The Reason

Chapter 2: It's Like Being A Kid Again

Stan's eyes widened as Kyle could feel the sweat roll down his back, darkness covering them as the shadow of Shelley grew wider as she drew in on them. Shelley Marsh had just turned 20 but she was till the twisted 13 year old inside, tormenting little kids and still frightening everything that saw her. She was one of those people who snapped at the tiniest thing and even beat up her brother several times. She really loved her brother and would do anything for him, as long as it didn't't involve bothering her, anything to do with her or effect her in any way possible - so practically nothing.

"Why are the turds out of school early?" She sarcastically asked as she began circling the two frightened boys. Even now she could make them cry just like when they where kids with just a single look. "I don't think you were dismissed, am I right turd?".

"Shelley please don't tell mom or dad I skipped class, last time I was grounded for two weeks and if they find out again then I'll be grounded for a month! I'll do anything!" Stan pleaded in terror for his own safety, Kyle was even getting on his knees to beg for help. Shelley's eye twinkled with deliciously evil things she could inflict on the two twerps that begged for her help.

2001 Bonanza Street, the Marsh residence is where the two friends found themselves, emptying their wallets and bribing Shelley to keep quiet about skipping school. "Now sit in here until mom and dad come back and don't make a sound turds! I'm gonna listen to my CD's so I don't wanna see or hear either one of you!"

The door to Stans bedroom was slammed and Kyle and Stan found themselves hostages in Stans bedroom. The room was like any other teens room, messy made bed, posters of favourite bands on the wall, wardrobe and chest of draws where Stan kept his creased clothes and a TV on top of his drawers. "Dude it's been a while since I've been here" Kyle admitted when he looked around the teens sanctuary, "I like what you've done with it!" he joked as he dived onto the bed.

"Nothing big…" Stan modestly replied as he dived onto the bed next to Kyle, attacking his younger friend. "…You had to pull me out the theatre didn't you!" He laughed as he pinned Kyle down. "If we just stayed there Shelley would never of found us!"

"Sure blame me!" Kyle laughed as he managed to escape from under Stans body. "You wanted out of there just like I did!".

The room feel silent as both boys sat up. "It's kinda weird huh?" Stan asked as Kyle moved next to him.

"Yeah, even though we see each other every day, it's been a while since we were alone without Kenny or fat-ass".

"I was thinking the same thing a few hours ago. I guess it is just weird seeing as we don't really have any alone time" Stan joked as he scratched the back of his head.

"Are you going to start crying now and break out the tea and chocolates?" Kyle joked at Stans un-masculine proposal. Stan just laughed and jumped to his feet.

"You know what I mean. We never really spend time together anymore, it's always the four of us. I think we need to ditch Cartman and Kenny for a while, I think we need to help our friendship" Stan boldly said, clenching a fist tightly as Kyle was taken back in surprise.

"Well we ditched them at the theatre so I guess we're off to a good start" Kyle joked as Stan took a seat on the bed. "Ok dude, so what do you want to do?".

Stan looked around his room, trying to find something they could both do to keep themselves entertained. He and Kyle always played video games as kids so why should they stop now? He quickly dived to the floor and reached under his bed, pulling out a dusty box. Blowing the dust off and opening the box, he showed Kyle the old game station they always played when they were kids.

"I haven't played that in years! Hook it up dude!" Kyle chuckled as he helped himself to the pile of old games they used to play. Quickly setting it up, both boys became rivals as they played the low resolution games while laughing at old memories of their childhood.

"Stupid Stan and Kyle, leave us at the theatre!" Cartman raged as he approached the front door of Stans house as Kenny slowly followed behind. Eric had noticed they were gone when Kenny tried to sneak out of the movie as well several minutes later. How dare they leave Cartman behind, and he was gonna let them have some candy; if the got on their knees and begged for it while rubbing Cartmans feet. The only reason Kenny planned on leaving was because the thought of being left alone with Cartman was like putting raw meat in a tank full of hungry sharks.

"STAN! I KNOW YOUR IN THERE WITH THE JEW!" Cartman yelled as he banged on the door, demanding an explanation for ditching them at the movies. As the door violently shook with Cartmans rage, little did he know that on the other side of the door was hell itself; the door quickly flew open and Cartmans body froze as the burning eyes of Stans sister answered the door. Pale faced, heart stopped in it's track and lack of blood flow was the only way to describe Cartman as he felt his life slipping away from the sheer thought of Shelley.

"……….Shelley………..Hi…..is-" Cartman stuttered, careful not to make any sudden moves.

Stan tapped furiously at the controller in hand, determined not to lose to Kyle again as he tried to push Kyle's player away. The score was 2:2 and Stan knew he would have to play dirty to win; the game was no longer about fun but about pride and glory to see who is the best Mortal Combat player. Kyle bit his bottom lip as he tried to keep Stans player in his grasp and drain him of his life. Only a few taps left and Kyle would win, finally keeping his title as the best mortal combat player until…

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" a voice yelled from outside.

"What was that dude?" Kyle asked as he turned to the window, curious to see what had happened outside to cause such a fuss. Stan saw his opportunity and quickly managed to regain control of his player once again and abuse Kyles character to a pulp. "No fair Stan!" Kyle yelled as her tried desperately to win but alas, Stan was declared the winner and took Kyles title as best Mortal Combat player.

Stan jumped to his feet, arms stretched in the air with triumphant as he finally defeated Broflovskis. Kyle could only look on in bitterness of losing the title he held as a kid and up till now he had never lost; Stan continued to celebrate his winning as he wandered over to the window to see what had cause Kyle to lose is focus.

From the frost window Stan and Kyle witnessed a podgy figure down the end of the driveway being beat up by a aggressive and furious sibling of Stans. Screams of panic where heard as war cries where heard from Shelley as she slammed the figure into the ground, punching and kicking them till all body strength had vanished from the lifeless like body lying in the disturbed snow.

"Dude glad we're up here!" Stan laughed as he tried to see who Shelley just abused for disturbing her life, it was to blurry to see whom was now struggling to their feet and trying to escape frantically. "Who was that?".

Another school day had approached at South Park High and Stan, Kyle, Kenny and the entire student body had all been called for an emergency assembly along with the remaining staff. Four seats where empty in the centre row and the friends quickly made it for them, squeezing past old friends and classmates to grab them. "Dude has anyone seen Cartman?".

The school rector walked onto the empty stage as the entire hall fell silent, waiting to hear the urgent news. "Good morning. As you are all aware of there has been a lack of staff recently due to the sewage problems in the toilets, we are hoping to get them fixed within the next few weeks so again I apologies for the inconvenience. The point of this assembly is that we have reorganised all students timetables so all classes have been rearranged for more convenience; classes have been merged together to save staff and time so expect larger groups in your new classes…."

Stan could feel himself smile to himself, maybe he would get to be in the same class as Kyle and the others instead of just seeing him at lunch times.

"…Due to merging more classes together, we have more open time slots so I'm sorry to tell you but all students have been assigned another class to take". The entire assembly hall huffed and sighed at the news they would need to study another subject; why could they not just get a few free periods like other schools? "I have had several meetings with the towns elementary school where most of you are from and yesterday we came to the agreement that staff from the elementary school will be teaching your classes for a short period of time until we can get full time teachers. Your new timetables are waiting for you at reception so please collect them right now and head to your first class. Remember you are to show great respect for your teachers, new or old and show respect to the helping staff. That is all".

As the students exited the hall, Stan couldn't help but try and stay close to Kyle, hearing the good news that they may be in the same classes just made Stans body feel all warm. Maybe things would go back to the way they where when they were all kids. The crowded reception area was packed as they tried handing out everyone's timetable, yelling and shouting filled the air as more and more students came to join in the riot of their schedules.

"I think we better wait, there is no rush" Kyle laughed as he took a seat to the side, waiting for the crowd to die down and finally get his timetable. Although logical as it seemed, Stan just wanted to know if fate would allow them all to be reunited to become the troublesome foursome. As the crowed seemed to shrink, Stan couldn't help but fidget; the nerves were to much. Even with classes merging, what if Kyle was in none of them? What if he was moved out of his PE class and into another one? No classes with Kyle, if that would happen then Stans friendship with Kyle would practically be on the rocks.

Stan wasn't obsessive with Kyle or anything, it's just that he always found it hard to make new friends and if Kyle stopped being his, he would end up alone. He would still have Kenny and Cartman but the only reason he hanged with them was because of Kyle. Why was it that every time Stan thought of his best friend nothing else seemed to matter in the world?

"Ok dude I got our timetables!"

Stan broke out his daze and looked up to see Kyle handing him his timetable. Stan without hesitation quickly grabbed his timetable along with Kyles, comparing there schedules to see what fate could happen. His eyes widened as his heart stopped.

Same. They both had the same timetable, both in the same classes apart from Kyles 'Art 101' to Stans 'Physics 101'; it seemed things were getting better already. "Dude!" Stan yelled in bliss as he handed Kyle his time table again.

"I know, isn't it great! Kenny has the same classes as us as well" Kyle explained as he handed Kenny his timetable.

"And Cartman?"

Kyle rolled his eyes and stuffed his timetable into his pocket, "Don't know, don't care about him. He can get his own timetable."

'English 101' was there first class and as they walked in, the classroom was full of life and as Kyle peered around the room, he couldn't believe who his classmates where. It seemed that everyone from his 4th grade class was here, Wendy and Token sitting near the back, his old friend Jimmy and Timmy where laughing. Even Butters was in the class. Stan couldn't believe it, it seemed that his wish was really gonna come true. What where the odds of ending up in a class with old classmates from almost over 5 years ago?

Through the classroom door stood a figure wearing a long trench coat, face hidden by the hood as they took a deep breath and walked through into the class of students and dreading their reactions; it had been too long since things where like what they would be.

"Good Morning class!" the figure spook as they made there way to the desk, turning away from the class and taking off the coat revealing a male teacher. He was an older man as the very little hair around his head was grey and the sight of the glasses legs where seen from behind. Strangely enough his posture was rather feminine, and his clothes where not the most masculine. He wore three quarter length trousers that seemed to bee slightly tight showing the shape of his leg and a green blouse. "All right class before we start today's lessons allow me to introduce myself".

Kyle look at the back of the teacher, his mind going a mile a minute as he tried to piece the pieces of this puzzle into place. This man seemed so familiar just by the way he had acted and spoke. All the students pondered for a second or two until one by one they all came to the same conclusion that they knew who this odd teacher was.

"MR GARRISON?" Stan yelled out, awaiting a respond in anticipation.

Silence filled the room as the teacher stood silent.

"THAT'S MRS GARRISON!" He yelled as he jumped around, showing off his large, proud cleavage and some what camel toe to the students. While the gang where still in 4th grade their teacher formally know as 'Mr' Garrison had a lot of issues with 'not being gay' but 'a woman trapped in a mans body'. He had the 'operation' and soon adapted to his new lifestyle which was strangely excepted by everyone. Ever since his new 'body parts' where given to him all those years ago he had seemed to become a whole new person, still rude and obsessive but a little less uptight.

"It is Mrs Garrison!" They all shouted, some in joy for not seeing their old elementary teacher for years, others moaning for having to spend time with the freak again. He couldn't help but smile seeing all his old student from all those years ago, everyone was there; not a single soul was missing.

"Good to see you all again, look how you have all grown since I last saw you all and look how fabulous I look since you last saw me!" He laughed as he struck a pose for his old student and now new students.

Everything was too unreal for Stan, they where all in the same class together like when they were kids, they had the same teacher when they were kids and there friendship was just like the one they had when they were kids. "It's like being a kid again" Stan laughed as everyone started to talk to old friends and Mr Garrison talked to his student.

"Ok Class I know its exciting that we are all reunited like this but I'm only here as a temp so I we have to get started on your work, now lets see what we have planned" Mrs Garrison laughed as he…..she walked over to the table to see what the school board had planned out for her to teach. "Well first of all we can fuck this shit!" She sarcastically hissed as she tossed the plan into the trashcan and decided to teach her class they way she did all those years ago.

"Ok little change in plans, I'm gonna split you into teams of two and each team is to hand in two pieces of work. First piece is an original piece of fiction allowing me to see how your creative writing skills have improved and a report on a subject of your choice, letting me see how your factual finding has grown. Ok let me take out the register and see who we have. You know what? I think I will just go on the original teams we had in elementary school, they always worked out so lets see. Bebe you will work with Wendy; my look how you two have grown, all pretty and slutty looking" she mumbled under her breath.

"Craig and Tweek; wow still got that twitch thing going on huh Tweek?" And as Mrs Garrison looked at the next name on the register she could just remember all the trouble that group got into. She looked up to see the three boys sitting together just like when they were kids, it brought a small smile to her face. "Well look at you boys, all handsome and good looking, if I weren't your teacher I'd humph you unti…………" she silently trailed off as she looked at the group of good looking guys with a look of lust growing on her face. "Kyle will be with Stan and…" she went on with at the back of the class it was gossip time for the girls.

"Hey Wendy, look how hot Kyle is!" a curly, blonde girl squealed at the sight of her old crush. Bebe Stevens was one of those girls who talked about three things; Clothes, Crushes and Condom usage. She was known as 'the school bicycle', she had already been with the entire football and basketball team and mid way through the baseball team. Once she saw something in her sight she got it one way or another and re seeing her old crush from as a kid, she wanted a piece of that. "I'd sure tap that sweet ass".

"Nah, besides if you look at Stan, he's kinda cute from back here" Wendy teased as her eyes scanned the unaware teen.

"What about Token, he's kinda hot and you are dating him" Bebe asked as her mind ran perverted thought of Kyle and what she would do for him.

"What Token doesn't know wont hurt him" Wendy Giggled as they girls continued to talk about the boys as Mrs Garrison finished pairing up the class.

Well class I could keep you all here for the next hour and talk about some English poet that's long gone and no one really gives a shit about or we can catch up on thing and I can tell you everything I've been up too!". Any excuse to talk about herself and brag. With legs crossed and sitting on her desk, Mrs Garrison began talking about how she travelled to Europe and had several affairs until the interruption of the classroom door being slammed open.

"STAN!" The angry teen yelled as he looked through black and blue eyes.

Everyone looked to see Cartman covered in bandages and bruises from the previous nights encounter with Shelley.

"You're bitch of a sister beat me up last night all because you and the Jew ditched me! And worst of all…. He ranted on about until a subtle cough interrupted him

"Eh hem?". Cartman looked over to the teachers desk to see the face of his old childhood mentor. "Hello Eric" she smiled.

"No……. NOOOOOOOOOOO!"