A/N: I would just like to inform everyone who reviewed, that my reviews aren't showing up, it's saying that I have four reviews, but when I go to look there are none there.
I do not have it set to where I have to approve guest reviews, so I have no idea why it's doing this.
It's also doing the same thing to my friend.
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Also, last chapter, I said Wendy's dad's name was Mark, I actually don't know his name, it didn't say on the wiki, but he looks like a Mark to me. In this chapter, I said Wendy was born in Feb, once again, I have no idea when her birthday is, but she seems like an Aquarius.
Anyway, now on to chapter two!
I tried to keep my composure, I tried to not let my freak-out show on my face.
"Wow, I can't believe your ex-girlfriend and I are step-siblings, dude." Kyle said, his face was pale with shock.
I looked over at Wendy, she was smiling,
"This is going to be so cool, I've always wanted to know what it was like to have siblings." She said.
"Siblings are a pain in the ass." Craig said before flipping her off and turning back to his conversation with Clyde.
"Yea, first you had no siblings, now you're going to have two little brothers." Bebe said.
"Little brothers? We're the same age." Kyle said.
"Yea well, you and Wendy were born in the same year, but she was born in Febuary, and you were born in May, meaning she's a couple of months older than you." Bebe explained.
"A couple of months doesn't count, dude." Kyle said.
"While they're aruging, do you want to go talk in private?" Wendy whispered in my ear.
"Sure." I said with a shrug as I followed her out into the hallway.
"This is the best thing that could have ever happened for our relationship! Now you can come over all the time, and you can tell my dad that you're just visiting Kyle, it's that fantastic?" She practically squealed. It was really weird, Wendy wasn't much of a squealer.
"Oh..yea, it's great." I said with an uneasy smile.
"You don't sound too enthuastic about it." Wendy said, sounding slightly offended.
"Oh, I am, I just feel bad about using Kyle, that's all." I said with a shrug.
That was half a lie though, the real truth, was that if Kyle even got a hint of Wendy and I, he would totally go off the deep-end, the same goes for Wendy as well, they are two of the most passionate people I know, and even though they're both super logical, their emotions tended to rule them.
"I'm sure he'll understand, he's your best friend and all." She said.
"So you want me to tell him about us? You do know he cracks really easily under pressure right? Your dad would probably find out very easily if Kyle knew about us." I said.
"Oh no, I guess you're right, well, it won't be long until my grade is up." She said with a sad smile.
"I'm really sorry Wendy." I said, feeling guilty.
"It's not your fault, but hey look, I have to go now, maybe we can kiss again or something in the janitor's closet." She said with a shrug before walking off.
I let out a light sigh, I couldn't understand why she was so upset, I mean, she was the one who had a bad grade, that had nothing to do with me. Okay, well, maybe it had a little bit to do with me, she started slacking off a little bit after we first had sex, so maybe it was connected?
"Hey dude, I guess you can't sneak in through my bedroom window at night anymore. Well, I guess you could, but it'd be super awkward with your ex-girlfriend right in the house." Kyle said with a small laugh, I guessed he had waited until everyone was out of eye and ear-shot before talking to me about that.
"Yea, that would be weird." I said with a smirk. I was pretty happy that he had brought that up, I didn't want to hurt both of them in the same day.
I was about to lean over to kiss him, when I saw the infamous Eric Cartman coming towards us.
Eric Cartman grew up to look like a super model, not really, he grew up to look like a jack ass. He reached 5'8" in height, he had shaved his head, and he got a tattoo of a swastika on the top of his head, he also got his nose pierced, and he was now almost 600 pounds.
"Hey Fags." He greeted us. Even though we didn't hang out with him anymore, he still loved to taunt us, especially Kyle.
"What do you want Fat ass?" I groaned, Kyle didn't say anything, he hadn't spoken a word to Cartman since he kicked his ass over his swastika tattoo.
"I got a job, people pay me money to walk on them, it's a fetish." He said smugly.
"Yea right." I said as Kyle rolled his eyes.
"No, I'm seriously, I get paid like a thousand dollars for each person I walk on." He said.
"Well, you better be saving that money to pay for their medical bills, Tubby." Kyle said with a snort.
"Ay! Don't make fun of my weight you fucking Jew!" Cartman snapped.
"Don't belittle my people, Fat ass!" Kyle snapped back.
"So you're talking to him again?" I asked Kyle, however, he was too into his argument with Cartman to hear me.
I sighed and gave him a small wave before walking over to where Craig and those guys were huddled up talking. After everyone ate, they usually hung out in the hall until the bell rang, not many people liked going outside except for the Melvins.
"Hey guys, what's up?" I asked. Even though we were rivals in elementary school, we were friends now, even if I didn't like Token that much.
"Hey Stan, do you want a taco?" Clyde asked. Clyde liked to make tacos and sell them at school, just so he could buy MORE tacos, it really didn't make any sense to me.
"Uh, no thanks." I said, remembering a time when Bebe said she found a piece of chewed gum in her taco that she had bought from Clyde.
"Are you sure? I used my special sauce this time." Clyde said.
"Your uh..what?" I asked with my brow raised slightly, I really hoped he didn't mean what I thought he did.
"My special sauce, it's a blend of tomato paste with garlic and mustard." He said proudly. I breathed out a sigh of relief, causing everyone to give me a weird look.
"Get your mind out of the gutter, Marsh." Craig said with a snort.
"Shut up, Craig." I said, flipping him off.
"Hey! That's MY thing." He huffed before flipping me off with both hands, if he wasn't wearing shoes, I'd imagine that he was also flipping me off with his toes as well.
"Jesus Christ Craig! He stole your thing! What if he steals your identity next!?" Tweek exclaimed. Even though he was calmer than he used to be, he still had his freak outs.
"Hm, baseball star, football star, the guy that everyone loves, or me, I think I'd rather let Marsh have my identity, as long as I get his." Craig said.
"Aw come on Craig, you're not THAT bad, at least you try my tacos." Clyde said with a smile.
"I only try them because last time no one bought any of your tacos, you came to my house and cried for four hours." Craig said.
"Jerk." Clyde said, though it was easy to tell that he wasn't really mad.
"So, where's McCormick? I haven't seen him today." Craig said.
"Oh, he was attacked by a squirrel and killed before we got on the bus." I said. Kenny still died a lot, however, he didn't die as much as he did when we were kids. He grew up to be pretty attractive, he no longer wore his hood, and he had grown his hair out to his jaw. He was now 5'6", and he was as thin as a rail.
"Why?" I then asked.
"We were supposed to take pictures for yearbook club." He said.
"Oh, have you taken any pictures yet?" I asked.
"Yea, wanna see?" He asked holding out is digital camera.
"Sure." I said with a shrug, taking the camera and flipping through the photos.
I saw a picture of Clyde giving Token bunny ears with his fingers, a picture of Kyle doing his work in Science, a picture of the cheerleaders, a picture of Cartman eating, a picture of Kyle eating, a picture of Clyde trying to sell his tacos, a picture of Mr Gas, the History teacher, a picture of Kyle looking thoughtful. As I looked through the whole album, I noticed that over half of them were pictures of Kyle. I found it pretty odd, it was also pretty odd how Craig called everyone in my group by their surnames except for Kyle.
"Why do you have so many pictures of Kyle?" I asked, handing Craig his camera back.
"He photographs well." Craig said with a shrug.
"Anyway, if you see McCormick, will you tell him he needs to get some pictures of his own taken or Mrs Sands will dock his grade?" Craig asked, quickly changing the conversation.
"Yea, sure." I said with a shrug, however, I still felt suspicious.
The bell rang right then, and I could have sworn I saw a look of relief pass over Craig's face.
"See you all later." I said before heading off to my next class. I felt confused, guilty, sad, and curious all at the same time. I had no idea how I would make my relationship with Kyle and Wendy work out without either of them finding out, I guessed that I would have to get more creative.
A thought then hit me, I could get each of them to join an after school club with me! I would make sure we were each in clubs that had meetings on different days. It was perfect! I just hoped it would work.