A/N: Okay, so I hope this chapter isn't too long. I didn't intend for it to be!

Chapter 2

Summer practically flew by. Between the games of Stick of Truth, Mortal Kombat, and basketball, plus video games. I even had time for Wendy issues. I blew her off at Bebe's party at the end of the school year, and she was pissed. She even broke up with me, but we're past that now. We made up and are still together, even though I still can't kiss her without getting sick to my stomach. Kyle and I are still Super Best Friends., and I'm assured nothing can change that.

"Dude, I'm kind of nervous. This is a whole new place and I don't wanna go through it without you." Kyle said. We were sitting on my front steps the night before school. "I wish we could stay the night together, I'd feel a little better." He said, resting his head on his hand. "I thought you were the one who wasn't worried, dude?" I asked. I was nervous too, but I was trying to keep my cool for him. "Yeah, I know, but it's tomorrow. It's weird to think that we could be put with a whole class of different people. What if I become best friends with Cartman because I don't know anyone else?" Kyle turned and looked straight at me. "Dude, I'm always gonna be your Super Best Friend, Ky. Don't worry. It's just school, yeah, you might want to be friends with someone else, but nobody can take your place Ky." I rested my hand on his shoulder, re-assuring him that everything would be alright, just like he did for me at the beginning of the summer. "Thanks, Stan. You're the best." He stood up and put his hands in his pockets. "I guess I better go home, it's almost dark and I don't want my mom to have a cow." "Okay, dude. I'll see you in the morning." I waved goodbye and walked inside where my sister was sitting on the couch.

"You and your little boyfriend have a nice chat, turd?" She smirked through her headgear. I rolled my eyes, "Oh yeah, we planned our wedding tonight." "Shut up, loser. You'll never get married." She said and flipped onto MTV. "You're one to talk." I said as I dodged a couch pillow before going upstairs to my room. I decided to lay out my outfit for tomorrow. Blue jeans, white V-neck, brown jacket, red and blue hat. The basics. Just because I was going to middle school didn't mean I was going to stray from the familiar clothes I always wore. I took my hat off my head and grabbed my pajamas. Kyle and I decided over the summer that we should get new pajamas. Terrance and Phillip were cool, but we were both getting taller, and they don't make them in our size anymore. At least the kid's kind. I grabbed the black and blue plaid pajama pants from my drawer and put them on along with a plain black t-shirt. I felt weird wearing it alone. Kyle and I had bought similar, his being green instead of blue, and a green shirt. I was so used to my regular pjs. But time to grow up some! I set my alarm on my phone for 6:00 a.m. and climbed into bed. I had a text from Kyle.

From Kyle: Thanks for talking me through that crisis, dude.

To Kyle: Anytime, Ky. That's what Super Best friends are for. : )

I smiled and locked my phone. He's definitely the best friend I could of wished for. I fell asleep thinking about how much Kyle and I have been through in the 10 years we've known each other.

I dreamed about Kyle in a different way. We were sitting at the park on the swings, talking about something that seemed important. I reached my hand out and Kyle grabbed it. We sat and swung in silence. I woke up confused. Maybe it just symbolized that we'll always be best friends through anything. Without another thought, I grabbed my backpack and headed for the door, making sure to grab 2 pop tarts before heading to the bus stop. "Have a good day at school, son." My dad said as I was walking out the door. "Thanks, dad."

Walking to the bus stop was different. It was a little darker outside and all 3 of the guys were already there. "Hey, dude." Kyle said as I walked up. "Hey, guys." I said, trying to not seem nervous. Kyle was dressed in his usual green ushanka, orange parka, with green pants and brown boots. Cartman had his red jacket on, but removed his hat and styled his hair. He looked a little more presentable than he usually did. Kenny let his hood down, but the bottom half still covered his mouth. He had fair blonde hair and light blue eyes now that the sunlight hit them. We all did different variations of waking up, eye rubbing, yawning, stretching, mindlessly fidgeting until the bus arrived.

The ride to school was silent for the most part. You could hear whispered conversations, but on the middle school bus you could listen to your music on the ride to and from. For being as early as it was, most of the kids picked that option. I pulled out the poptarts I grabbed before I left and offered Kyle one. "I got you a poptart if you're hungry." I said, holding it out. "Thanks dude! I'm starving. I woke up late and didn't have time to eat. What kind is it?" "Wildberry. You should know" I laughed. We ate our poptarts and continued the ride to school.

"Are you ready Stan?" Kyle asked me as we were approaching the school. "Yeah, I think so. Even if we are separated, I think we will be okay. We always have the bus ride to and from school to talk about stuff." I assured him, not letting him know I was nervous as hell too. "You're right, Stan, I don't know why I'm so worried." "It's because you and your boyfriend won't be able to be up each other's asses any more, huh Keenny." Cartman said over the back of our seat. "Shut up fatass." Kyle and I both said, laughing after.

The bus pulled up to the school and we were told to head toward the 6th grade hallway and look at the lists on the doors to find our homeroom. I was hoping that Kyle's name would be on the same list as mine, but it wasn't. "Hey Kyal, it looks like me and you have homeroom together. Too bad, huh Stan." Cartman came up and said real proud. He knows Kyle doesn't care for him and he knows it pisses me off that we aren't in the same class. He's just going to rub it in. "Shut the hell up, Cartman. I've got Kenny in mine, I'm just glad I can be away from you as much as possible." I said, staring down the list outside of my classroom. The bell rang and it was time do separate from Kyle. "Okay dude, maybe we will have lunch together. The day isn't over yet! I'll see you later, Stan." Kyle said as he began walking off towards his homeroom. "Okay, Ky. I'll see you later." I walked into my class and took a seat in the back next to Kenny. I was okay with that. Kenny was a really good friend, not my Super Best Friend, but he is one of my best friends. Even if I don't see Kyle, I can just tell him about my day, and he can still tell me about his. It will all be okay.

As soon as I was seated, the teacher walked in. "Mr. Garrison?" A few of us chimed at once. "Yes, children. It's me. They decided since there's more middle school children now, that I will be working at the middle school." He said as he began to pass around papers with our yearly schedule on it. I was somewhat relived because at least that was a familiar face. I looked around the room, there were a few faces I knew. Clyde, Token, Butters, and Jimmy. I breathed in and out normally for the first time since I sat down. 'I don't have to really get to know anybody. This is great.' I hated getting to know new people. I just couldn't relate to a lot of people's problems or interests. It just seems like my group of friends, even Cartman, sometimes, look out for each other.

My piece of paper landed in front of me. I looked at it. I have Math, History, Gym, Lunch, English, then Science. Seems easy. At least I can look forward to science, my favorite subject, at the end of the day before seeing Kyle. At that moment, I felt my phone go off. Speak of the devil.

From Kyle: Hey dude. I got History, Math, Gym, Lunch, Science, English. What did you get?

To Kyle: Math, History, Gym, Lunch, English, Science. We got gym and lunch together!

I was excited. I had no idea why I was so nervous about this whole thing. It was turning out alright. My phone went off again, this time from Wendy. 'Oh crap,' I thought, 'I haven't even talked to her today or anything.' I got too caught up over being with my Super Best Friend.

From Wendy: Hey Stan, what classes did you get?

To Wendy: Math, History, Gym, Lunch, English, Science. What about you?

Honestly, I wasn't worried. Like I said, our relationship was weird. One day we were okay, the next she freaks out, then back to normal. She keeps pressuring me to suck it up and kiss her, but I feel like that will come on its own time. Maybe I'm still too young to care about that as much.

From Wendy: Science, English, Lunch, Gym, History, Math. The complete opposite as you. I'm devastated!

To Wendy: It will be okay Wendy. We can always see each other before school and after.

We never saw each other that often, really. Occasionally if I was out with the guys and she would be with her girlfriends. Or if there was a school event or something like that. She never made and effort, and I really didn't either, but somehow, we were still a couple since 3rd grade. My phone stayed silent and I focused on class. Both Math and History were the same thing. Explaining what we were going to do for the whole year, the major tests we will have to take, introducing ourselves for the unfamiliar crowd, how class rotation worked, all the usual first day talking. It flew by.

Gym came and I hurried to the locker room. We were all assigned lockers and a uniform to change into. As I was opening my locker and getting ready to change, Kyle walked up. "Hey dude! I'm right next to you!" He smiled and opened his. "Kick ass dude!" That was alright with me. I'm glad I don't have to stand next to someone I don't know and change. Kyle and I were used to changing in front of each other since we always had sleep-overs. "I hope we play football today." I said to Kyle as we walked out of the locker room to the group that was gathering together in the middle of the gym. "Whatever dude, you know I'm good at basketball. Football is too complicated for me." Kyle said. "I know, either way, I'm just glad we get lunch next." We both laughed and the teacher began taking roll call.

After a chorus of 'here!' from the whole class we were told to take a seat on the bleachers to watch a safety video on proper use of gym equipment. Kyle and I sat next to each other, with Kenny, Butters, Craig, and Clyde around us. You could tell what students came from a different elementary, they were all grouped together. We sat and watched the lady on the video explain anything and everything that we could use in gym class, covered the tests we would have to do and safety when using the equipment. After the video was over, we all had to do the first day introduction and tell everyone what our favorite sport was and what games we hope to play throughout the year.

We were dismissed to go change back into our clothes and get ready to head to lunch. I was so excited. The poptart this morning was good and all, but an actual meal is exactly what I needed. Kyle and I finished up in the locker room and headed to the lunch room. "What are you going to get? We actually have options now." Kyle asked as we walked in. "And where do you wanna sit?" "One thing at a time dude. I wanna eat it all right now I'm so hungry." I replied. "What do you wanna eat? I could honestly go for anything." "Let's just go basic and get pizza. You can never go wrong with pizza." Kyle said, heading off in the direction of the pizza line, which was probably the longest line in the cafeteria. "Hey, fellas." Butters approached us in line. "Seems like everyone wants pizza today, huh?" He smiled. Butters was so, just so innocent. I always admired him for that. "Yeah, it's probably because we all just want to stay safe. It looks like nothing but 6th graders this lunch." Kyle said, looking around. We finally moved up in line to get our food and there were still a lot of kids behind us. We sat down at a table off in the corner, which was nice because it wasn't as loud. It was Kyle, Butters, and me. Shortly after Tweek and Craig joined us. As soon as Craig sat his tray down, the bell rang dismissing lunch. "What the fuck? That's bullshit." Craig said, quite loudly. "D-don't say that so loud! You're g-going to get into t-trouble!" Tweek stammered, holding onto Craig's shoulder. "I'm going to sit here until I'm done. I mean, it's going to take everyone forever to throw away trash, so it'll be fine." I said, trying to thin the air. We all hurried and finished eating by the time just about everyone was out of the cafeteria.

The last half of the day went by super-fast. The 5 of us split ways to finish up the last half of the school day. It didn't take long. Pretty much same scenario in each, introduce ourselves, learn what we're going to learn, book assigning, etc. I was gathering my belongings and heading for the bus to go home in no time.