DISCLAIMER: I don't own South Park sadly. It belongs to Trey and Matt (And I am sooo not looking forward to tomorrow's episode...).

"Ah, Mr. McCormick. You decided to join us today." I rolled my eyes and took my seat which gave me a good view of Kyle. I guess I was slightly hung over him.

"Yeah yeah Teach." As if I knew her name. I barely kept track of any teacher's name after three years ago. School was as interesting as watching ice melt, and even that is more interesting.

Now, thanks to the teacher all eyes were on me. Kyle's, Stan's, Bebe's, even Fat ass'. Thankfully Butters was beside me since Bebe was with Wendy. Probably to keep her far away since she didn't approve of me.

"Alright class, I'm giving you all an in class group assignment. There will be groups of twos and one group of three." The teacher proclaimed and turned to write the assignment on the board. Great. Work. This is what I get for coming to class. I shot Bebe a glare and she gave me an apologetic smile and shrugged. This quickie better be good.

Looking around I saw Token, Clyde and his boyfriend, Kevin, in a group. Of course Stan and Tucker in another. Bebe and Wendy together. I guess I was with Butters when he moved his desk beside mine. Almost everyone but Fat ass and Kyle were in a group.

"No way I'm working with a FAG." Cartman looked pissed as fuck while Kyle just looked sad. Everyone except for Stan were looking at the source of noise. On Marsh's face there was something that looked like a mix of hurt and regret. Poor, poor Kyle. By now Teach and Cartman were in a heated argument. Looking like it might end with Cartman proclaiming the other to "suck my balls." I sighed and stood up.

"We'll take him. Kyle I mean. I don't care for Fat ass."

"Aye! At least I'm not a whore Kenneh." I rolled my eyes.

"Your point?"

Before Cartman could give his dumbass response Teach interrupted. "Alright, Kyle, are you ok with this?" I saw Kyle give a quick nod and smiled at me. His smile somehow made me warm inside.

I felt another desk get pushed against the other side of my desk. Sure enough Kyle was there still smiling.

"Oh hey there Kyle. Glad you can join us." Butters piped up.

"Hey and thanks Butters. And thank you Ken…" I nodded in response.

"Gee I never heard Kenny get called that in a while. Except maybe from Bebe sometimes."

"Oh. Are you and Bebe going out?"

I shrugged. "Not really."

"Oh?" Kyle raised an eyebrow.

"Uh huh. So what do we need to do? Haven't been here for almost a month. Bebe made me break my record."

No one has ever made me work as hard as Kyle made me. And strangely I didn't mind. I had a good feeling about our assignment.

Finally lunch arrived and yet again everyone was in their little cliques. Everyone but Kyle. And of course Bebe thought it would be a wonderful idea if we ate with him. And here I was between Bebe and Butters and across from him. Yet I couldn't seem to get rid of the feeling of being watched. The first half was filled with awkward silence. Then Bebe and Kyle got into a pretty passionate conversation on some fashion trends. Butters was listening politely. I wasn't listening all at.

"Well if it isn't Marsh's fuckbuddy, McCormick." An all too familiar voice spoke. The other's didn't notice so I turned and there was asshole Craig.

"Tucker, what do you want?"

"Oh nothing. But shouldn't you talk to your other best friend? I think it's a little fishy you show out of nowhere after Jew boy and Marsh break up.

I rolled my eyes and stood up. By now the whole table was paying attention to us.

"Listen Tucker, I'm seeing someone already. I'll go talk to him if it'll calm your dick." I signaled the other I'd be back and made my way to Craig's table. Of course Token, Clyde and Kevin were there. But Stan was there too.

Craig sat on top of Stan's lap. "Oh Stanny look whose here to see you. It's Kenny!~"

Stan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Ugh what did you do now Craig? And get off of me." He pushed said boy off and stood.

"Is that how you treat your boyfriend?" Craig sounded slightly offended in his monotone voice.

"Craig we're NOT going out. Come on Kenny." Stan grabbed my arm and dragged me away from the table. "Sorry about that. Ever since me and Ky broke up he's been like that."

"I see."

"Yeah man, anyways how have you been?"

"Eh, here and there. I get around."

"You and Bebe?"

"An item I guess? We live together now but I've been working a lot." That seemed to surprise Stan.

"A working man now?"

"Something like that, so what happened with you and Brof?"

"Eh, a lot."

"You and Tucker?"

"We're NOT dating. I want to make sure Ky's ok and finds someone first. Someone he loves more than just a friend."

My eyebrow rose. "Then why aren't you with him right now?"

"Try going back to being best friends with someone after dating for three years."

"That's why I don't fuck or date best friends. You never see me seducing Butters."

"Ha true. Bebe?"

"After we started dating she became friendly. Besides we aren't really dating."

"Ah."

"Stan?"

"Yes?"

"What kind of nickname is Stanny?"

"…Shut up."

I chuckled. Guess we were pals again. We bid our goodbyes and I went back to check on my table. I've never really felt sorry for anyone except for Bebe, but when I saw Kyle there alone I felt bad. I've never say anyone this alone since that Frenchie. I sat back down on my seat causing Kyle to look up.

"So do you eat anything but gum?" Kyle looked down at the empty space before him. I haven't seen him eat all day.

"I guess. Sometimes dinner."

"Well that's not good. You of all people should know that. You'll die scrawny." Kyle smiled.

"Never knew you cared."

"I don't."

Kyle rolled his eyes. "Why aren't you eating anything?"

"Too poor."

"The food is free here."

"Really? Sweet."

"What are you doing Ken?"

I stopped. I was half way out of my seat. "Getting some grub."

"It's closed now."

"Oh. Damn." I sat back down.

"So why are you alone?"

"Wendy took Bebe and Fat ass took Butters. They figured it would be easy since you weren't there."

"Guess this means you're stuck with only me. Oh come over tonight. I wanna make sure you don't die scrawny." Kyle gave me a small smile.

"Don't know where you live Ken."

"Ah right. Doing anything after school then?"

"No."

"Then walk with me to my apartment. I'll try to keep you entertained Ky." I winked and he blushed. Kyle looked good blushing. It suited him. Guess I forgave him.

"We should get to class."

"You go ahead. I have something to do."

"See you Ken."

"Bye Ky."

I made my way to the SP Gals' table.

"Oh, hey ladies."

"Hey Kenny." They all responded.

"I need to borrow Bebe right now."

Wendy scoffed, "More like fuck."

"You know it." I winked and Bebe elbowed me lightly.

"I'll be back Wendy." Bebe took my hand and walked out the lunchroom with me.

"I invited Ky over. Quickie time?"

Bebe rolled her eyes, "You're too much Ken. Alright." She led me to a nearby janitor's closet and locked it behind herself.

It started off with her kissing me and me responding with touches. Sweet moans were produced with each touch, rub, grope, and thrust. Even though she felt like a tight enclosed piece of heaven it still felt empty.

A/N: Hihi. Sorry this took long. I'm too lazy. I need to stop this. FJOGJODGJODGJOGJOG. But yeah, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Don't forget to review and give me some feedback if you liked it or not!~