Description: The kids are 17-years-old. Juniors in High school. They all are the same, and Kenny is still a man whore. He has a girlfriend named Crystal, but he doesn't really care about her. His best friend is Butters and they hang out all the time…Bunny and Style. Rated M for situations and language.
I don't own South Park…or any show/book I write about for that matter? J
Kenny's POV
I was laying in my bed, I missed school today. I had a fever. So mom kept me home. Not that I mind…Fuck school! I was tired, so I fell asleep. I dreamt of fuckin' Crystal, my smoking hot girlfriend. I was sneaking out tonight to go fuck her in the park…the best way to do it ;) I wasn't sure I wanted to go anymore though, I felt like shit! I quickly passed out on my bed. While I was asleep, I had a good dream, at least at the beginning.
It started in my bed with Crystal on top of me, naked! Bouncing on my dick, her tits were all I saw. Up and down, up and down! I was so horny, It's a good thing she was there. I closed my eyes and when I opened them it was Butters on top of me!
I quickly woke up and screamed. Kevin heard me.
"What's wrong, Kenny?" He asked as he ran into my room.
"Nothing Kevin, Just a bad dream." I said holding my head..
Kevin walked closer to me, and placed his hand on my forehead. I knew what he was going to say, You have a fever, Kenny, you should go back to sleep. I couldn't go back to sleep, What if I dream of Butters and I having gay sex again.
"Kenny, You're warm, You still have a fever. You want me to get you anything, little bro?" Kevin asked.
So many questions went through my mind when he asked me that, Why was he being nice to me ? What did he mean by 'little bro' he never calls me that, and What did he want to get me? I was just sitting staring at Kevin while I was asking myself these questions. I quickly answered.
"Um, ya, Kevin, could you get me something warm to drink. My throat hurts."
"Okay Kenny, I'll see what I can find." Kevin said before he left.
A little while after Kevin left, I heard my parents arguing, again…this is the seventh time today. I actually think I would rather be at school than listen to them argue back and forth every waking minute of the day. And who the hell even knows what it's ever about. It's almost always something stupid! I smashed my pillow over my face and started to silently cry. I hated my life, and my parents! I quickly dried the tears and lit a cigarette and smoked it. I coughed at the inhale and it must have been pretty loud, 'cause Kevin came running up the stairs of our shitty house and asked me if I was okay. As soon as he saw the cigarette, he ran in the room and took it from me.
"Smoking isn't good for you Kenny!" He told me as he put my cigarette in his mouth!
That fucking hypocrite! He exhaled that wonderful nicotine aroma right in my face. I smelled it with my stuffed up nose, and coughed.
"Second hand smoke isn't any better for me Kevin!" I whined though several muffled coughs.
"Sorry Kenny," He said, "I just haven't had a cigarette in like 2 weeks."
"Well, that's mine, so give it back." I said extending my hand toward him.
"You're 17, I'm 20. I get the cigarette." Kevin said. I just turned around in my bed and let him have the cigarette. Once he was gone, I was gonna light another one.
"Alright Kenny, sleep well." Kevin said exhaling more nicotine at me.
"Just fuck off Kevin, I'm tired." I said sounded agitated.
"Whatever," Kevin said and he left…finally.
I was to weak to get another cigarette. So I just closed me eyes, I figured all the arguing I did with Kevin cleared my mind of my nightmare, almost. I closed me eyes and fell asleep. I had another strange dream, this time I was kissing Butters, like French kissing him. It actually felt nice, so I let the dream continue, until we started having sex, I took his clothes off and he took mine off. After that image, I woke up. I heard my phone go off, the cheap Samsung on a block of wood my dad calls a night table. I checked. It was Butters.
Well Hiya Kenny, I was just wonderin' how you were feeling. I was kinda thinking about comin' over to be with you, What do you think
