STAN
"No fucking way dude," said Cartman as we walked down the street. "The 3D headgear is totally awesome."
"We can't even pause the game if we need to take a piss," I said laughing at him.
"Well you should go before you get started," said Cartman. "At least you didn't get motion sickness like this jew."
"Fuck you," said Kyle. We tried the latest 3D headgear and Kyle spilled chunks everywhere. Thank god we were in Cartman's basement where there is no carpet on the floor. Cartman went from cursing him to laughing in his face. Kenny thought it was funny too and joined Cartman on the laughter. I was the only one trying to make sure Kyle was okay.
"Don't be mad now jew boy," laughed Cartman. "I'm not the one who was spewing chunks." I push Cartman. "Hey!" He almost falls and Kyle and I begin to laugh.
"We are still on to see Batman versus Superman?" asked Kenny.
"Totally," I replied excitedly to go see a movie with my friends. It's better when we go when it's not a lot of people because if the movie sucks we start to rip on it.
"The reviews on it are so-so," explained Kyle. "I think it is worth checking out."
"Only you would do research before watching a movie," scoffs Cartman.
"I want to know if this movie is going to be worth my money," replied Kyle. "Not all of us can rely on our fucking mom to give us money whenever ask."
"Jealous?" smirked Cartman. Kyle just glares at him.
"It's Friday, so did we want to see the movie tonight or tomorrow?" I asked.
"Tomorrow," said Kenny. "My parents will be passed out and I can lift 20 bucks from them."
"Cool," said Kyle. "We can go tomorrow then, early show or late?"
"Why do you guys always make this so compilated," droned Cartman. "We are going to the late show."
"It's too much for Kenny," defends Kyle. "We should go to an early show."
"I refuse to get up before noon on a Saturday," said Cartman rolling his eyes.
"Fine!" I exclaimed. "We can go to the 1:00 show. Everyone's happy."
"I'm happy," smiled Kenny. We clown a bit more before Kyle and I start down our street.
"Did you want to get something to eat before the movie?" asked Kyle. I think for a minute.
"Sure," I replied. "Denny's or Sizzlers?"
"Tough call," said Kyle gripping the straps of his backpack. "I'm going to say Denny's. Heard they got a new menu out."
"About fucking time," I laughed.
"You want to come in and go over the menu really quick?" asked Kyle as we get close to the house.
"Mid as well," I said. Kyle walks into the house taking off his hat. He hates taking his hat off in public but he will at home since it is just me and his family. He would take it off around the guys but everyone knows how Cartman is. "Hey Ike," Ike is sitting in front of the TV and has an IPad in his hand. Busy, busy. I follow Kyle to his room. Kyle sits his backpack on the top of his desk before grabbing his IPad. We both go and sit on his bed.
"Let's see what they have," said Kyle as he begins to pull up the menu. I notice how green his eyes look today. He must be really happy right now. When he is happy his eyes light up super bright. When he is sad they are muddy green and when he is mad they have a hint of orange and brown in them. "What?"
"Huh?" I asked.
"You're staring at me dude," stated Kyle not taking his eye off the screen.
"Nothing man," I shrugged. "I was just spacing out." I lean over looking at the medium size screen seeing what the menu had to offer.
"Dude, they have a deluxe chicken sandwich," said Kyle. "That actually looks good."
"I'm totally eyeing the loaded fries!" I exclaimed. "I must say this menu does look much better."
"Yeah," laughed Kyle before his hand free hands lands on my thigh. I shift slightly because it feels weird but in a good way. Kyle removes his hand as quickly as it landed there. "Sorry about that."
"Sorry about what?" I asked. He sits his iPad down shifting towards me.
"Invading your personal space," he says almost smirking. "I know I just freaked you out and I didn't mean to."
"You're my best friend," I smiled at him hoping to make him feel better. "It's cool." It takes a minute but he slowly starts to smile. I stare at Kyle and I start to feel butterflies in my stomach. I hear my phone start to ring with mom's ringtone. I groan pulling out my phone.
"Hey mom," I drone.
"Stanley, where are you honey?" she asked. "I know you are out of school now."
"I am," I replied. "I stopped in Kyle's for a minute."
"Ah, of course, I need you to come home. Your father has news for us." Oh god now what.
"Alright, I am on my way,"
"Love you,"
"Love you too mom," I said before ending the call. I sigh standing up.
"That bad?" asked Kyle.
"Dad has something to tell us," I sighed. "You know how my dad is who knows what it will be."
"I'm sure everything will be fine," said Kyle. We stare at each other before we start laughing knowing damn well that is a lie. "Let me walk to you out." We head downstairs and Ike is the same spot we left him. "Did you want to ride together to Denny's tomorrow or walk?" I look at him and he says "Ride together we shall," I say goodbye and head back outside into the heat. I get home and dad is in the middle of talking. Shelly's pissed off face does not go unnoticed.
"Hey, dad what's going on?" I asked. Dad turns towards me and started smiling.
"Okay Stan listen to me carefully," grinned dad. "Lord has been offered a 33 million to relocate to LA. I accepted the offer and we are moving this weekend."
"N-no," I choke out.
"No?" questioned dad. "This is 33 million dollars we are talking about. They are wanting a new album from Lord, new shows, and interviews…."
"No!" I cried running to the front door and opening it.
"Stanley!" cried, Mom.
"No!" I screamed running out the door. I don't think I have ever run so fast in my life. I can barely feel my feet hit the pavement. I run until I'm at Stark Pond. I don't know what I am going to do. This can't be happening, this can't be real. I start crying when I realize I'm going to have to leave all my friends and Kyle, oh god. My heart starts to hurt and I feel like I can't breathe. I hear my phone ring and I see it is Shelly, it's the only reason I answered. "What?"
"Mom said to come home," said Shelly.
"No," I snap. "How can dad just accept a deal like that."
"Stan you can buy new friends," droned Shelly. "Like you'll get over it. Mom wants to know where you are?"
"I'm at Stark Pond does it even matter?" I question.
"He's at the park," yelled Shelly. "Well, I suggest you get your ass back here because I am not helping you pack."
"Didn't ask," I snap before ending the call. I look at the sky and it is starting to get dark. I take off running, I stop when I'm in front of Kyle's house. I knock on the door and it takes a while for someone to answer. I look at Kyle standing there in his shorts and tee shirt he was wearing earlier today at school.
"Dude, what are you doing here?" he asked. "You know my mom doesn't like me being out after the street lights come on." I'm still trying to catch my breath as I am leaned over. I finally stand upright making eye contact with Kyle. "All shit, what's wrong?"
"I'm moving," I choked out. I could see Kyle face immediately look broken.
"What do you mean?" he questioned slowly and sadly.
"Kyle, close the door," said his father. "We have the air on…..oh hey there Stan."
"Hi," I say weakly waving.
"Dad I know it's past curfew but can I talk to Stan for a moment?" asked Kyle.
"It's fine with me," said his father. "You are in the house safe and sound. I'm sure your mother wouldn't have a problem with it." I follow Kyle to his room. On the way up the stairs, I quickly wipe away my tears so he doesn't see them. I get to his room and I feel like crying all over again. He sits on his bed looking down before looking up at me.
"What do you mean you are moving?" asked Kyle. "This must be a mistake?"
"It's not," I replied folding my arms. "Mom and dad dropped the bomb on me just a little while ago. I kind of ran away from them." I finally sit on the bed next to Kyle. I can't tell him we are moving because dad got tired of paying a lot of money to fly to LA to be Lord. He decided it would be best if we just moved there so he takes advantage of doing more shows and interviews there. Kyle shifts on the bed folding his legs under himself.
"We at least have this summer right?" he asked trying to smile. I shake my head no. "School hasn't ended yet so we got two weeks." I shake my head no again. "What? When are you leaving?"
"I'm moving this weekend," I said sadly. I couldn't even look at him as I gave him this devastating news, I'm looking down at my lap. Kyle gets up off his bed and paces for a little bit. He finally snaps and knocks everything off his desk except his computer. "Dude!" I didn't expect him to take this worse than me. I need him to be strong for me, for us.
"No!" he screams. "This isn't fair! They can't take my super best friend away from me, I need you." I'm surprised when I see Kyle start to cry. He has never cried in front of me. I rush over hugging him letting my tears quietly run down my face. We are only twelve but when you have known someone since you were 3 years old….this is a huge pill for us to swallow. We both just stand there crying for a while before Kyle pulls away wiping his eyes. He looks at the mess he created. "Damn I think I messed up some of the pages for my books." Kyle keeps his favorite books on his desk. He squats down and starts to pick them up and I help him. "Will you be able to hang out tomorrow?"
I sigh, "I can't. I have to pack up my stuff and help my parents." Kyle looks even more upset. He stands up sitting the books on his desk making everything look clean and neat again. He runs his hands over his face walking back to his bed.
"We need to tell Kenny and Cartman," he says.
"Yeah," I say sitting back on the bed.
"Think your parents will let you stay the night?" asked Kyle hopefully.
"I don't know," I say shrugging. "I mean I kind of ran off on them. Can't ask them for favors." Kyle frowns before smirking. "Dude whatever you are thinking don't do it."
"I'm doing this, not you," explained Kyle. He walks over to the full-length mirror on the back of his door. "Stay right here." He leaves his room and all I can do is look around at it. This is going to most likely be my last time in here. So many good memories. Over there is where Kyle kicked Cartman in the nuts, over there is where we first all watched a porn flick together, over there we all played on the new PlayStation together. I sigh looking back at the door in time to see Kyle walking back into the room. "Dad said you can stay the night. Mom isn't home yet but I'm sure he will tell her later."
"What?" I questioned. "Dude I don't know….I can get in trouble."
"I can't allow my last time with you being me crying," he says turning a little pink. He shakes his head. "Does it even really matter? What is the worst your parents can do to you?"
"True," I replied. I start to think of the huge amount of trouble I could be in but then I remember they decided to move without asking my opinion as if this shit doesn't affect my life too. "Let's do it." Kyle smiles.