The day I met Bebe was the first day of kindergarden. The small little desks and the little pictures on the wall with all kinds of animals, letters, and numbers. I remember crying and screaming "I want to go back to preschool!" The teacher had to pull me off my mom. She gently grabbed my hand and lead me to a seat next to a small girl with wavy blonde hair with a purple butterfly clip in her hair to keep her bangs out of her face. The girl next to me smiled, she probably noticed the leftover tears trickling down my cheek. She quickly grabbed piece of paper and wrote down something with a red crayon. She tapped me on the shoulder and lifted the note so I could see it.
"Bebe" It read. I looked at it and confused "What?" I asked. "Bebe. Thats my name." She replied with a grin spread across her face. Thats when I noticed her big dark blue eyes. They weren't the normal pale blue ones. Her's were different. They were deep blue, sorta like a navy blue, maybe a little lighter. She had thick dark lashes that curled naturally. She sure was cute.
"I'm Kyle" I answered after getting a good look at her. I thought the day was going to be great getting to sit next to a pretty girl but she wouldn't leave me alone! Every so often she would poke me with her eraser and would start laughing. I told her stop but she just shrugged and kept going at it. She would be so annoying, talking about piontless things like about how she caught a ladybug one time and named it Pony. I put up with her for a month. I was relieved when the teacher switched seating. I got to sit by my best friends Stan, Kenny, and Cartman, well not Cartman. He was more of a fat blob that just hung around in our group. He was really obnoxious and always made fun of me.
At recess Bebe and her friends would chase me around blowing kisses at me. It was humiliating and the boys made fun of me, assuming that I liked girls. I put up with Bebe everyday. Soon summer came and I thought I was free. But no! That girl just wouldn't stop. She would find me at the park, the store and other places. Like this one time my mom took me with her to go grocery shopping. Bebe and her mom were there too, ironically. I tried to hide behind my mom but it was too late cause that girl came dashing towards me.
Screaming my name "Kyle! Kyle! I can't beleive your here! Thats so funny!" She ran into me and squeezed me with a hug. I tried to get out of her grip by wiggling around but that girl held me tight and wouldn't let go. Her mom pulled her off of me.
"Im very sorry I apologize" Said Mrs. Stevens. My mom smiled "Oh its fine"
"Your son is in my daughters class right?"
"Why yes he is" My mom replies.
Mrs. Stevens chuckles and says "My daughter talks about him everyday. She seems to really like him."
Bebe still clung on to me and I couldn't beleive my mom didn't do anything about it
"Oh thats too cute. My bubby has an admirer."
Our mom's ended up talking longer than I thought. Actually they became good friends by time they both finished shopping. Bebe was now holding tightly to my hand and talking about her cat thumper and how he snuggled up with her when she was sleeping one night. I couldn't do anything. That girl was strong! Our mom's decided to take us to the park after that tp let us "Play Together" . "Oh joy" I thought.
There were kids from school there. made People kept looking over at us, and lemme tell ya, I got made fun of at school. Thats when I decided I hated Bebe Stevens. She was an enemy. This kept going on throught 1st grade and most of 2nd grade. 3rd grade came around and she sorta eased off. I thought maybe she was done annoying me for now since she hasen't talked to me since 3rd grade started.
I was playing with Stan, Kenny and Cartman at recess. Wendy testaburger, the girl that Stan went head over heals for comes skipping over towards us. Her thick black hair swaying back and fourth. Behind her is Bebe. Her golden hair was down and her dark blue eyes shining.
"Hi Sta-an" Wendy says in that really hight pitched voice. Wendy turns to me and grins. "Kyle, dosen't Bebe look pretty today?"
What was she asking!? Was this supposed to be a trick question? Not knowing what to say I replied with "I donno" Wendy's smile turned to a frown.
"Yes she does! She looks very pretty!"
"Ok" I replied.
Wendy pulls Stan away from us. They both walk away. I watch as they came to a stop and Wendy starts to tell Stan something but I couldn't really hear with all the kids screaming and laughing. I look over at Bebe. She just stood there and stared at me with a half smile on her pretty face. I look away and stare down at the floor. It was awkward and I was confused. I thought she was never going to talk to me again. Stan and Wendy come back. Wendy and Bebe leave and Stan tells me that he is going to make a club house. I was still lost but I agreed to help anyways.
Once the clubhouse was finished Stan invited Wendy and Bebe to come over to play truth or dare. I was beginning to think Stan really wanted to play with them. All four of us sat down in the clubhouse.
Wendy went first. "Kyle" I quickly snapped back to reality and noticed that she was talking to me. "
Yeah?" I replied. Wendy whispered something in to Bebe's ear. Bebe giggled and they both faced back to me.
"Kiss Bebe on the lips" I was shocked at what Wendy just said. Kiss Bebe on the lips? NO way! I mean first of all she was a girl! And second of all she wasen't even my friend! She annoyed the heck out of me for years! Why now?
"Just do it dude." Stan suddenly said "Cartman has girls in his clubhouse right now."
"Oh boy" I said closing my eyes. My heart was racing so fast and I was almost shaking
Then it happened. Bebe's lips met mine. It was awkward at first but then I felt sparks going through my body. I felt so out of my skin. As soon as she parted her lips from mine, I ran out of there screaming. First of all, I didn't want Stan to think I enjoyed it. Everything was so overwhelming. Bebe still likes me!? But why?! And that kiss, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Not that I like Bebe, cause I don't! But why did it feel so right? I was so upset with myself, I didn't understand what I was feeling. After all girls are lame.
Weeks went by and I soon got over it. Bebe started going out with a boy named Clyde Donovan, but I didn't seem to last long. Bebe was her usual self except she didn't annoy me as much. By the time 4th grade came, she completely ignored me. She was usually seen with her friends, talking about what girls talk about. She seemed to think that all the boys in our class were immature assholes.
I always wondered why she just stopped paying attention to me. She used to be so annoying and talkative to me. Maybe I just missed the attention. I tried not to think about it much though. Kenny died but he didn't come back for a while. We had Butters as our friend for a while, but he was lame and we all decided to kick him out of our group and let Tweek in.
We did some pretty crazy things. Our teacher died, and we thought we might had killed her but we later found out that she had "seamen" in her stomach. We had 2 weeks off but had to go back to school. Bebe walks in and I notice something different about her. I was the first one to finally say something.
I leaned towards Stan "Dosen't Bebe look different?" I asked.
"Yea she does" Stan replies.
I looked around the room to see the other boys noticing the sudden change in Bebe's appearance. I don't know what came over me, it's like I couldn't control myself and what I think.
My friends and I decided to let Bebe hang out with us. She seemed so cool all of a sudden. I was attracted to her and so were the others. We fought over her and beat each other up. It was crazy. I realized why I was so attracted to her though. It was her boobs, well I'm a guy and her boobs just clouded my mind. I felt ashamed, cause I knew that it was disrespectful of me to like her just for her boobs. But maybe it wasen't all that.
The days we spent time together I noticed a change in her, in a good way. I was starting grow fond of her but I was not sure of it. Bebe started covering her chest with baggy shirts. The other boys instantly stopped liking her, but I still felt feelings that I never had for her. I got over it though as I focused more on school and my friends. 4th grade passed and we never really communicated after that. Except sometimes she would smile and wave at me whenever we saw each other at places. Sometimes she would ask for help on a math probelm she was stuck on. But thats as far as it ever went.