It was a warm Saturday morning and Stan, Kyle, Cartman and Kenny were all laying around in Stan's front yard.
"I just don't know dude," Stan muttered rubbing his temples.
"Know what?" Kyle asked.
"What to get Wendy for her birthday," He replied.
"Why don't you get her a stuffed animal I mean girls dig stuffed animals right?" Kyle said.
"Dude this is Wendy we're talking about," Stan said.
"Oh yeah,"
"Besides what kind of thirteen year old girl still likes stuffed animals?" He added on.
"My girl is fifteen and she just loves when I win her stuffed animals at the carnival," Kenny said adding his two cents worth in.
"Your girl is a stupid hoe," Cartman said.
"Fuck you," Kenny replied.
"You say that about every girl fat ass," Kyle said rolling his eyes.
"This isn't exactly helping," Stan said irritably.
"Well, you turned thirteen two weeks ago, what did she get you?" Kyle asked.
"A how to raise ferrets book for dummies,"
"That is so lame," Cartman said.
"No dude, it's really been helping me care for my new ferret, "
"Cartman's right, I would be so mad if all my girl got me was a lousy book," Kenny said. Kyle just sat there and said nothing, he knew that Cartman was right but he'd never in a million years let him know that he agreed with him and besides Stan was his best friend so he had to be on his side or it might start a silly little rift again.
"Maybe I should get her some chocolates," Stan said.
"No, chocolate and flowers are for Valentines day," Kenny said.
"Ugh why is picking out presents for girls so difficult," Stan mumbled.
"Well what did you get her for her previous birthdays?"
"Nothing, we both decided to start getting each other presents on our thirteenth birthday,"
"You didn't get me anything for my birthday several months ago," Kenny said with fake angriness.
"Well that's because you're not my girlfriend dude," Stan replied.
"Yeah and you didn't get me anything for my birthday which is two days after Kenny's," Cartman said.
"I wouldn't get you anything even if you were my girlfriend fat ass," Stan said.
"That's fine, that's fine I don't need your stupid hippie presents anyways," Cartman retorted.
"Then why are you bitching about it?" Kyle asked.
"You're going to be bitching too when Stan doesn't get you a present when your thirteenth birthday comes up," Cartman said.
"Who said I'm not getting Kyle a present?" Stan cut in.
"Well apparently you're only getting your girlfriend a present," Cartman said.
"Well for my super best friend I can make an exception," Stan said smiling lightly at Kyle.
"Ugh I swear you guys are such fags," Cartman muttered. Stan and Kyle just ignored him and turned to face each other.
"Sorry I'm not being much of a help," Kyle said.
"What's wrong dude?" Stan asked, he had noticed that Kyle had been mostly quiet the whole morning.
"I'm worried," Kyle said looking down.
"About?"
"Turning thirteen, I mean I'll have to have a big ceremony, and then I'll be a man and I'm not sure if I'm ready yet,"
"Dude, you still have four weeks I'm sure you'll come to terms with it by then,"
"I hope so,"
"I know so, " Stan said causing Kyle to look up and smile at him.
"What are you two fags talking about?" Cartman yelled over in their direction they hadn't even noticed that he had moved over to the other side of the yard.
"The same thing we've been talking about all morning fat ass!" Stan yelled back.
"Why don't you get her some condoms I mean all chicks want to have sex when they hit puberty age," Cartman said.
"Dude this is WENDY we are talking about," Stan said irritably.
"And not all girls are like that," He added. Kyle sighed, he really didn't feel like talking about birthdays right now, it kept reminding him of his own that was coming up in four weeks; he wished he could stay twelve forever.
"What's wrong dude?" Stan asked, he must have heard him sigh.
"I'm not really in the mood to talk about birthdays right now," He replied. Stan nodded understandingly before speaking,
"I cant believe after this summer we are going to be eighth graders," He said changing the subject for Kyle's sake and probably for Cartman's too who said,
"It's about time you stopped talking about your hippie girlfriend,"
"I know, it will be so cool being at the top of the food chain," Kenny said.
"Yeah but after that we'll be ninth graders, at the bottom of the food chain again and we'll have to look out for upper classmen in every corner hiding in wait to give us a scrubbing," Kyle said.
"Stop being such a negative Nancy," Cartman said. Kyle just gave him an angry glare, he really didn't feel like fighting with him today.
"Only three more days of summer left," Kenny said smiling.
"Only three more days till we rule the middle school," Stan said smiling back.
"Only three more days till we get closer and closer to leaving our childhood and on our way to becoming adults who have so many responsibilities that they don't have time to have fun," Kyle muttered. Cartman sighed angrily and smacked Kyle upside the head.
"I told you not to be such a negative Nancy," He said. Kyle didn't say anything, he just glared hard at Cartman before turning to Stan.
"I'm going," He muttered.
"Why dude?" Stan asked.
"I just cant deal with this right now," Kyle muttered turning and walking down the road. Stan looked sadly at his super best friend as he got smaller and smaller in the distance, he almost started running after him but he decided against it, Kyle needed to be alone right now.