Chapter 1

Kyle's POV

"Hey Kyle.." Stan said on the other line, "Can I come over? I have something important to tell you." Of course I said yes, I mean it's the beginning of summer. We are going to college soon and have to spend as much time together as possible. Except I wasn't dressed yet. It's 3 in the afternoon and I'm 17 years old and I'm not even dressed yet.

I heard the doorbell ring 10 minutes later and by that time I was dressed. I hear my mom rushing to the door saying, "Coming! Coming" in her Jewish voice. The door opens and I walk down stairs to see Stan in the doorway in his normal, everyday clothes. He was so cool looking just hanging there, casually of course. He got a good haircut earlier that day, I could tell. He had these cute black strands in his face. He flashed a winning smile at my mom and nodded up at me, "Hey dude," he said still smiling, pushing his hair back with the hand that wasn't in his back, jean pocket.

I said hey back and we bothed walked up to my room. On the way to my room, he put his arm around my waist and when we got to my room, he closed the door. He kissed me gently on the lips like he normally does and then sat on my bed. I was immediately warmed by his gesture and blushed slightly, hoping it didn't show. "So you said you had something important to tell me...honeeey?" I layed on the bed as he gave a slight smile and then rubbed his neck.

"You know I hate it when you call me that, it's retarded. It sounds like something Cartman would say to bother Craig." He laughed with me and ubbed his neck again. He then sighed and looked down. His mood did a complete 360 degree spin from happiness to something I haven't seen in a long time. "I...I'm going a-away for the summer...Kyle" He sunk his head into his knees, rubbing his freshly cut hair. What he said next was muffled with saddness. "To Spain and umm...I won't be able to see you during the summer like we planned. I'm so sorry Kyle, I..."

My heart dropped with those few words. "Stan...Stan...WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT STAN?" I wanted to curl up into a ball and cry. I was broken by just the idea of Stan being away.

Stan's POV

His reaction just made me sadder about it. I scooted towards him on the bed motioning with my fingers for him to come closer. He did and I could just feel his saddness in the air with his every movent and facial expression. I held him close and rubbed his back, resting his head on my shoulder. "T-take off this stupid hat." I said stuttering a bit. I heard him sniffle when I gently took it off and placed it on the bed. "Shhh, Kyle...shhh" I kissed the top of his head and started to rub his hair. It was soft, I could feel every strand in my fingers. "Kyle it's gonna be alright. My parents are making me go, for some studies before I start college. I had no idea before today. You're the first person...I told; and Kyle, it breaks my heart to tell you." He didn't say a word. I just heard more sniffles and tears on my shoulder. I lifted his head up to wipe his tears with my right, index finger and my thumb. He looked heart broken. It's not normal for him to react this strongly to me going away. He planned our summer out completely. With swimming, smoking, partying, and probably sex. I smiled slightly at him, I rubbed his hair over and over. Stroking back and forth until he calmed down. "It's only 2 months Kyle. Kyle please stop...it's making everything worse. Wanna go out for a bit, have a smoke?" He nodded slightly. I helped him get up off the bed. I hugged him lightly, but he didn't hug back which is odd for him. I sighed again, kissed him lightly on the neck, lean down to pick up his hat off his small twin bed, put it on his soft hair. "C'mon." He sniffled, nodded, grabbed his cell, and we left.