Light and Dark

Chapter One

Bebe Stevens unfolded the piece of paper that Heidi Turner had just passed to her. Carefully looking around the classroom she shifted her eyes from the blackboard to the piece of paper in her lap.

Little Miss. Perfect's boyfriend is totally checking you out.

Bebe looked up at Heidi and rolled her eyes. It was obvious that the note really wasn't meant for her but for her best friend sitting right beside her who had thankfully remained oblivious to it all. Over the years Heidi's dislike for Wendy had grown and amplified every year as she continued to go out with Stan Marsh. Bebe, in fact the whole school, knew that Heidi had been trying to shamelessly break them up for almost as long as they had been going out. Bebe snorted as if that was going to happen soon.

Bebe decided not to even acknowledge the Heidi or the note and instead crumpled it up into her hand. Wendy was too busy paying attention to the white board, furiously scribbling down notes to notice Heidi's bitchiness. The poor girl was so consumed for the upcoming exams that she barely had time for anything else anymore. And they weren't even in final year yet. Bebe hated to think what her best friend would be like next year.

"Ms. Stevens?" Bebe and half the class looked up at her name. "Are you paying attention?"

"Ah yes sir" Bebe said twirling her hair absent-mindedly. "This subject is thoroughly fascinating".

There were giggles and murmurs throughout the class.

"I see" their teacher Mr. Betterfield folded his arms looking down at her. "And what subject would that be?"

"Ummm," Bebe paused trying to think of something to say when the door swung open and Evan Stewart the tall, thin Goth kid slunk in. His eyes dark from a combination of a lack of sleep or too much eyeliner. He had grown even taller and thinner as years went on and with long dark hair and heavy makeup he had a tendency to appear quite androgynous at times. He didn't look too fussed about getting to class half an hour late.

Mr. Betterfield's examination of Bebe was immediately interrupted. "Ah and what time of day to you call this?"

Evan slunk into his chair, up the back of the class room of course, and sighed. "Why do you conformists insist on dividing time to reflect your meaningless struggles for corporate gains?" he drawled nonchantly.

The class turned around to watch the upcoming battle between the two of them. Evan was pretty much a burnout. He hardly ever turned up at school anymore and if he did it wasn't to participate in class. This was his third time in the eleventh grade. He was the only Goth left from the original gang. Henrietta had graduated on schedule and was now in college studying English Literature. Dylan had dropped out years ago in effort to start a band; and the kindergarden dude had simply grown out of the trend and could now be seen in the hipster crew wearing t- shirts ironically and only listening to non mainstream music.

"Very funny eyeliner boy" Mr. Betterfield snapped. "But one day you too will have to join the real world, which by the way does not revolve around you and your ridiculous sense of fashion!"

"Conformist" Evan drawled. It was hard to tell whether he was bothered or not. He slunk back in his chair not bothering to open a notebook.

"Well for those of you actually interested in passing this class I want you to pick a partner and a topic listed on a handout and prepare a five minute presentation" Mr. Betterfield said and the class groaned Bebe along with them.

Wendy shot her a disapproving look and Bebe rolled her eyes. She couldn't wait til this class was over and she could go over her clothing plans with Wendy for the weekend. English was just too boring.

Then she came back to reality and realized that everyone had already picked a partner. Stan and Wendy were making those revolting goo goo eyes at each other. Bebe turned to her left side to see Heidi smirking at her. The bitch was pleased to see that she didn't have a partner. Turning around madly she saw that everyone was already going over their dot points picking out their topics. This was so weird! Bebe was never without a partner. The boys lined up at her locker to help her carry her stuff to class for god's sake. She was never on her own.

"All right then," Mr. Betterfield said looking around. "Everyone got a partner?"

"No" Bebe blurted feeling embarrassed. Everyone stared and several of the boys looked severely disappointed with their chosen partners. "I don't".

"Well there's an even number of you" Mr. Betterfield said. "Who else hasn't got a partner?"

Everyone scanned the room all eyes falling collectively on the Goth kid who was busy scratching the black nail polish from his nails. "Huh?"

"Evan you'll be working with Bebe on this project" Mr. Betterfield announced and Bebe couldn't help but groan. She didn't like hanging around people who had an aversion to sunlight, hanging out with them threatened her complexion.

Evan looked up and glared at her. He was clearly not thrilled about it either. "I'd really rather work alone" he said.

Mr. Betterfield sighed. "Evan, this a group project, it's designed to test your team work and communication skills".

"Why? We all die alone, why set up false illusions of camaraderie and friendship in this already phoney world?"

"Dude, how can you talk like that all the time?" Kyle Brofloveski said clearly unimpressed.

Before Evan could answer Mr. Betterfield cut him off. "Damn it, Bebe go sit with Evan and pick a topic together".

"But Mr. Bettter-" Bebe protested.

"Now Bebe!" Mr. Betterfield said. "I've had enough! Go sit with him now or I'll send you both to detention".

Sulking Bebe gathered up her stuff and went to sit by Evan's desk. He had not moved an inch. She plonked herself down and stretched out her long legs whilst the class around her began chattering away. Seriously why her? What had she done to deserve this?

A/N- Thank you for reading! This is kind of like a companion piece to my other multi chapter South Park romance fic A Bad Romance. It takes place the year before and the characters and parings will be pretty consistent. Please let me know what you thought :)