Stan
I was happy with Wendy, she is my one and only and I hope it sticks that way. Now I am 16, nearing 17 and slowly progressing into adulthood. I always wonder if the mark of ignorance would plague me when I ascend into maturity as it has too many of the adults in this town, if not all. However that was far from the truth, I wasn't going allow myself to fade into the stereotypical I.Q level of a south park adult, I hope I don't sound too smug.
"Hey dude, what you doing?" Kyle asked with a smile.
"I dunno, just thinking I suppose." I reply as Kenny, Cartman and Kyle all take a seat on the icy cold pond that we have come to admire greatly in the past few years.
"Thinking about what pussy?" Cartman asks with a dirty smirk.
"Shut up fat ass," Kyle said jumping in my defence before I had the chance. Kyle was a great friend to have; he was so compassionate, loving and caring. He always wanted what was best for his friends except for Cartman of cause. Cartman was a dick; there was no point in trying to hide that.
"You guys finish your history assignment?" Kenny suddenly asked.
"Yeah," I and Kyle say in unison. It's weird for me to notice this but Kyle's voice is occasionally sweet and it's so graceful I could listen to it all day.
"I didn't," Cartman said.
"Neither did I want to do it together?" Kenny asks.
"Nah dude, how about we just steal Stan and Kyle's?" Cartman suggests. Suddenly Wendy and Bebe appear out of no where.
"Hey Wend," I say as she walks near us.
"Hey," She said with a smile. I get up off of the snow, wiping the snow on my ass off. I think that we should stop sitting in cold snow, I mean it's a stupid thing to do but it's so relaxing. I hold her tightly as she rests her beautiful face on my shoulders.
"Hey Kenny, want to grab a coffee or something?" Bebe asked.
"Why?" Kenny replied idiotically.
"It could be fun…" She responds a little down and Kenny got up off the ground too.
"Well okay," Kenny says with a smile. They walk off towards Tweak's father's coffee shop. After they are gone from sight Cartman and Kyle both get off of the ground, obviously they didn't want to freeze their asses off.
"Wendy, leaves us alone you stupid bitch." Cartman randomly says, he is like that at times, extremely random and sexist or racist.
"Shut up fat ass," Wendy and Kyle say in unison. Kyle is such a good friend he even beats me to defending my girlfriend.
"Screw you guys, I'm going home." Cartman said as he started walking home.
"Never mind him," Kyle says with a smile.
"Yeah, you guys want to go see a movie or something?" Wendy asked.
"I'll be a third wheel, so I might as well go home or something." Kyle said rather dully.
"Don't be silly," Wendy said with a cute grin. Her lips curve the most faultless way ever.
"I have to finish my history project anyways." I give him a frown, I know he just wants to give me and Wendy some alone time but he shouldn't have to lie about it.
"Ok, well see you later then." Wendy said as Kyle started to walk. We all had a car except for Kenny but their something about walking that beats driving. I know that doesn't sound very… manly or whatever but it's true.
"Well you still want to see a movie?" Wendy asks, I never wanted to see a movie, she did.
"If you want too," I weakly say, I wasn't in the mood for a movie too be quiet honest.
"Stan, what's wrong honey?" It wasn't the movie that was on my mind, it was something else. Something so strange and bizarre that I didn't want to mention it to Wendy or anyone else for that matter. It was wrong, I was in love with Wendy and it should stay like that.
"Nothing, I just feel a little tired." That was the oldest and weakest argument available but it was the one I stuck with. I didn't want Wendy knowing how I felt about someone other than her, she was my life and my stick fantasies can stay in my head.