Kenny McCormick

I arrived at Bebe's party a little later than everyone else. By time I got there, the house was practically shaking from the music being so loud. It was 10pm and I could smell the weed from a block away. I walked in a there was a huge keg of beer. I checked my phone and there was a text from Cartman.' Wru? The party's began and that slut Milly won't shut up about how bad she wants u'

That text was from an hour ago. I smile as I think about how I'm going to get it in tonight with one of the prettiest girls at South Park High School. God knows how long I've tried to get with Milly.

I text Cartman back and tell him I'm here and warn him that I called dibs on Milly's virginity.

Suddenly, I bump into a drunken Stan.

"Kenny! What took you so long?"

I laugh at his drunken state. His girlfriend Wendy is across the room, gunning him off. I know there's going to be a huge argument later tonight between the both of them. "I got caught up in work ." I yell to him over the music.

"Lets get you drunk, buddy!" He yells back to me, taking me to the keg. "You remember Chastin Locke?"

He asks. "Yeah, a bit. Why?"

Chastin and his brother Emery come to South Park every summer to spend it with their grandfather. I knew Chastin since grade 3. He was a bit of prick, but he's okay. Come to think of it, I don't remember seeing them since ...a while. Almost 2 years.

"Clyde ran into him downtown the other day. His family moved to South Park. Him and Emery are coming tonight," Stan informed, with a grin. I remember how close Chastin was with Stan and Kyle.

"That's cool. " I reply, downing the cup of beer he hands me.

He grins at me as I pass him back the empty cup to fill it.

Suddenly I feel someone bump into me. I turn around to see Kyle. "Hey bro, What's up?"

Kyle is obviously drunker then he's been in a long time. His green hat is off for once and his orange hair is a mess as if someone's been running their fingers through it. He also has a hickey on his neck.

"Who raped you?" I ask, pointing out the hickey to him and Stan. I know he's going to regret that tomorrow morning. Kyle just smirks at me and shrugs.

"Someone..."

Stan hands me another cup and I chug this one too. Wanting to catch up with everyone else.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn around to see Sally Turner, smiling flirtatiously at me. I hooked up with Sally a few weeks ago, and have to stop myself from cringing when I realize she's drunk and wants to hook up with me tonight.

"Hey Kenny." She smirks.

I'm not tipsy enough for this. I pour myself another cup, and slowly sip this one.

"Hello Sally." I reply and smile.

"We should hang out later.." She says.

I shrug. "Maybe.."

Or maybe I'll be hanging out with Milly.

"Hopefully." She says before giving me this weird look and walking away.

"What was that about?" Stan asked.

"I hooked up with her a few weeks ago at Token's party." I informed, taking another sip of my beer.

I look around the party and take in my surroundings. Wendy's still glaring at Stan and me. Clyde and Craig are talking. I take a mental note that I have to go over and talk to those two later. Token and Nicole are cuddling on Bebe's couch. The house is really packed. Almost all of South Park High School is here.

I think about my little sister. "Have you guys seen Karen?"

Kyle shakes his head.

"I think I saw her with Ike earlier out back." Stan tells me.

I glare at Kyle. "If your little brother tries anything with her.."

"I know! I know! Trust me, dude. He won't." Kyle replies.

I down the rest of my cup and I'm tipsy. I decide I need something stronger.

"Stan, where's the shots?" I ask

Stan smirks at me. "Out back."

The three of us make our way out back. "So Cartman's been hitting on Milly all night." Kyle lets me know.

"I knew that fucker would. Don't worry, she won't go for him. She's crazy about me." I say with a smirk.

Despite the fact , Cartman's lost a lot of weight, he's still a dick. Wouldn't be surprised if he was insulting her right now. We get to the back and I see Karen sitting beside a few girls and talking to Ike.

I nod at her. We get to the table in the back and there's a table filled with all kinds of alcohol that everyone at the party pitched in for.

Vodka, whiskey, rum, dry gin, scotch, absinthe, and precious moonshine.

I smirk and pour a shot of whiskey, one for me and another for Stan. Kyle has obviously had enough for a while. "Bottoms up," Stan smirks at me.

We drink them with ease and pour more shots. This time we went with vodka.

After another shot of rum, we decided to hit the absinthe.

We pour two shots for the both of us. I try to take mine with ease. Stan looks like he's about to puke. He's hammered now, I can tell.

"No more for you, bro." I say nudging him. He doesn't answer. He's hunched over by the side of the table. I know I'm drunk now, but I decide to take one more shot of absinthe.

"Look at this guy, just champing it!" A voice behind me says. I turn around to face Chastin. He has this smirk on his face and he's holding a mickey of whiskey. He looks the same as he always did. Too pretty. Too boyish. Like a male model. Curly brown hair and deep green eyes.

Stan stands up, behind me.

"Chastin!" Stan yells, hugging him. "I missed you, dude!" When Stan let's go, they bro shake.

"What happened to you?" Kyle is slightly slurring, as he too, bro shakes Chastin.

Chastin just shrugs with a happy smirk.

That's another thing about Chastin, he's always smirking. Lucky fucker.

"How's it been, boys? You all look hammered." His eyes focus on Kyle's hickey. "What happened to you? Get in a fight with a sucker fish?"

Kyle just smirks. "Hooked up with Bebe Stevens."

Stan's eyes widen. Pretty sure my mouth dropped.

"The fuck, dude. She's dating Clyde and has been for a year." Stan says

"Clyde cheats on her all the time though." I say.

"Didn't think you had it in you, Kyle." Chastin says. "Bebe's pretty hot though.."

"Clyde's going to kick your ass." Stan says.

"It was worth it." Drunken Kyle replies. He is so going to regret that tomorrow morning.

"Where's Emery?" I ask Chastin, who is sipping out of his mickey like its kool-aid. I like Chasten well enough, but I really get along with his brother Emery. That kids fun as fuck.

"Went for a beer run with my sister." Chastin replies , eyeing the place.

"You have a sister?" Stan asks.

All the time we've known Emery and Chastin, we've never heard of their sister.

"You didn't know?" He gives Stan an odd look.

"I don't think any of us knew." I reply.

"That's weird. Her names Vanessa, but just call her Ness or Nessa. She hates being called Vanessa." Chastin shrugs, but takes another sip of his mickey.

"Is she hot?" Cartman asks, coming up from behind us. Milly's behind him. She's smiling at me.

Chastin turns around to face him and glowers at him. I recall they never got along.

"Too good for you, douche."

"Still looking like a pretty boy faggot, Chastin? How many boys have you kissed tonight?" Cartman teases.

"Looks like you've lost weight, jackass. Good for you, maybe now, you have some self-esteem." Chastin replies, ignoring Cartman's jibe.

"Go fuck a dog , you gay piece of shit.."

Chastin simply rolls his eyes. "I don't have time for this. I'll talk to you guys later. I'm going to go find Token." Chastin says as he walks away.

Cartman laughs loud, so Chastin can hear.

"His brother's way cooler than him. Sure showed that bitch."

"You didn't prove anything, fat ass." Kyle says, drunk and slurring.

"Whoa, how much did you drink, jew?" Cartman asks, as Kyle sways.

"Too much, let's go sit on Bebe's patio. Come on, friends." I say, leading Kyle along.

When we get there, I spark a joint and we share it between the 5 of us.

Milly's quiet, but staring at me. I can see her from the corner of my eye. I know she wants to go somewhere alone with me, but I decide to let her suffer for a bit longer.

"Chastin is so fucking cool." Stan says, drunkenly. "He's like another one of my closest friends. Like one of you guys...He's so fucking cool. Love that asshole."

"Sounds like you're in love , Stan. Dump Wendy and go for him. Sure, he wouldn't mind." Cartman snickers.

"Cartman, you're just jealous cause Chastin's better looking then you." Kyle says, drunkenly. Have to admit, he had a point. Chastin and his brother Emery were too good looking.

"Fuck that shit. Chastin's a little bitch! I'll fight that fucker any day."

I roll my eyes. I sit with the guys for a bit , then I decide to give Milly what she wants.

"Milly, you want to go hang out somewhere ?" Like my bedroom..

She smiles. "Sure, Kenny."

"Alright, Let's go. See you douchebags later." I say, flashing them a smile as I take Milly's hand.

As soon as we get inside, she has me pressed up against a wall. She looks at me in the eyes for a second, before she presses her lips to mine. I can't taste anything now, I'm numbly drunk.

My hands fall down to her waist and pull her closer to me. I hold the kiss for a few seconds, but then I pull away.

"Come on, let's go find some place more private.."

She seems a little upset that we can't just make out in Bebe's kitchen, but I don't want to risk Sally Turner coming in.I hold her by the waist as we walk through the living room. I don't see Sally Turner anywhere. As we make our way by the front door, I can see Chastin standing outside with Craig and Clyde. They are either smoking a cigarette or a joint, but I can't tell either way because the smell of weed is thick and my senses are shutting down due to the alcohol. Chastin's eyes meet mine and he waves me over. I hesitate, but then remember I needed to talk to Clyde and Craig anyways.

"Hey Milly, I'll be right back." She doesn't answer, but I go to Chastin and the guys anyways.

"Wanna hoot, bro?" Chastin asks. I nod and he passes me the joint. I inhale deeply twice and pass it to Craig.

"Getting with silly with Milly tonight?" Chastin asks, smirking. His green eyes are low.

Clyde cracks up at this. I just smile. "Maybe.."

"She looks really drunk, dude. I'd just leave her alone." Craig warns, looking at Milly. She's sitting on the steps inside Bebe's house, talking to some girl.

"She's not that drunk. I talked with her, she's fine." Something crosses my mind though, and I think of listening to Craig. "Anyways, what do you boys have tonight?"

Craig's eyes narrow.

" Some blue transformers. Shoulda came around earlier to Clyde's like you said you we're going to." He said.

"How much?"

"Standard price." Replied Craig.

I nod knowingly, and take out my wallet. I hand him 3 twenty-dollar bills and in return, he gives me the three pills. "Pleasure doing business with you, Craig."

He just nods and lights up a smoke.

Suddenly a black trans am pulls up to the house. From the driver's seat emerges Emery, Chastin's brother. Emery still looks the same as ever. A smile crosses my features. With a mess of shaggy black hair and glowing blue eyes.

"Hey boys," Emery greets, swinging his car keys around his middle finger. He's holding a 66 of rum. He bro-shakes Craig and Clyde, but when he comes across me, he embraces me.

"What's up, you crazy little fucker?" I ask. "How's it going?"

"Calling me a crazy fucker? Pfft, it's going fine. What about you?"

I'm about to answer, but the passenger side opens and out steps the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.

She has long platinum blonde hair. Snow white with side swept bangs covering a good portion of her forehead and there's just a hint of black streaks underneath it. She's wearing black high-heeled motorcycle boots and dark blue skinny jeans. A blood-red corset top.

She's carrying a 26 of whiskey.

Clyde's mouth drops. Craig's cigarette drops the to ground.

Chastin greets her with a hug and pulls her toward the group.

"Guys, this is my younger sister Nessa." His arms, draped around his shoulder.

Clyde's hand out shoots out to her immediately. "I'm Clyde Donovan. This is Craig and Kenny. It's nice to meet you, Nessa." He's smiling at her and I know from the look in his eyes, the charm is already on.

She smiles and shakes his hand. "The pleasure is all mine, Clyde."

Craig snaps out of whatever delirium he was in and picks his smoke up off the ground.

"So whose party is this tonight? Emery failed to mention this to me." Nessa asks.

I'm about to answer, but then a scream from the front door stops me.

"You fucking whore!"

It doesn't take me long to realize that's Sally Turner's voice.

I cringe as I look back to Bebe's patio. Sally's pushing Milly out of the house.

"You fucking man stealing whore!"

I groan.

"What are you talking about?" Milly is slurring. And then I realize, Craig was right. She's way too drunk.

"Give up the fake act. Wendy told me all about how you we're all over him a few minutes ago in the kitchen. I told you I liked him, you back stabbing slut!"

"Kenny? You're the slut, Sally! You're just mad cause you fucked up with him. He's mine now, so fuck off and go sleep around somewhere else!"

Oh shit. Something told me I should intervened, but I didn't move. A crowd was gathering in the front of Bebe's house to watch the drama enfold. Milly was shocking me with her tone and words. Usually, she was so sweet and serene. It was one of the reasons I wanted to hook up with her.

"I'm a slut? Fuck you, Milly. I heard you slept with Bridon Gueermo!"

"At least I could get with Bridon! He said you're creepy and obsessive! So -" It was then that Sally Turner attacked Milly. I couldn't hide anymore, as much as I hated to do this in front of Nessa and the guys.

"Stop! Stop!" I yelled at them, trying to pry them apart.

I blocked Milly from Sally as she pulled at my hair and scratched me face.

Suddenly I felt her getting pulled away. I looked up to see Emery had picked up Sally and was holding her up, as she scratched and clawed at him. Milly's eyes were wet with drunken tears.

"Oh, Kenny!" Her arms wrapped around my neck, she sobbed into my shirt. I didn't hold her.

I was appalled. Suddenly she grabbed my face in her hands and tries to make out with me. I push her away.

"Milly! Stop! I don't want to do this."

"You don't like me? I'm not pretty enough for you, Kenny." She starts to cry again.

"For fuck sakes. Milly, of course you are. You're drunk right now though and blacking out. You need to go home. I'll walk you, come on."

"No! Stay away from me, you creep! I don't want anything to do with you again ever!" She screams at me.

I turn around to see that Emery has calmed down Sally and is talking to her softly. She was nodding at what ever he was telling her I also notice that Nessa, Chastin, Craig , and Clyde have disappeared. "Milly, please! Don't be this 're drunk and blacking out."

She screams obscenities at me.

She begins to attack me and I yell at her to stop. I already have scratches on my cheeks from Sally Turner's primped nails. "Milly!" I scream at her, trying to grab a hold of her. My arms wrap around her waist and I pull her closer to me as I try to calm her down. Finally she settles, flinging herself on the ground. She's crying loudly. I feel a hand rest on my shoulder. It's Emery.

"Let's drive her home. She's way too drunk."

I open my mouth to reply , but before I can get anything out Milly begins to vomit all over me.

"Oh shit! Gross!" I yell, jumping back.

It's all over my orange shirt. I stand up and take the stinking shirt off.

Emery gives me a look of sympathy as I throw it down on Bebe Steven's lawn.

"Let's get her home. I'm done." I pick up Milly, who has passed out on the lawn and put her in the back of Emery's trans am.

"This is bullshit." I growl.

Craig Tucker

About 15 minutes after we went inside, I was already on my 3rd smoke. I couldn't help it, that girl just made me nervous. I had never felt so insecure around someone before. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I just froze. I couldn't place my finger on it. I had dated girls before. I dated Red for a while. This was something completely different. I thought maybe it was the drunkenness, but something told me otherwise.

She walked around like a rock star and I was completely smitten. It terrified me, to be frank. Her eyes caught mine several times already. I couldn't keep the eye contact, but I knew she was watching me.

It was me, her, and Clyde talking in Bebe's living room. Chastin had gone elsewhere to go find Token.

"So why'd you guys decide to move back to South Park?" Clyde asked her. He was sitting on Bebe's couch with her. Sitting a little too close, I might add. She laughed, taking a sip of her 26.

"You honestly wouldn't want to know. It might be a little too crazy for you, Clyde." She says, handing him the bottle as if challenging him.

"Try me." He says, taking a shot and smirking at her.

She laughs and shakes her head, taking the bottle back. "Nope."

"Probably not even that crazy.." Clyde replies.

"You wouldn't know." She says. Then her eyes focus on me. "Can I buy a smoke off you?" She asks.

I just lit up my 4th smoke, so I just handed it to her.

"I'll share with you, but I don't think I can sell you one. I'm almost out."

Her eyes meet mine again, but I can't keep their gaze. I look away.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Bebe Stevens walks into the living room. This is the first time I've seen Bebe all night. She's wearing a slutty red dress and in her hand is a large cup of beer."There is no smoking in the house. You go outside to smoke or you can leave."

Nes takes a drag of my cigarette, completely unmoved. She opens her mouth to say something, but suddenly Bebe's attention focuses on Clyde whose sitting way too close to Nes.

"What the fuck is going on here? Are you trying to fucking cheat on me, Clyde? In my own fucking house?" Bebe is in full tantrum mode. "Who is this slut? Who the fuck do you think you are to come into MY house and try get with MY boyfriend, you trashy skank?"

It pissed me off that one of the biggest sluts in South Park was trying to talk down to her.

I was about to open my mouth, when Nes opened hers.

"What's your problem? I didn't know smoking isn't allowed in your house. As far as I'm concerned this whole house is lit up with ganja smoke. So what the hell are you complaining about? That rule is retarded." Nes gets up off the couch. "As for your boyfriend, he's my brothers friend. He wasn't trying to hit on me or anything. We talked about my brothers. Calm down, and cool off."

Bebe looked pissed off though now. "Cool down? Cool down? You want me to cool down?" Her voice was rising. "How about you cool down, Slut! And get the fuck out of MY house and MY party!" She throws her drink at Nes and I barely move in front of her in time.

Beer hits my face, and soaks my shirt.

"Craig?" She questions, surprised.

"Leave her alone, fuck. She's Chastin's sister. It was my smoke that I gave her. My smoke that I lit up and Clyde wasn't even hitting on her-"

"What's going on?" Chastin asks. He walks into the living room, Token behind him. You can hear the annoyance in his voice as he takes in the scene before him.

"Your fucking slut of a sister is trying to get with my boyfriend." Bebe snaps.

Chastin walks up to Bebe till he's right in her face.

"Don't you dare ever call my sister a slut." He says menacingly.

"What are you going to do about it?" She asks, hotly.

"Chastin, lets just go. This party sucks anyways." Nes says.

"Not yet, Nessa." He says holding his hand out for her.

"Personally, Bebe, my sister would probably be a better match for Clyde then you. You're the one who's the fucking slut. Kyle told me all about how you took advantage of his drunken state upstairs. You're the cheating whore. Don't try hate on my sister for doing nothing what so ever."Chastin says this in a dark voice. He looks at Clyde , whose mouth is agape in shock and anger. "Sorry you had to find out that way, buddy."

Bebe is silent. She stares at Chastin with pure hatred. He grabs Nessa's hand and they make their way out of the house. Nessa's eyes meet mine again. I move to follow her , but suddenly I'm shoved aside by Stan.

"The police are here! Let's clear out!"

Suddenly it is chaos as everyone rushes out of the house as fast as they can. I grab Clyde and pull him out. I'm sobering up enough to drive as we hop in my truck and take off.