Hello readers! I noticed that I made some spelling mistakes in my last chapter, and maybe I made more grammatical errors, and I'm sorry. I replaced the chapter with a fixed version. I'll try my best not to let that happen again. Also, sorry for taking so long! I've been sick.
Thank you guys. :3
As soon as the bell rings, everyone leaves class before Mr. Garrison dismisses us. I head to recess with Stan as we talk about Terrance and Phillip. Suddenly Kenny and Cartman walk up to us. My heart starts beating faster. Did Kenny tell Cartman that I'm in love with him?! Fuck. "Kyle, can I talk to you alone?" Kenny asks. Now I'm worried. What does he want? "Uh, sure." I say nervously. Kenny and I walk to the opposite side of the playground. As we walk, I see how confused Stan and Cartman look, then they start talking. We stop when we get to the corner of the fence.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" I ask, desperately trying to keep my cool.
"You like Cartman, don't you?"
My heart starts beating faster and I get even more nervous. "What? No I-"
"How upset you were after being alone with Cartman, the way you stared at him for 20 minutes, the way you blushed afterwards..."
I start blushing. There's no point in hiding it now. He knows... I sigh. This is the worst day of my life. "Fine. I have a crush on Cartman, okay? Can we just forget about this, please?" I look at the ground. "I knew it! And no, I'm not forgetting about this. I don't know why you like Cartman, because he's a self-centered fatass asshole... but I think he likes you too; And I'm gonna make you two hook up soon. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone you like him." says Kenny. WHAT?! There's no way Cartman likes me back! But... Kenny figured out my feelings for Cartman. But that's because I made it way too obvious! And how is he gonna make us hook up? "No way! Cartman hates me!" I say. "Cartman was sneaking glances at you in class too. He was drawing you in class." says Kenny. ...Does he really like me? Kenny didn't specify what kind of drawing of me it was. No way. Cartman hates me. Just earlier today he called me an asshole for asking him if he's okay.
"Let's go meet up with the others." says Kenny.
"O-Okay."
As Kenny and I started walking back to Stan and Cartman, Stan runs up to me. "Hey, dude! What were you two talking about?" Kenny proceeds to walk back to Cartman, so Stan and I talk. What am I supposed to tell Stan? There's no way I can tell Stan that I like Cartman. He'll think I'm insane. "Look, Stan. I really don't want to talk about it." I say. "...Does it have something to do with what was bothering you before school?" Stan asks. "Yes." I say. "Come on Kyle, we're super best friends! You can tell me anything." says Stan. I can't tell him. But if I lie, I'll feel bad. Wait- I have an idea. Instead of telling Stan that I like Cartman, I'll tell him something that no one else knows. It's not a lie, but it's not exactly what was making me upset today.
"The truth is, I'm gay." I confess.
"What?! Really?"
"Yeah."
"Well, that's fine."
"Thanks." Stan smiles at me, so I smile back. "How come you never told me?"
"I thought maybe you wouldn't like me anymore..." This wasn't a lie. This always bothered me.
"No way dude! We'll always be best friends." My smile widens.
"Thank you, Stan."
"So, is there a boy you like?" My smile disappears.
"Haven't I told you enough?"
"*awkward laugh* Yeah, I guess so."
Suddenly, the bell rings. He gives me another warm smile, and Stan and I head over to class. We all sit in our assigned desks, and Mr. Garrison "teaches" us science. "Okay children, today I'm assigning you all a really difficult science project that's due in one week." Everyone including me groans loudly. "TIMMEH! :(" Timmy shouts. "Yeah, science projects suck balls." Cartman says, folding his arms. "Well, if you keep complaining, then I'll make the project due in three days!" Our teacher says angrily. "No!" Everyone says. "That's what I thought. Now, about the project. This science project consists of writing a 3-5 page essay about evolution. You write whether or not you think evolution is a load of bullcrap, and why. And since this class is full of a bunch of retards, you'll be in groups of two. You children get to decide who you want to be partners with. Okay, go work on your projects now." Our teacher tells us. Everyone immediately chooses their partners, so I do the same. "Hey Stan-" I attempt to say before getting cut of by Kenny. "Sorry Kyle, I'm already partners with him." He gives me a smirk. I frown and roll my eyes. I know what Kenny's trying to do. He's trying to make me partners with fatass. No way. Cartman is so lazy when it comes to projects, and he would NEVER just do the project for my sake. "Sorry dude, Kenny asked to be partners first." Stan says. I ignore him. No need to respond. I just look for someone else to be my partner. Why don't I ask Craig? I walk over to him and ask.
"Hey Craig, wanna be partners?" I ask.
"No way, Tweek is my partner."
I frown. I look around and realize that everyone already has a partner and is working... except for Cartman. Damn it. I guess I have no choice. I walk over to him.
"Hey. Wanna be partners?" I ask unamused.
"Hmmm... Let me see... No!" Goddamnit Cartman.
"Seriously? You and I are the only ones who don't have partners! You can't say no!"
"But I just did."
"Ugh! I don't have time for this! Just do this with me, okay?"
"Fine, but you better not screw this up, jew."
I roll my eyes. "Let's just get started. We can both agree that evolution isn't true, right?"
"What do you mean? I believe in evolution."
"You're joking."
"No I'm not." Cartman snickers.
We argue a bit, but we eventually get on the same page. I move my desk next to his and we get to work. He's actually doing surprisingly well. I guess he's not stupid when he tries. Unfortunately though, he almost never tries in school... but today is an exception. He's still being his usual lazy self, but I can tell that he's trying a little. As we discuss our project, I find myself smiling. My anxiety is starting to fade away. From across the classroom, I catch Kenny smirking at me again, and my face flushes. Nevermind. I look back angrily at Kenny and he starts laughing. I get even more mad. "What's your problem, jew? Do you have sand in your vagina?" The fatass asks. "No, I don't have sand in my vagina!" I reply irritated. We continue working like we did before. I decided to stop glancing at Kenny, because I know he's just gonna be a dick. I feel his gaze on me though... he's watching me.
The bell rings.
I'm thankful it's over, but I'm not at the same time. I actually enjoyed myself (aside from Kenny staring at me). Huh. Maybe this isn't the worst day of my life after all.
Thank you for reading! X3
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