A/N: I have a lot homework, but nah, I'll do this anyway. *Shh, don't tell anyone I'm procrastinating* D:
Disclaimer: I don't own South Park. Just ask my teachers, they don't even know what it is.
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A blue dome stretched itself across the surface outside. Wisps of clouds hung in the air, slowly flying by. Stan grasped his attention from the sky back to Kenny. As usual, he could only see his eyes, and those blonde bangs that covered his forehead. An orange hood draped over his entire head, covering his body also.
Stan spoke. "So, dude, what are we supposed to do again?" He asked, not really concentrating. He looked into Kenny's eyes, and a flicker of light shined and the contrast changed as he shifted his head a different direction.
"I don't know. I wasn't really listening."
Stan groaned, and gave a quick glance at the clock in the classroom. There was still at least 25 minutes until they got to go home. "Goddamn it," Stan moaned, and brought up a hand for his head to lean against. "There's still 25 minutes, dude."
Kenny pupils dodged. "Yeah, I know."
Stan suddenly couldn't help but look at Kenny's eyes. He couldn't make out the colour, since he was turned away. Stan sighed and grabbed his attention back to the sky again. Blue. Something about that colour made his spine tingle, in a good way.
"Stan," Kenny started, and Stan turned to him. "Do you ever notice what we have in common?"
That question made Stan's eyes widen. He started to say something, only to come out as a choke. He had an answer, but it felt like it was stuck in his throat. So instead, he replied, "Not really."
Kenny rested his head on an orange gloved hand. "I'm wondering about it. I mean, me and Kyle both have orange jackets, me and Cartman both have cool jokes, but, me and you? What do we have in common, dude?"
Stan crossed his arms on the table and laid his head on top of it, facing the window. "You tell me, Kenny. Do we have to find something we have in common?"
At the corner of Stan's eye, he caught Kenny shrug. "No, we don't have to. But I'm just curious," He paused, his eyes scanning the floor. "And fucking bored,"
Stan sat up straight, and took off his navy blue hat, ruffling his own hair. "Well, I have black hair, and you have blonde, so that's not one."
Kenny nodded, agreeing. "Yeah,"
Stan continued searching, patting his own clothes. "I wear a brown jacket, and everything your wear is orange."
Kenny answered him. "So that won't work."
"Yeah," Stan grabbed a handful of the loose part of his jeans. "I wear jeans, and that's about it."
The blonde boy laid his head on the opposite hand now, scrutinizing Stan. His eyes fixed on his face.
His bangs reached just past his eyebrows, and his nose was in a perfect form. His lips were pinkish red, and looked clearly smooth. Kenny's eyes jumped back up. Something caught him. His eyes were a dark shade of sapphire.
"Our eyes, dude," Kenny pronounced slowly. "Our eyes are the same colour."
Stan stared at him blankly, and then he realized. He looked up at Kenny's eyes, they were wide open with surprise, but he could make out the colour now.
Blue.
No wonder he was always so attracted to the sky.
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A/N: So damn short. Shit. Oh well, hope you like it. :) I think it was a really weird idea but whatever. Blah, blah, blah, I should do my homework, err, tomorrow. I have 3 posters due on Monday, shit.
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