan fidgeting out the corner of my eye, so I asked him what he wanted and he told me that he had loved me. My heart leapt beating rapidly. and I said to him I had loved him back. Ever since then we've been together. 'Come on, Kyle focus you gotta finish this test for Cultural Anthropology' I yell to myself. Yet, I can't focus because this song is just holding my attention. I should take a break, go see what Stan's doing.
I mingle my way into the kitchen just as I hear a string of verbal abuses to whatever Stan's doing. 'Stan' I ask but am ignored. I step closer to him and wrap my arms around him. He stops what he's doing and turns to look at me and smiles. 'I love that smile' I muse. Back to the task at hand, I ask Stan what's going on in here. He tells me that he was making a snack of some fruit but some had gone bad in the fridge so he put it in garbage disposal and apparently it didn't agree with him. I look into the sink and there's a nice big red gooey mess decorating the sink. "Stan, it's nothing to get upset over, these things happen" I tell him. "Alright" Stan said and started to clean the mess out of the sink. Shaking my head at Stan's antics, I walk back into the other room where my work is laid out. Settling back down into my seat, and gathering my work I listen to the last few lines of the song:
"Ever since that night we've been together.
Lovers at first sight, in love forever.
It turned out so right,
For strangers in the night."
One thing for sure is that it definitely did turn out right.