The next day, Stan didn't meet up with Kyle as they usually do. This was odd. As Kyle was approaching the stop he saw Kenny, Cartman, Stan, and Wendy. This isn't even Wendy's stop! Why the hell does Wendy have to be here!? Kyle got to the bus stop and stood there looking away from his super best friend and his girlfriend.

"Hey Jew fag!" Cartman shouted. "Did you miss me yesterday?"

"Hell the fuck no I didn't!" Kyle shouted.

"Whoa Kahl, do you have sand in your vagina again?"

"There's no sand in my fucking vagina!"

"Kyle." Stan said. "It's too fucking early to hear you yell."

"Oh shut up Stan! Go back to talking to your girlfriend and stay out of this!"

"Hey, don't snap at me! It's Cartman your mad at!"

"Is it Stan!?"

"What are you talking about?"

"...Nothing."

"Yep, definitely has a little sand in there." Cartman whispered to Kenny. Kenny ignored Cartman's comment and just sighed. If only Stan knew.

First period for Stan was with Wendy in World History. Luckily the couple got there first, ten minutes before the class began.

"Stan, can we talk?" Wendy asked.

"Yeah." Stan replied.

"What's going on between you and Kyle?"

"To be honest, I really don't know."

"Stan...you are so full of shit that your eyes are turning brown. You have been super clingy to me lately and avoiding Kyle."

"Look, I've been clingy because I feel like I haven't been giving you enough attention."

"I guess that's true. But what about Kyle?"

"We are just giving each other some space for awhile, nothing more."

"Then how do you explain this morning?"

"I really don't know. As Cartman said, he could have sand in his vagina."

"Okay...Stan?"

"Yes?"

"I've been thinking about our relationship lately."

"What about it?"

"I think I'm ready to take our relationship to the next level."

"What? Does this mean you're going to put out?"

"...Yes."

"Okay...so um...when are we going to do it?"

"I was hoping tonight. My parents won't be home."

"All right I'll come over around seven."

Stan approached the lunch table. He sat down next to Kyle and Kyle looked at him.

"Look, I'm sorry about this morning." Kyle said. "I didn't know what came over me."

"It's fine Kyle."

"Super best friends?"

"Super best friends."

"Hey fags." Cartman said sitting at the seat next to Kenny.

"We're not fags, Cartman. Shut up." Stan said.

"Whatever."

"If I'm such a fag then why am I going to Wendy's house tonight and scoring with her?" Everyone went wide eyed.

"What did you say?" Kyle asked.

"I was going to tell you a little later, but I guess it slipped. Yes, Wendy and I are going to have sex." Stan said.

"About damn time." Cartman said.

"...Excuse me..." Kyle said while standing up and taking his lunch with him. "I just remembered I have to get to my next class early." As Kyle left, Kenny stood up.

"Where the hell are you going, Kinny?" Cartman asked.

"Kyle and I are in the same class I need to get there early too."

"Whatever."

Kenny went down the hallway and straight to the men's room only to hear light sobbing from one of the stalls. Luckily nobody was in there so Kenny locked the door.

"Kyle?" Kenny asked.

"What?" Kyle whimpered from the stall.

"You need to come out of the stall so we can talk." Kenny replied. After a couple minutes of puking sounds and the toilet flushing, Kyle walked out of the stall.

"Why?" Kyle asked.

"Kyle, it's really no big deal."

"No big deal!? Sex is a big deal!"

"No, not really. You are being overdramatic."

"Oh I'm being overdramatic. How would you feel if the person you love was fucking someone else."

"Well, I wouldn't know because I've never been in love."

"Exactly!"

"...Are you still going to tell him?"

"I don't know. I don't really see the point if him and Wendy have gotten serious."

"You decide, But right now, we need to get you cleaned up and head to class."

"Thanks Kenny."

"No problem."