South Park Stan and Kyle
Me and my friends are now in high school as 17-year-olds. I was trying to finish my test for finals but I just couldn't take my eyes off him. He's just so... Cute.
yes I Stan Marsh called my best friend Kyle Broflovski cute. His curly mop of red hair, his floppy hat, his dimples, his flawless skin, his lips and most of all his soft emerald eyes with an outcropping of long black eyelashes. Which to my surprise were looking at me in a glance but then darted back to his paper.
After class Kenny, Kyle and me walked to lunch where we met up with Cartman.
"hey jew, fag boy!" Cartman yelled across the table.
"Shut up you fucking fatass!" kyle yelled back. They did this everyday. "fuck you Kyle!"
"shut the fuck up Cartman!" they bantered
"I'm gonna go get food." I announced standing up.
"I'll go too!" piped up Kyle.
"I'll go tttoooo!" mocked Cartman in a high, girly voice.
"Go fuck yourself Cartman" I said walking away. Only three more classes, I thought relieved.