I sighed and looked out the window. I've been grounded for the past two weeks, and it has been stressful. There have been so many things to do with the guys lately, but I couldn't go anywhere but to school. Anyway, was a surprisingly warm day for Colorado, 78 degrees, to be exact. Tomorrow was the last day of school; Next year I'll be a goddamn senior. I hardly past school this year. I think it was because there was just too much on my mind all at once. All the stress just pored down on me, like rain, a heavy rain fall. Buried in thoughts, I hardly noticed the loud tapping on my window. Another tap. That startled me! I jumped back at least a foot from my window.
"Hey!"
The stranger said with a rough voice. He cleared his throat.
"Down here!"
As I walk back to the window, I brush my long red bangs out of my face. I look out the window; Stan was standing there with his hands in his pockets.
"Are you still grounded?" He asked "Because-"
"Sadly, yes." I cut him off.
"Oh…." He said, disappointedly. "Well. There is going to be a end of the year party for our grade tomorrow night." "It's at Token's house and there was going to be drinks and stuff." "The guys and I are all going."
The party. I thought. It clicked to me. I got a text from Cartman a couple days ago about that. Cartman. I wonder if he's going. He never said-
"Dude, are you okay?" Stan interrupted me.
"Huh? Yeah I'm fine. I got a text a couple days ago about that. I want to go, so I'm going to see if I can get my parents to let me." My voice was shaky.
"They'll never let you go!" "Here, I can help you get out of trouble and convince your parents to let you go." He said quite fast.
Before I could say one word, I heard the doorbell ring. My parents, of course, answer it. Oh, god. I thought. He's just going to make everything worse for me.
"Kyle!" My mother said. "Stan is here!"
I walk down the stairs. It took me forever. It felt like a minute per step. My head was hanging down as I walked to the couch, and plopped down.
"Okay, Stan." "What is it you wanted to tell us?" My mother said once again.
He told them all about the party, why it was stupid to ground me for breaking up with my "girlfriend", and how I learned my lesson. Stan was right. He convened my parents to let me go.
"Okay, since you did pass, and you learned your lesson, I'll let you go." Said my mother.
My sprits lifted.
"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" I said.
"Just stay out of trouble." My farther said.
"I promise." I replied.
I walked outside with Stan and said thanks to him. I wanted to hug him. But that would be weird. Stan just smirked, and said welcome.