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Ok Let me set the story straight. My names Kyle. I'm 16 years old. I'm a Jew. I thought I had a super best friend. I used to have a lot of weird adventures.
When we were in the fourth grade every crazy thing you can think of went down in my town. Mechanised Barbara Streisand, Girls at the age of 10 acting like sluts, Imagination being taken over by terrorists, being hypnotised by a Japanese cartoon and that's just the start of my list. My best friend Kenny repeatedly died and repeatedly came back. And I had a fat mortal enemy who used to make fun of my religion at every waking moment of the day.
Ah! I didn't mention why I'm telling you all this did I? Well it all starts with my so called "super best friend" at the start of grade five. Stan. The first day of school I expected to see the trademark poof ball beanie, brown jacket, and faded blue jeans. Instead I saw his naturally black hair smoothed in a flick in front of his face. Leather Jacket and pants and chains. My mouth dropped open at the sight of how much my friend had changed. I had only seen him one other time like this. When Wendy broke up with him, he joined the Goths or the 'non conformers' as they like to call themselves. I knew only one thing. This was not good.
I walked over to him and to my amazement I saw Wendy pleading with him to… What was it? Oh yeah she said "Stan Please! Get that gel out of your hair. I told you before I WAS A FOOL! I WANT YOU BACK PLEASE STAN PLEASE" He just looked down at the poor girl like she was something stuck to the bottom of his shoe. "You think this is about you?" He asked his voice was cold. "Excuse me I have business elsewhere you selfish bitch" And he made a beeline for me leaving the girl in the pink beret crying her heart out.
"S-Stan I- What the hell was that all about?" I was suddenly angry. How dare he talk to her like that! She was a clever girl who had a lot of self pride and he must of known how much guts it took for her to admit she was an idiot. He hadn't just changed his clothes. He had changed.
It was only then I realised he was smoking. Smoking! At the age of 10! He flicked his cigarette out of his hand and squashed it with his Goth/army boots. He then put his arm around my shoulder and led me out of the crowded hall outside by the old oak tree. To my surprise as soon as he got there he sat- no wait he shoved me down against the tree. Hard.
"I have two things to say to you Kyle so listen up and listen good." His grammar was horrible. "First of all it's none of your business what goes on with me and that stupid ho in there!" He jabbed his finger at the door to the hall we just exited. "I know you love her. You always have you backstabbing bastard so after I'm done with you run after her and console her for all I care." I was flabbergasted. Wendy was smart and attractive but love her? Yuck she was Stan's! Besides she's way to overprotective of her boy friends.
"Second and most important" He paused there was a bitter coldness in his eyes. I hate to admit it, but he scared me. Scared me so much I wet my pants a little. (Just drop so don't go exaggerating now will you?) "I'm done"
Done? I didn't get it. What on earth was he talking about? I gulped down my fear and spoke "d-done? Stan what are you talking about?" "SHUT UP AND LISTEN!" He yelled and I flinched trying to back further into the tree. Damn I forgot it's solid. "I'M DONE WITH THOSE STUPID ADVENTURES WE HAD LAST YEAR! I'M DONE WITH LEARNING A CORNY LESSON EVERYDAY THEN MAKING THE EXACT SAME STUPID MISTAKE THE NEXT DAY! I'M SICK OF YOU'R REPETITIVE JOKES ABOUT THE FATASS AND HIS REPETTIVE JOKES ABOUT YOUR STUPID RELIGION! BUT MOST OF ALL I'M SICK OF BEING SO CALLED SUPER BEST FRIENDS WITH SOME ONE WHO HAS ABOUT AS MUCH BACKBONE AS A BUTTERFLY! I'M DONE!"
And with that He spat in my face and stalked off to the got- sorry non conformers. The bell rang 5 seconds later and I was still recovering the shock of what he had just said. I checked the timetables posted on the bulletin board. My heart sank. I had No classes with Stan for the rest of the term. I scanned the rest of it. Or Kenny or butters or even Eric Cartman. I skulked off to class and at lunchtime told the other three Stan wasn't coming back. Ever.
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Hope you liked it ill start chapter two as soon as my mum lets me back on…. XD