"What the hell do you think you're doing, Cartman?", yelled Kyle
violently as the rather tubby Eric Cartman tried to lean over and kiss
Kamala.
"Oh, Kyle. I forgot you were here. I am sorry. Haha, not!" replied Cartman.
"Dude what the fuck do you think will happen between you and my gir- ", Kyle tried to squeeze in, but was interrupted but his girlfriend, Kamala.
"Kyle, don't worry, I love you too much to do anything to ever hurt you." Kamala shoved into the middle of Kyle's sentence.
Kamala was rather tall for her age, perhaps a few inches taller than her boyfriend. She had pink hair, obviously unusual, mixed in her with her natural dark, cherry colored hair. Her deep blue eyes gleamed in the bright sunshine of the summer day. Kyle just loved how she always smelled of fresh flowers; maybe daffodils or water lilies.
Kyle had been going out with his beloved girlfriend for at least three months by now and they had certainly grown attached. There was not a single time either of them could ever remember that they had fought or had a cheating problem. From the looks of it, everything was perfect. Or not.
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Jodie quickly got together her stuff to visit her friend, Kelsi's, house.
"Oh my gosh, where did I put it?", referring to her new New Found Glory CD, entitled Catalyst. "Ugh!", Jodie sighed as she gave up on the CD and decided that Kelsi would probably have her own copy anyway.
Jodie rushed out the door to find Cartman, Kyle, and Kelsi standing outside of her door.
"Hey guys, what's up? Why are you out here anyways, you stalkers?" Jodie asked jokingly.
"Oh, hey Jodie, do you know where your mom is 'cause I had umm, a 'personal meeting' set up with her today." replied Cartman in his usual rude idea of humor.
"Gosh, Cartman, why are you always such an asshole?" Jodie responded in angry to the slowly growing lamer each time it was said which was about a total of 92 times a day.
"Uh, screw you guys, I'm going home!" Cartman said as he just stood in the same spot he was before.
"Um, Cartman, what are you still doing here?" asked Jodie.
"I'm waiting for you assholes to leave. Look, you can go over nyah but I'm staying over hyah."
"Uh, no. You said you were going home; this is not your home."
"Nononono, you nyah, me hyah. Screw you guys I am really going home, this time." Cartman replied as he rushed off (or waddled) in the direction of Spanky's Restaurant.
"How am I not surprised that Cartman qualifies a resturaunt?" Kamala said in disgust with her usual sarcastic tone. Everyone rolls over on the floor laughing. "So where do you guys wanna go now?"
Everyone responded with the usual, "Anywhere but where that fat-ass, Cartman is." Everyone chuckles at how overweight—I mean big-boned Eric was.
"Who says we go to Alanna's house?" Kamala suggested. Alanna shrugged and said, "Oh sure, why not? My house is better than any of yours anyways." It was true. Everyone's house sucked; over-compulsive parents everywhere. At Alanna's they could just chill and not worry about anything.
"Oh, Kyle. I forgot you were here. I am sorry. Haha, not!" replied Cartman.
"Dude what the fuck do you think will happen between you and my gir- ", Kyle tried to squeeze in, but was interrupted but his girlfriend, Kamala.
"Kyle, don't worry, I love you too much to do anything to ever hurt you." Kamala shoved into the middle of Kyle's sentence.
Kamala was rather tall for her age, perhaps a few inches taller than her boyfriend. She had pink hair, obviously unusual, mixed in her with her natural dark, cherry colored hair. Her deep blue eyes gleamed in the bright sunshine of the summer day. Kyle just loved how she always smelled of fresh flowers; maybe daffodils or water lilies.
Kyle had been going out with his beloved girlfriend for at least three months by now and they had certainly grown attached. There was not a single time either of them could ever remember that they had fought or had a cheating problem. From the looks of it, everything was perfect. Or not.
............................................................................................................
Jodie quickly got together her stuff to visit her friend, Kelsi's, house.
"Oh my gosh, where did I put it?", referring to her new New Found Glory CD, entitled Catalyst. "Ugh!", Jodie sighed as she gave up on the CD and decided that Kelsi would probably have her own copy anyway.
Jodie rushed out the door to find Cartman, Kyle, and Kelsi standing outside of her door.
"Hey guys, what's up? Why are you out here anyways, you stalkers?" Jodie asked jokingly.
"Oh, hey Jodie, do you know where your mom is 'cause I had umm, a 'personal meeting' set up with her today." replied Cartman in his usual rude idea of humor.
"Gosh, Cartman, why are you always such an asshole?" Jodie responded in angry to the slowly growing lamer each time it was said which was about a total of 92 times a day.
"Uh, screw you guys, I'm going home!" Cartman said as he just stood in the same spot he was before.
"Um, Cartman, what are you still doing here?" asked Jodie.
"I'm waiting for you assholes to leave. Look, you can go over nyah but I'm staying over hyah."
"Uh, no. You said you were going home; this is not your home."
"Nononono, you nyah, me hyah. Screw you guys I am really going home, this time." Cartman replied as he rushed off (or waddled) in the direction of Spanky's Restaurant.
"How am I not surprised that Cartman qualifies a resturaunt?" Kamala said in disgust with her usual sarcastic tone. Everyone rolls over on the floor laughing. "So where do you guys wanna go now?"
Everyone responded with the usual, "Anywhere but where that fat-ass, Cartman is." Everyone chuckles at how overweight—I mean big-boned Eric was.
"Who says we go to Alanna's house?" Kamala suggested. Alanna shrugged and said, "Oh sure, why not? My house is better than any of yours anyways." It was true. Everyone's house sucked; over-compulsive parents everywhere. At Alanna's they could just chill and not worry about anything.