I WIN! :D
When Kyle awoke the next morning it took him a while to realise where he was. He glanced at the clock on the table between Kenny's and his beds that read 11:23 and shot up in his bed. They were late for school. And then he stopped, shook his head, and realised it was Sunday.
He rubbed his eyes and swung his legs off the edge of the bed, knowing he wouldn't be able to sleep anymore. Kenny, however, seemed quite capible, and while Kyle dressed he made no signs of waking up. Kyle didn't really fancy going out in to the house alone, but he fancied staying and watching Kenny sleep even less, and it seemed mean to wake him. So he quietly opened the door and slipped out, being sure he had his key with him.
There was no one in the hall but he could hear people talking in their rooms. He wandered down the stairs and the down stairs hall to the lobby, as Matt had called it. A few guys were sitting and chatting in the chairs, and as he approached, one called out to him.
"Kenny still sleeping then?" he asked in a British accent. Kyle nodded and he laughed. "I'll bet he is. I would be too if my body didn't automatically get up at six am. Poor Addie'll be sleeping till two, probably, he's exausted. We keep you up at all?"
"Uh, no," said Kyle, not quite getting what he meant.
He must of picked up on this because he imediately said, "But surely you heard us?"
"Heard you what?" asked Kyle, still not understanding.
"Fucking, of course!" he said, sounding surprised. "Kenny certainly heard it, he came knocking at our door to ask if he could join."
Kyle blinked. That was why Kenny was sleeping so much.
"Now either we were being louder than I thought and you've just got bad hearing, or Kenny's just got really good hearing."
"I think it's the second one," he said, trying to sound casual, but the conversation was making him uncomfortable. "My ears aren't bad, and Kenny's senses have probably been enhanced after all these years of dying." One of the boys looked confused and was about to say something, but Kyle continued. "But how exactly did Kenny join you guys? I mean, unless you did a train or something..."
The British boy stared at him and his cheeks flushed red, wishing he hadn't asked. And then he burst out laughing, but this only caused Kyle to blush deeper.
"Straight, huh?" said the boy, still laughing. "No, me and Kenny are pretty much strict tops so we gave Addie a little double penetration. I expect it hurts like hell, cause he cries every time we do it, but he never complains."
"Myky, what the hell are you telling him?"
Kyle turned around to see Denny, one of Leroy's friends, standing behind him. He had wavy brown hair and apermanantly sarcastic look about him.
"Hey, he asked," said Myky, still stiffling a laugh.
"Sorry about him," said Denny, ignoring him. "Come on, you hungry? I'll take you to breakfast since Matt's still down there."
"Bye, Kylie!" called Myky as they left the building.
"Mykyel Covington," explained Denny. "He's shameless and you'd do best not to find yourself alone with him. Addison was straight too, until he got roomed with him. Says he seduces like a god and his ass has never been happier. Sick little thing, Addison. Right slut, now Myky's got hold of him."
"Er, right," said Kyle, feeling uneasy at the prospect of living next door to such guys, especially if Kenny was going to be having threesomes with them. "Will they still be serving breakfast at this time?"
"Well, not a lot of people get up real early on weekends, but they still make enough for all of us. So we get it when we come, it's just not quite as fresh. The cooks are alright, really, not as strict as the regular teachers."
They walked in silence across the grounds to the cafeteria. Quite a few guys from other houses were making their way there as well and a couple of them stared curiously at Kyle. Denny ignored them however so he tried to as well. When they entered the cafeteria, Kyle noticed vaguely that people from Oak House were all clumped together and there were four other little clumps. Matt was adressing his house scornfully.
As they approached, however, his face softened and he smiled at them. "Oh, thank you, Denny," he said cheerfully. "I'm sorry I couldn't take you, Kyle, you slept a bit too late for me. Denny will get your food with you."
Denny sighed, looking not at all happy about the responsibility, but nodded and tugged Kyle along. Kyle was quite pleased to find bacon, eggs, toast, and a wide assortment of milk and juices. He received his trey with a cheerful smile from the man who gave it to him and followed Denny back to the Oak House table.
Matt had stopped telling them off and was now sitting quietly, doing nothing. He must have finished his breakfast by then. The boys sitting at the table were all rather keen to talk to Kyle, and all throughout his time in the cafeteria, Matt kept having to remind them where they were angrily whenever someone from another house looked towards the commotion.
Denny was a lot faster in eating since Kyle kept having to stop to answer questions, and he soon left without him. When Kyle had finished half the table offered to take him back, having finished already, and Matt burried his head in his arms as he left, surrounded by a hord or giggling guys. It was quite unnerving for him, as guys from other houses were giving them the weirdest looks yet.
"Kyle, dude, you should have woken me up!"
Kenny was in the lobby, talking cheerfully with Mykyel and two blond boys Kyle didn't know. They gave Kyle the same odd looks his "girls" had and he pointedly averted his eyes from them. "I thought I should let you sleep since you stayed up later than me. Besides, I was fine on my own."
The blond boys tighted there gazes on him, as if he was completely mad for believing he could survive a morning without Kenny's assitance. Kyle's new found groupies returned equaly unfriendly looks, as if they were mad for believing Kenny would be better suited for assisting Kyle than them. Kyle found both of the theoretical statements rather annoying and he informed them that he had something he needed to do, and hurried up to his room. These people... they were just rediculous. He didn't want to be fawned over for being the new guy who was supposedly cute. He didn't want to be hated because he was childhood friends with Kenny. He didn't want to receive freaked out looks from every passing non-Oak House person who happened by because of it. They were nice and everything, and Kyle would be happy to be friends with quite a few of them, and he really was happy to see Kenny again, but he wanted to go home. He wanted to see Stan.
Kenny's computer had a password and Kyle guessed at it randomly. Boobs. Vagina. Dildo. Unclefucker. Kennyissexy. Ohmygodtheykilledkenny. Youbastards. Laresistance. Southpark. That was it. The desktop came up, an extremely flirtatious and busty playboy bunny, and Kyle blinked at it. Kenny had used the name of his old hometown as his password. Had he missed it that much? Had he missed them that much? He shook the thought from his head and brought up his AIM. Password. He should have just signed onto his own account and not had to bother with it or Kenny's rediculus screen name, but he found himself guessing again. Southpark. No, not this time. He retried everything he had guess before. No. He began typing randomly again. Poptarts. Frozenwaffles. Mrhat. Fatass. Cartman. Stan. Butters. Kyle. Logging in... Wait, what?
Kyle stared at the screen again, amazed. His name was his password. What. The. Hell. Wasn't Cartman supposed to have been his best friend, even if he did hate him? Or at least, he'd always thought he was closer to Stan. Even Butters had probably spent more time with him alone than Kyle had. So why... He shook the thought from his head once again. He could have met another Kyle he got really close to in his new town. That thought made his stomach clench uncomfortably, so he decided that Kenny was just having a moment of missing an old habbit he had or something when he created the account. Yes, that would be it. Nothing special. Right?
He scanned his buddy list and noted that the only person he knew on there was Stan. He was online, but who was Kitty_Kyootie? Who was- no. Of course he wouldn't know any of these people. Kenny hadn't had a computer when he'd lived in South Park so he wouldn't have anyone from there on there. They were just all his friends from his new town. It was natural that he should make new friends. He clicked on Stan's name and typed a greeting. They talked for a while, Kyle expressing his homesickness, and Stan expressing his Kylesickness, the term making Kyle laugh.
About half way through the conversation, however, a new chat opened with _fuck_you_, who had snidely said:
_fuck_you_: I thought you were downstairs fagging it up with Casey and Bradlee.
Kyle was at first taken aback and a tiny bit frustrated, but then he remembered he was on Kenny's account. He was still a bit frustrated. He typed a response quickly.
eightXinchesXofXpleasure: This is Kyle. Who's this?
_fuck_you_: Oh, hey. Leroy. Why're you on Kenny's account?
eightXinchesXofXpleasure: It was already up and I didn't feel like getting on mine. The person I wanted to talk to is on his buddylist so it wasn't really neccesarry.
The first part was a lie, of course, but Kyle was sure it would have seemed weird that he had been trying to get into his account when he had his own.
_fuck_you_: Who'd you want to talk to?
eightXinchesXofXpleasure: My best friend. I'm kind of homesick, I guess.
_fuck_you_: That sucks. I hate home, so I don't know, but I guess if you had friends there.
eightXinchesXofXpleasure: You didn't have any friends?
_fuck_you_: Not any ones I gave a shit about.
eightXinchesXofXpleasure: Well, that's not very nice of you.
_fuck_you_: They were all a bunch of stupid druggies. You remember why I'm here?
eightXinchesXofXpleasure: Yeah, I remember.
SPjock12: Kyle? You still there?
Kyle had forgotten about his conversation with Stan, but he proceeded to talk to both of them. They were good conversations, though he and Stan mostly only talked of how much they missed each other. Leroy's family had apparently decided he was a failure at life and that he wasn't welcome home until he graduated. Not even for holidays and summer break, which he spent at school with very few others. This made Kyle grateful that his family at least still loved him. They continued talking until Kenny came up to tell Kyle that the house was watching a movie before dinner and that he should get down there if he wanted a say in what they watched.
AHAHAHAHA. YOU GUYS! I was looking through my reviews folder of my mail of E and I found an old flame that I received and had a great time laughing my ass off at it. Wanna see?!?!?!
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Whatever the case may be, do us and webster a favor by putting the pencil down
AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Loser. I remember how excited I was when I got this, flames are so great. They make me feel fantastic about myself. I'm serious. It's like, wow, at least I'm not THIS buttwipe! And the person's name was Chocolate-flavored-whore, what the hell? X3 And then after I sent them a reply expressing my deep love for them, they deleted the review. Except I have it in my mail of E! HA! 'Cause I save all my reviews so even if I delete a story I'll still have the love of my readers, which mean more to me than anything. Except my trio. It was for an old story that I have since deleted because of it's horribleness, Insert Awesome Campin Title Here, but I still like it... makes me happy.
ANYWAY, have you guys seen PONYO?! That shit is amazing! Love Miyazaki.
Oh YEAH! The chapter! I hate these AIM conversations, but whatever. I've decided that instead of getting Matt too envolved I'm gunna make Leroy fall for Kyle. 'Cause I like Leroy. He amuses me. Is that okay with you guys? Or is Leroy no good? Oh and Mykyel's name is pronounced Mii-kai-el. So his nickname is Mii-kai. What about him, is he okay? And Denny? I'm trying to make likable OCs here, since the setting calls for them. I think you guy's like Addison, though, he's a spoiled child and he makes me giggle. He won't actually show up for a while, but Mykyel and Denny will most likely talk about him a lot. Why Denny? 'CAUSE. I'll tell you guys later, gosh.
WILL I NEED HELP! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WORK YOUR FREEZER! she says while attempting to place her ice cream inside. I also needed assistance retrieving it.
And I have school starting tuesday! D: Know what that means? I can no longer spend every waking moment of the computer! WHY, you ask?! THEATRE. I'm a theatre kid and when I have rehersal, I don't get on the computer that day. No time. At all. I expect auditions will be like, the third day of school? Probably, we gotta start as soon as possible. Plus I have performance class this year so I'll be working on that show. And all my other classes, but who cares about them? My Japaneese teacher resigned! ;A; I'm so upset... he was amazing and seist and racist and he made stories to help us remmeber things and we had circle time and played games every class and WAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!! T3T DAI-SENSEI, I'LL MISS YOU! Yeah...
Sorry for my random rant about my life. You guys should be expecting these more often as I get into this story. If you read my other ones, you'll understand.
Anyway, review, please~ You guys did so wonderfully last chapter and it made me very happy! :D
