Author's Notes: Yeah yeah yeah, I know, I know. In My Head will eventually be updated…funny story there. See, I'm a dumbass who didn't think to send the file from her school computer to her home computer, so I didn't have it all summer. Anyway, this is my new story and it has nothing to do with In My Head. If you read my story on Freedom of Speech Fanfiction (Senior Year Suckage), then this plot is going to seem very familiar to you. But I can assure you…Senior Year Suckage is MY story, so I'm not ripping any plots off of other authors. Now, for a bit of background information on this story…everyone is a senior (unless otherwise noted), and they all attend Park County High School which is in Fairplay…or at least it is in MY story. Because let's face it, South Park has like thirty kids total…hardly enough for a high school of their own. We're also going to pretend that Park County High School has about fifteen feeder middle schools. This story starts out in late July and just to clarify for everyone…it's going to be the 2006-2007 school year, which means that everyone is graduating in 2007. Just like me…and really, that's correct if you go by when they were in third grade because I was in third grade at the same time they were. So this is starting in late July 2006. I don't know Wendy's parents' names, so in my story they are Kathy and Martin. I also gave her an older brother named Seth and a younger sister named Jessica because I fucking can, goddammit. Seth is two years older than Wendy and he's going into his sophomore year at University of Washington in Seattle. Jessica is two years younger and she's going into her sophomore year at Park County High School…she is Kenny's sister Katie's age and they are friends, okay? Okay. Also, there are going to be three fankids in this story. My own, Mandi Smith, BrownSugar1's, Janae Taylor, and Kenny's Goddess's, Kyren Andrews. They won't have big parts, though…mostly some lame side plots and occasional comic relief. Now read, enjoy, and review.
Wendy Testaburger watched the clouds roll by the window. She glanced next to her at her parents. Her mother, ever the acrophobic, had long since popped her Xanax and passed out. She was shocked that she had managed to convince her that it would be worth it to fly to Chicago so that she could visit colleges. Her father had been all for it, of course. He was Wendy's main ally in getting the hell out of South Park so she could become something more than a small town waitress. Her mother, however, had other ideas. She held onto the idea of Wendy attending the local community college to get a two year degree in nursing. Then she wanted Wendy to marry Stan Marsh, of all people, and settle down in a house down the street from her parents. Nevermind the fact that Wendy had the grades to get into Harvard and hadn't even looked at Stan in that way since middle school AND that she had been dating Token since the summer before her junior year. But her mother was adamant because Stan "obviously had good genes" and any children he and Wendy would produce would "surely be beautiful". Wendy's mother had always been on of the meddling types, but Wendy generally brushed her off. She had no need for the maternal wisdom or guidance Kathy was so willing to provide. Jessica let Kathy meddle in her life all she wanted, but Wendy was not having it. Kathy had taken to leaving Wendy alone and Wendy certainly did not seem to mind. Of course Kathy and Wendy still had a mother daughter relationship, but it was not like what Kathy remembered having with her mother when she had been Wendy's age. Their relationship had mostly centered on Kathy driving Wendy to and from the places she needed to be before she had gotten her license. After that, it mostly centered on Kathy forcing Wendy into going to mass every Sunday morning and praising her whenever she got some kind of award at school. She and Wendy never really talked much outside of that. Wendy had never allowed Kathy the satisfaction of helping her pick out a dress for a dance or sharing her giddiness when the guy she liked finally called or asked her out. Even though she wasn't particularly close to Kathy, Wendy did maintain a fairly close relationship with Martin. While Martin obviously loved and adored Seth and Jessica as well as Wendy, it was clear who his pride and joy was. It was Martin she went to for advice, Martin she asked to listen to her speeches. It was Martin who had suggested that they visit colleges in other states. It had been a battle when Seth had asked to go to Washington State, but he had won it. Wendy had the brains of the family and she bitched about how it wasn't fair for her dumbfuck older brother to go to school in another state when she was the one with all the potential. Wendy, who had fallen in love with Chicago when she had visited Kathy's younger sister there the summer before, had begged and pleaded to go back to check out Northwestern. Martin had readily agreed, of course, but Kathy had had her doubts. But, as always, Wendy and Martin had teamed up against her and won. And so she had found herself waking up three weeks later at 5AM so they could make their 7AM flight from Denver to Chicago O'Hare.
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"Wendy! Oh honey, you look great! You've grown so much!" Wendy's aunt Audrey gushed, grinning and hugging Wendy.
"You just saw me four months ago. I haven't grown that much!" she replied, laughing. Kathy had never received one of those smiles from Wendy. Not since Wendy was in fifth grade, anyway.
"Nonsense. You have gotten even more beautiful, if that's even possible." Audrey replied, finally releasing Wendy.
"She's the spitting image of mom, isn't she?" Kathy threw in, smiling a little.
"I'd say she looks more like Audrey, Kathy." Martin replied, winking at Audrey. Audrey just rolled her eyes at him. Kathy rolled her eyes as well. Audrey way younger than her and Martin had always made it a point to tease her.
"So Jess and Seth opted not to come?" Audrey asked, looking around for them.
"Seth has his internship in Denver. He couldn't get time off." Martin replied, shrugging. It didn't really bother him because it was less money he had to shell out for plane tickets.
"And Jess?" Audrey asked, once again looking around. Kathy wanted to tell her that they weren't lying to her, that Seth and Jessica were not going to materialize in the crowd, but she bit her tongue.
"Jessica wanted to stay home. I think she has a boyfriend." Kathy replied, grinning. At least Jessica shared her crushes with her. She just didn't clarify whether those crushes were more than simple infatuation.
"Well, come on. Let's get out of this crowded airport and grab something to eat." Audrey said, breaking Kathy's train of thought and hooking her arm through Wendy's.
Audrey took them to a small restaurant just a few miles from the airport. The cuisine was mostly vegetarian, but Martin and Kathy found things on the menu that they could stomach. Wendy, happy to be away from Token and his nagging, had ordered a large bean sprout salad and tomato soup. Token was not exactly thrilled about her vegetarian lifestyle, often trying to talk her out of it and into eating meat. He had taken her to an expensive steakhouse for their one year anniversary a couple of months before and then gotten pissed off when she had ordered a baked potato and a salad. He had told her off in front of a giant group of people and even made her find her own way home.
"Wendy? You still alive over there?" Martin asked, poking her gently with his fork.
"Huh? Oh, yeah." she replied, smiling.
"Tired from the flight, hon?" Audrey asked.
"Oh, no, not really. I was just thinking how it's nice to be able to eat the food I like and not get nagged about it." she said, taking a bite of her salad.
"Nagged? Who nags you? I don't nag you." Kathy replied, frowning.
"It's that damn Token who nags her." Martin said, rolling his eyes.
"He just wants me to eat healthier…" Wendy replied.
"Healthier? What's healthier than vegetables?" Audrey replied, laughing a little.
"He just likes to talk about how red meat and chicken have a lot of protein and stuff…he's just looking out for me…" Wendy said.
"Just looking out for you? Okay, right." Martin replied, scowling. He was not Token's biggest fan and everyone knew it.
"Can we not start this?" Kathy replied, biting her lip. Wendy and Martin argued about Token a lot.
"He's just not right for you, Wends. He's like a big bully and you just let him order you around." Martin said.
"You let him order you around? Wendy, what happened to feminism?" Audrey asked, genuinely shocked. She had always tried to instill feminist views in Wendy. She had started small enough, encouraging Wendy to be a doctor instead of a nurse and always telling her stories about strong women she knew. Kathy had refused to promote women's rights to Wendy, citing that it was a woman's job to make the dinner, not put it on the table. Fortunately for Audrey, Wendy had mostly listened to her. Well, at least she thought so.
"He does not order me around, okay? He tries to, but he's pretty unsuccessful. Can I get a little bit of credit here?" Wendy replied, annoyed. She knew that they were right. She definitely knew that Token was way wrong for her, but hell if she was going to admit that to her parents. She didn't want them to have that satisfaction, and she mostly didn't want to hear a loud chorus of "I told you so" from them. She knew that Token was a bully, knew that he was toxic. She had been keeping him at arm's length, trying to distance herself from their relationship. It had been alright for the first five or so months, but then Token took it upon himself to try to get her to sleep with him. Wendy had been a virgin and wasn't ready to give it up to a high school guy. She wasn't sure if she loved him at the time. When she had rejected him, he had backed off a lot. Backed off right into the arms of Heidi Turner, who had been happy to give him what he wanted. Wendy had been furious when she discovered their torrid little affair, breaking up with Token as soon as she caught them together. She had refused to even look at him for a month, but he wore her down after two and they were back together. Eventually, she stopped trying to avoid the physical aspect of the relationship and had just let it happen. They finally had sex for the first time right around spring break, and Token had been a horny bastard ever since then. They had probably only done it about a dozen times, but she still felt like that was way too many. She hadn't let him do more than kiss her since Clyde's Independence Day party when he had talked her into having sex with him in the hot tub. Wendy was apparently very agreeable when she had a few Smirnoffs in her.
"Wendy! Wendy!" Audrey said, snapping her fingers in her face.
"Sorry…maybe I am tired." Wendy replied, shaking her head and clearing her train of thought.
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A week later, Wendy found herself on another plane. Her visit to Chicago had gone as well as she had expected it, and she had fallen in love with the city all over again. Her father had laughed at her and told her that she would probably like NYU and American way more than she liked Northwestern. Her mother had simply walked in the other room, presumably to bitch a little more about Wendy leaving South Park to Audrey. Audrey was just excited that Wendy would probably be closer to her, even going as far as telling her that she could move into her apartment if she absolutely hated the dorms. She glanced over at her mother who had yet to pass out from her Xanax. She was browsing through the Sky Mall catalog, laughing at all the weird shit they had in it. Wendy chuckled a little to herself. Sky Mall did have a lot of fucked up crap. She put her ear buds in, turned on her iPod, and drifted off to sleep.
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Wendy woke up later on her couch. Someone had covered her up with the down comforter from her bed. Probably her mother. She sat up and glanced at the clock. It was almost 5PM. She did the math in her head. Between the time zone change, she had slept for almost nine hours. She didn't remember the flight or getting off the plane at all. Her father had probably carried her from the plane to the car and then from the driveway to the couch. She got up and walked into the kitchen, stretching every few steps. Why the hell did her body feel like she had been twisted into some kind of weird pretzel yoga position? She heard Bebe's voice before she saw her sitting at the kitchen table. She was sitting across from Wendy's mother, drinking a glass of lemonade and apparently talking about something funny. Wendy took a seat next to her and Bebe passed her a glass and the pitcher of lemonade.
"Jeez, Wendy, I thought you were going to sleep all day." Bebe said, grinning. Wendy rolled her eyes.
"Apparently the jet lag got to me…" Wendy replied, sipping her lemonade.
"I was just telling Bebe about everything in that catalog on the plane…" Kathy said, sipping her own lemonade. Wendy smiled a little.
"Mom, do we have anything stronger than lemonade?" Wendy asked, yawning.
"Wendy, what have I told you about coffee? It will stunt your growth and give you stained teeth." Kathy replied, frowning.
"I'm almost eighteen, mom. I think I'm done growing." Wendy replied, laughing a little. She got up and poured herself a cup of coffee, ignoring her mother's little sighs of disapproval.
"Hey Wendy, take me upstairs and show me all the pictures you took in Chicago! You know, the ones you texted me about." Bebe exclaimed suddenly, grabbing Wendy's arm.
"What the hell are you talking about, Bebe?" Wendy asked, genuinely confused.
"You know what I mean…of the campus…and stuff." Bebe said, emphasizing each word slowly. Wendy still didn't know what the hell she was talking about, but she took her up to her room anyway.
"What the hell are you talking about, Bebe?" she asked once they were all situated on her bed.
"I needed to talk to you alone and I didn't want your mom to hear." Bebe replied, shrugging.
"Talk to me alone…are you lezzing out or something?" Wendy asked, raising her eyebrows. Bebe kicked her.
"No…I just…Craig and I…we're having issues…" she replied, looking down.
"Issues?" Wendy asked, concerned.
"Yeah. He was being a major ass again, so I asked him why. He said something about how maybe we didn't have real feelings for each other, maybe we're just together because everyone else was together and we felt left out. That we coupled ourselves off for comfort, not because we had feelings for each other." Bebe replied, playing with a loose thread on Wendy's pillow. Hearing this just pissed Wendy off. Craig and Bebe had gotten together the day before Valentine's Day their sophomore year. Stan had been with Rebecca Cotswalds at the time, Kyle had been seeing Heidi, Wendy had been seeing Kevin, Kenny had been banging his way through the cheerleading squad, and hell, even Cartman had been dating some freshman girl. Bebe had been harboring a massive crush on him for about a year at that point and she was still licking her wounds that had come from the break-up of her six month relationship with Clyde that had ended when Christmas break had. She hadn't been actively looking to get involved with someone, but Craig had shown up on her doorstep with roses and a box of dark chocolate and she hadn't been able to resist. They had been together ever since then. In short, there was no way in hell they had just "coupled themselves off". Craig had wanted to date Bebe just as much as she had wanted to date him. Hell, he had been the one to pursue Bebe, what with the roses and chocolate.
"Craig is a fucking douche, Bebe. Plain and simple. He's a man, what do you expect?" Wendy replied, rolling her eyes.
"Why would he say something like that, though?" Bebe asked, her voice starting to shake a little.
"I don't know. He's weird sometimes." Wendy replied, genuinely puzzled by Craig's behavior. He had gone through little male PMS phases before, but he had never outright said something like that to Bebe before.
"Do you think he wants to break up with me?" Bebe asked, frowning.
"I honestly have no idea." Wendy replied, frowning right along with her.
"I think I know what this is about." Bebe said. She said it so quietly that Wendy barely heard her.
"What?" Wendy asked.
"Um…well, the day you left for Chicago, we were going to have sex. You know, when his parents went out of town to visit his grandma or great-aunt or whatever member of his family was sick and dying that day." Bebe said.
"Wait a minute…you were going to have SEX? And you didn't tell me?!" Wendy asked, incredulous. Despite her reputation, Bebe was nowhere near the whore everyone thought she was. Bebe had actually been a lot more prudish than Wendy over the years, never letting a guy go past first base. Clyde had dumped her because she wouldn't let him round second.
"Well, I told him that we could see what happened…" Bebe replied, frowning.
"Well, what happened?" Wendy asked.
"I went over there and he had a nice dinner all set out and stuff. Some kind of chicken pasta thing and one of those triple chocolate cakes from Mel's Buffet. We ate, we watched a movie, we made out on his bed. He went for third base, I freaked out, and we wound up watching another movie. I didn't think it was such a big deal…" Bebe said, shrugging.
"You freaked when he went to third base? I thought you told me like three months ago that you let him go to third base." Wendy replied, confused.
"Right, I did. But it was the whole prospect of the sex, you know? I knew that if I let him go there then…well…we would be having sex, and I didn't want to do that. I want to, but at the same time I don't think I'm ready." Bebe replied.
"I want to know how you almost had sex and failed to tell me." Wendy said, genuinely shocked that Bebe hadn't called her in the middle of the night to recount the experience.
"That's not the point. You know that Lexus girl? The one who worked at Raisins?" Bebe asked, rolling her eyes.
"You mean Lexie?" Wendy replied, smirking. Lexus had transferred to Park County High School their sophomore year. She had been calling herself Lexie, claiming that she didn't want to be stalked by horny boys who remembered her from Raisins. Luckily for her, the boys had had the memory spans of goldfish. It had been the girls who had remembered her, and they hadn't exactly welcomed her with open arms. Porsche and Mercedes had transferred in halfway through Wendy's freshman year and had learned the hard way just how bitchy girls could be.
"Whatever. She works with Craig now." Bebe said, rather bitterly. Craig had taken a summer job at J-Mart to earn extra money for college. He worked in lawn and garden . Lexus had started working there about a month after him, mostly working in the lingerie department. Lately, though, when Bebe would go to have lunch with him on his break, Lexus had been right back there stocking seeds and trying to sell patio furniture alongside Craig. He had shrugged off Bebe's curiosity, citing some bullshit lawn and garden shortage reason, but that didn't do much to calm Bebe's nerves, especially when Lexus was wearing as little of the required uniform as she could get away with
"Yeah, but Kenny works there too. And so does Clyde." Wendy pointed out.
"And she isn't sniffing around them. But she's always around Craig when I'm there. I know what she's thinking, Wendy. I can smell the lust that wafts off of that girl from a mile away." Bebe replied. Wendy tried not to laugh again. She knew what Bebe meant, though. The Raisins girls were not known for their modesty or their purity, that was for sure. That was why they had made excellent additions to the cheerleading squad.
"Even if Lexus is throwing her line out, do you really think Craig is going to bite it?" Wendy replied.
"I don't know, Wendy. I don't know what the hell his problem is lately." Bebe replied, frowning again. She was going to get permanent wrinkles if she kept that up.
"That bitch is selling what I'm not, Wendy. I know she's not a virgin." Bebe said, hooking her fingernails into Wendy's favorite throw pillow.
"Do you really think Craig is going to leave a functional relationship for a little bit of sex?" Wendy asked, unsure. Craig was the asshole type.
"Leave me? I don't know. But I wouldn't put it past him to fuck her on the side." Bebe said bitterly, digging her nails even further into the pillow.
"He's an asshole, sure, but a cheating asshole to boot?" Wendy asked, eyeing her pillow nervously.
"Why not? The best of both worlds. He would get all that girlfriend bullshit with me and hot wild monkey sex with that slut on the side." Bebe said, throwing the pillow on the floor with what was supposed to be incredible angry force. Wendy sighed in relief.
"I'm not sure what to tell you, Bebe. If he's being a total dick, you should really just break up with him." Wendy said, shrugging.
"This coming from you, the girl with the biggest asshole in South Park as a boyfriend." Bebe grumbled. She had always been anti-Token.
"Not really the point, Bebe." Wendy replied, annoyed. She knew she needed to end it with Token, but she wasn't sure how. She wasn't in love with him, per se, but she felt like if she ended things with him, he would torment her for months on end again.
"What was that? Did you just indirectly agree with me?" Bebe asked, sitting up.
"Yeah right, Bebe." Wendy replied, wondering when her unhappiness in her relationship had become so apparent to everyone else.
"No no, Wendy. You didn't correct me when I called him an asshole. Usually you get mad at me for it." Bebe said, a little too cheerily in Wendy's opinion.
"Token IS an asshole." Wendy said, shrugging. Like that wasn't common knowledge. It was the jock in him, combined with the snobbish demeanor he had picked up once his family had bought an even bigger house.
"Then why are you dating him, Wendy? I know you don't love him." Bebe said, less cheerily than before.
"How did we turn this on me? Aren't we supposed to be talking about Craig wanting to bone Lexus or whatever?" Wendy replied, hoping to steer the conversation in another direction.
"I think I'm going to dump him." Bebe said with a surprising tone of finality in her voice. Wendy raised her eyebrows. Random and unexpected, much?
"Over Lexus?" Wendy asked.
"Over Lexus, over his bullshit, over everything. I deserve better, goddammit." Bebe replied, crossing her arms.
"A few minutes ago you were worried he was going to dump you. Are you sure you want to do this?" Wendy asked, frowning. A year and a half was a long time to date someone, especially in high school. Fuck, that was the equivalent to being married. In fact, under Common Law, it probably was marriage.
"Yeah, well, I don't know." Bebe replied, frowning.
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Rebecca Cotswolds sighed and wiped the sweat from her forehead. The air conditioning at Tweek's Coffee had been broken for three years, apparently. South Park had not experienced a heat wave in years, so Mr. Tweek had seen no reason to have it fixed. Of course, that July, temperatures had hovered close to ninety, and Mr. Tweek was out of town, leaving Mrs. Tweek to look over things. Mrs. Tweek refused to make any decisions without Mr. Tweek, so Rebecca was stuck working in the heat, surrounded by steaming coffee pots. She was seriously considering quitting her job and applying at J Mart in the frozen foods section, simply because it was nice and cool there. She looked around the coffee shop, sighing again. She only had another hour before she could close up the shop and head home. There were only two other people with her…Stan Marsh and Sally Turner, AKA Red. They were wrapped around each other in the only corner booth, oblivious to Rebecca watching them. She wasn't exactly fond of watching her ex-boyfriend and the girl he had dumped her for, but she had learned to deal with it. Their presence had become a nightly thing once school had ended, much to her annoyance. She and Stan had began dating around Thanksgiving of their freshman year of high school, right after she had talked her parents into letting her transfer to Park County High School from His Holy Name High School where her brother had begged to be sent. She had figured that Catholic school was better than home schooling, but she had learned her lesson very quickly and had begged her parents to let her the hell out. They had finally consented after two weeks of school, and she had been placed in the Honors Program with Kyle Broflovski and Wendy Testaburger. Wendy had sort of taken her under her wing, helping her make friends and such. Kyle had introduced her to Stan Marsh, and a strong mutual crush had developed. Of course, there had been complications at first. Pip Pirrup had asked her out on her third day of school, and she had accepted without even really knowing him, figuring that a boyfriend might make her transition a little easier. She had gone to Homecoming with Pip, and had wound up dancing with Stan the entire night. It was something right out of fucking Dawson's Creek, with her being the Joey and Pip being the Dawson. Stan had been the Jack, minus the closet homosexuality. Like Joey and Jack, Rebecca and Stan had finally gotten together after she and Pip had had a messy break-up. They had been very happy together, even having sex for the first time with each other about a year into their relationship. Then things had changed when Stan and Red had started working together in January of their junior year. They had become very good friends, and Rebecca had witnessed their flirting many times. She and Stan had started to fight, and he had finally dumped her over spring break, while she had been in Myrtle Beach with Bebe and her family. They hadn't really spoken since then, and Stan had started dating Red about a week afterwards. He had wound up taking her to Prom, and Rebecca had gone with her friends. She wasn't too sure why they picked her workplace to play hanky panky every single night, but it was really starting to piss her off. Of course, she pretended like she didn't care, which was hard. She wasn't supposed to care since she had another boyfriend. Butters had asked her out a few days after Prom, and she had said yes, hoping to rebound with him and get over all of her feelings for Stan. So far, that plan wasn't exactly working. She sighed and looked down at the counter, willing the clock to hurry up and get to closing time. She looked up again and met Red's eyes. Wonderful. Red smirked and kissed Stan long and hard. That was even better. Rebecca sighed and headed toward the back to start cleaning up. Maybe they would get the fuck out early so she could close up and cry before she went home.
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Wendy threw her dirty clothes from the Chicago trip into her laundry basket and re-packed her suitcase. Her summer had been one giant plane ride. First her parents had drug her to Seattle to pick up her brother Seth from school, then they had gone to California for ten days for a vacation. Then she had had to endure a week in Florida with Jessica for a cousin's wedding, and then the Chicago trip. Now she was headed to Washington D.C. with Future Lawyers of America for the annual conference. She had to fly out with Cartman and Mandi two days earlier than everyone else because they had to attend some special panel for group leaders. Plus they had some banquet to go to too. Mandi was supposed to head over so that Seth could drive them to Denver International. Mandi and Seth were probably down in the living room at that moment, playing tonsil hockey or something. Wendy wasn't exactly sure how to feel about the two of them dating. They had only been together since spring break, but Wendy was already rooting for a break up, if only to get them to shut the hell up about each other. Mandi had been hanging around a lot more since they hooked up, even sneaking into Seth's room and taking the clothes he had left there because he asked her to. Apparently she slept in them or something…either way, it was really fucking creepy. She folded a pair of black dress pants and put them in her suitcase, hoping the hotel had a dry cleaning service. She finished packing and zipped her suitcase as she drug it towards her bedroom door. She grabbed her purse and checked the clock one last time before she headed downstairs. They had three hours before their flight left. Awesome.
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"Seth, no way. Anyone could walk in!" Mandi Smith said to her boyfriend, Scott Testaburger. He was currently working his hand under her shirt, hoping to round second and possibly third base. It was a problem because they were on Seth's couch and his mom and sister were both upstairs. She didn't think they cared too much if she and Seth were sexually active, but she didn't think that they wanted to witness it firsthand.
"Oh come on, Mandi. Wendy is packing and my mom is asleep." Seth said, sighing.
"No! Besides, do you really want our first time to be on your couch when I have to leave for the airport right after?" Mandi asked, poking him.
"I guess not." Seth replied, sighing.
"Don't get mad, Seth. I'm not saying that it won't ever happen. I'm just saying not right now, okay?" Mandi replied, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Do you…do you not want to, Mandi?" Seth asked, looking down at her. Her eyes widened.
"What do you mean?" she asked, frowning.
"Well, you know…I mean…you and Kyren…and…" Seth replied, trailing off. Mandi rolled her eyes. She and Kyren had broken up in December. They had been together since sixth grade, but that didn't mean that she hadn't moved on. Kyren had been her first love, sure, but she hadn't had sex with him or anything. It wasn't like she had THAT strong emotional attachment to him…that made it better, right?
"We've been through this. I've dated other people since Kyren!" Mandi replied, rolling her eyes.
"Yeah, but…you're not a virgin, Mandi. You told me that. And I know how it is when you have sex with someone. There's some kind of weird emotional attachment that goes along with it. The girl I lost my virginity to wouldn't get off of my nuts for like a year afterwards." Seth replied.
"I didn't lose my virginity to Kyren." Mandi replied, looking down. Why did everyone assume that?
"What? Who the hell did you lose it to, then?" Seth replied, confused.
"I don't want to say. It's really embarrassing." Mandi said, not making eye contact with him.
"Oh come on. It can't be THAT bad." Seth said, poking her.
"Oh, but it is." she replied.
"Come on, Mandi. Tell me!" Seth replied, grinning.
"No!" she replied again.
"It can't be THAT bad. Who is it, your cousin?" he said, laughing.
"Dude, fuck you. I know I'm from Indiana, but come on." she replied, rolling her eyes.
"Your brother?" he asked, flinching as she smacked him.
"I'm not from Kentucky!" she said, smacking him again.
"If you don't tell me, I'm going to be forced to assume it was your cousin." he said, smirking.
"You probably assumed that one anyway." she replied, rolling her eyes.
"Which one is it? Is it the older one with the German girlfriend?" he asked, laughing.
"I'm not even dignifying that with a response." Mandi replied, shaking her head at him.
"Maybe it's that one who has the grill and is in and out of jail all the time. With the alien baby." he said, grinning again. He knew he would force it out of her eventually.
"Fuck you." she replied, standing up.
"I haven't yet, thanks. I'm trying to figure out who has, though." he replied, grinning.
"Okay, fine. You really want to know?" she replied, rolling her eyes.
"Duh I want to know!" he replied, smirking. He knew it would come out.
"Fine. It was Scott Tenorman. We dated for like two months and he wouldn't leave me alone, so we finally did it. Like, twice. That's it. Happy?" she replied, blushing.
"The dude who ate his parents?!" Seth replied, incredulous.
"Yes, the dude who ate his parents." Mandi replied, rolling her eyes.
"Isn't he way older than us, though? He was what, in ninth grade when that happened? How did you even meet him?" Seth replied, frowning. That was just fucked up.
"He's twenty-three. He got held back. Way back. We talked in high school. He was a senior when I was a freshman, and he found me on Myspace after Kyren and I broke up. It's the past. It was a mistake." Mandi replied.
"Sick." Seth replied, shaking his head.
"What?" Mandi replied, raising an eyebrow.
"What the hell kind of twenty-three year old guy scams on a teenage girl?" Seth replied.
"He did. We're dropping this." Mandi replied.
"Isn't it illegal, though?" he asked.
"Dropping it." Mandi replied, picking up her purse and starting towards the door.
"Hey, are you guys ready? And, uh, dressed?" Wendy's voice called from the top of the stairs.
"Oh sweet Jesus, Mandi! Put your bra back on before my sister gets down here!" Seth shouted, grinning.
"GROSS!" Wendy said, making a gagging noise.
"Goddammit, Seth. Yes, Wendy, it's safe. And I'm ready." Mandi replied, rolling her eyes and smacking Seth in the arm. Loser.
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Wendy once again found herself on a plane. This time, however, she was seated next to Mandi, someone who would not pop Valium and pass out on her.
"Your brother is sick." Mandi said, interrupting her thoughts. She tried to show Wendy a text that he had sent her, but Wendy pushed her hand away.
"No, really, I'm good. You need to turn that off soon anyway." Wendy replied. Mandi just laughed.
"Ready for DC?" Mandi asked, switching her phone off.
"DC, yes. Four days of Cartman's crap? Not so much." Wendy replied, grinning.
"Same here." Mandi said, laughing.
They sat back and fastened their seatbelts as they watched the stewardess head up to the front of the plane. Four hours until they were in DC. Six if you counted the time change. Wonderful. Wendy slipped on her headphones and turned on her iPod. This would be a long flight.
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Author's Notes: Yay, I finished it! This is dedicated to BrownSugar1, my good friend who doesn't let me slack off and leave stories unfinished. XD Also, the next chapter SHOULD be up soon…really…