Ta da! Im bac! K, a few pointers about this story. Ther wont b a helluvalot of Kyle, and ther will b mor of Stan. Also, this story will focus mainly on KennyxMary, but tht doesnt mean tht Christy and Kyle arent 2gethr :D

Now, 4 som random shit:

If u watch glee (wich u all SHULD cuz its uber awesome) did u ever notice tht Puck is alot lik Kenny? And Rachel is alot lik Wendy? And Finn is alot lik Stan? And i guess Quinn is somewat lik Bebe... so super weird, huh?

And, if u watch total drama island/ action/ world tour, did u ever notice tht Puck is kinda lik Duncan? And Rachels alot lik Courtney? Also pretty weird (cuz i am a die hard Puckelberry fan ^ ^.

Well, enough of the shit and mor of the story :).

The whole damn world is just as obsessed,

With who's the best dressed,

And who's havin' sex.

Who's got the money, who gets the honeys,

Who's kinda cute,

And who's just a mess...

Kenny walked around the party, chatting easily with the guys and flirting with the girls. He was at Token's Freshman Year Party. It was the second -to -last day of summer, and Kenny would be starting his first year of high school soon. Kenny was thrilled, as high school meant football, parties, beer, and (especially for Kenny) sex.

"Kenny! I've been looking for you everywhere!" Kenny turned around to see a drunken Mary stumbling towards him.

He sighed. How many beers had she had? Probably only one. He could tell she was the kind who couldn't hold her beer well.

She tripped on the carpet, landing in Kenny's arms.

She giggled, hiccuping. "Kenny," she started, her lips awfully close to his ear. "Let's go to bed." She whispered, sticking her tongue in his earlobe.

Kenny gulped nervously. He had been in love with Mary for two years now, but he was pretty sure that the feeling wasn't mutual and that Mary only thought of him as a friend. So, even though he wanted to have sex with her really badly (really, really, really badly) he was pretty sure she would hate him for it the next morning when she sobered up.

So, those were his choices. One night of incredible sex with the girl he was in love with in turn for a lifetime of hatred from her for taking her virginity when she was only fourteen, or a few years of waiting and hopefully, she would develop feelings for him.

"Kenny?" Mary asked, slightly impatiently, fluttering her eyelashes.

Damnitt, why did she have to be so sexy? Kenny ran a hand through his hair.

"Okay." He said, causing Mary to smile. "Let's go." He took her hand, leading her away from the rest of the crowd.

One

Mary's P.O.V.

My head pounded, and I barely made it down the hall. I ran into my dorm room, shutting the door behind me quickly. Then I sprinted over to the bathroom and promptly threw up into the toilet.

"Want me to hold your hair?" I turned around to see Christy standing in the doorway.

I nodded, and she rolled her eyes, walking over to me and pulling my hair back.

"You really cannot hold your beer can you? You only had like, two." Christy said.

I finished my barfing, and took a towel, wiping my mouth with it. I was walking back into my room, with Christy, when a weird feeling came over me.

"Dude. Deja vu." I said, smiling at the present memory.

"How?" Christy asked me.

"Like, me throwing up and then Kenny holding my hair. Back in freshman year."

"Oh, how romantic." Christy said sarcastically, before we both laughed. "And if it actually happened, then it's not deja vu. It's a memory, dumbass."

"Well, I don't really remember it that well. It was so long ago." I said.

She raised an eyebrow. "Um, since when is last year 'so long ago'?"

I rolled my eyes. "No, freshman year of high school."

"You got drunk your freshman year of high school? That's not the Mary I know!" She exclaimed.

"Shut up. It was my first party with beer. Do you remember Token Black's start -of -the -year party for freshmen year? Yeah, I only had one beer, but I got totally wasted. And then the next morning, I woke up, and Kenny was there, and he held back my hair when I threw up. It was really sweet of him." I gushed.

"Woah, woah, woah. Hold up, sister." Christy said, holding up her hand.

I sighed. "Christy, for the last time, you're white. And straight. It's practically illegal and almost racist and homophobic for you to do that." I said, cracking up.

"Whatever. You know I'm not racist. Or homophobic. I have-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. You have a gay uncle. Christy, almost everyone has a gay uncle!" I exclaim.

She looked at me, obviously aggravated. "Whatever. Anyway, you woke up the morning after getting hammered and Kenny was there? Are you sure you guys didn't have sex?"

I sat there quietly. The thought had never crossed my mind, actually. "Um, I don't think so." I said quietly.

She gasped. "You're not sure? Oh my god, what if you guys did? That would, like-"

"Christy, please stop. Seriously. Subject for another day. A day when I don't have a hangover." I said irritably.

"Okay, okay, chill. So, what about the sex last night between you and Kenny?" She started.

"What?"

"The sex. With Kenny. C'mon, I saw him bring you upstairs to his and Stan's dorm room! Didn't you see me waggle my eyebrows at you?" She asked.

I smiled, trying to think. Oh, now I remember Christy waggling her eyebrows at me. Then Kenny leading me upstairs to his and Stan's dorm room, and shutting the door. And then... Nothing. I couldn't remember. Damn hangover. I was pretty positive that we had had sex, but I couldn't remember any of it.

"Um, it was great." I said, fake sighing, because if I had said that I didn't remember, Christy would have assumed that I was lying and spent the next three hours interrogating me.

"Cool. I gotta get ready for class." She said, getting up and leaving the room.

I sighed with relief.

Mary's P.O.V. (still)

"Hey baby." Kenny said as he kissed me. Christy and I were having dinner with the guys tonight at the dorm's restaurant, and as usual Kenny had practically swooped me up in his arms like everytime he saw me.

"Hi hon." I said when the kiss ended.

I turned to Stan and gave hima friendly hug. Stan was probably my closest guy friend, he had always been like a brother to me.

"Hi, Stan." I said, pulling away.

"Hey, Mary." He stated back, smiling. But, weirdly, the smile didn't reach his eyes. He looked a bit troubled. I frowned, and made a mental note to ask him about it later.

We all sat down in a booth. "So, how bad was your hangover?" Kenny asked me, smiling a little bit.

"Oh my god, it was terrible. I think it was the worst one I've ever had besides the one after Token's Freshman Year Party." I said, opening my mouth to say something else before Kenny interrupted me.

"Yeah, mine was pretty bad, too. Probably had something to do with somebody pacing all morning." He said, looking very pointedly at Stan.

Stan just shrugged and smiled meekly. I furrowed my brow.

"Stan, what's up with you? Something's definitely been off with you today." I asked, concerned.

"Oh, ya' know... Just worried about final exams." He said. My frown only deepened. Okay, that was so not the truth. I've known Stan for- freaking -ever and he didn't really worry about his grades. At least, he doesn't worry about them enough to pace over them.

But that was a consversation for another time. Right now, I need to talk to Kenny.

"Kenny, can I talk to you for a second? In private?" I asked Kenny seriously. He nodded, and we got up from the booth, walking near the entrance of the restaurant.

"What is it, babe?" He asked worriedly. "Oh god. You're not pregnant, are you?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm not. And, um, do you remember Token Black's Freshman Year Party? Back in high school?"

"You mean the one where you got totally smashed? Yeah, I remember." He said, laughing.

I bit my lip. "Well, and then I woke up and you were there? I was just wondering, um, we didn't have sex, did we?"

This seemed to take him by surprise. "No, we didn't." He said, pausing. "It was hard for me to say no, though, especially because you kept practically throwing yourself at me." He added, smirking.

This was news to me. "What? I did? How come you never told me?" I exclaimed.

He rolled his eyes. "Sorry, it didn't exactly come up in everyday consversation."

I laughed. "Okay, okay, I get it. Come on, let's go back to the table now."

He nodded, and we turned around and walked back. As we did, I took his hand in mine. I smiled at him, and he returned the favor.

"Kenny, where are we going? I'm pretty sure the bedrooms are upstairs." Mary asked Kenny as he led her out the front door.

"I'm just taking you somewhere nicer that isn't some kid we go to school with's bedroom." Kenny replied simply as he gently sat Mary down in the passenger seat of his brother's car (which he had driven to the party, even though he didn't have a license. Because people do that sort of thing in South Park) and buckled in her seat belt.

Kenny sat down in the front seat, and started to drive the car down the road. Mary kept trying to put her hand on his thigh, but he kept pushing her hand away.

Eventually, they reached their destination. Kenny helped Mary out of the car and up to the front door. He tried the doorknob. Unlocked. Kenny opened the door, and helped Mary up the stairs and through the dark hallway. He then opened a door, which led into a bedroom.

Kenny laid Mary down on the bed, and then...

...Pulled the blanket over her. Kenny then grabbed a chair from a desk and put it down next to the bed, and watched Mary. He heard her soft snoring, and smiled, congratualating himself. He had been resistent, and hadn't cracked under pressure. He was strong.

Kenny watched Mary sleep. He watched the way the moonlight played off her features, until he felt his eyelids start to droop.

High school never ends!

Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh,

Oh, oh, oh-oh.

oh, oh, oh-oh (hey)!...

Blah, wat a sucky chappie. It feels lik it was realy rushed, ya know? :(

-CC