Dude... I love you

Chapter 3

"Dude that crap was funny as hell! All she was doing was saying 'Blah, blah, blah' and I was all like click, click, and click! This phone is freaking awesome! I can take a picture of Kyle and make it say, 'I'm a gay little Jew.'"

"I wish you would Cartman," Kyle said. He was still peeved at Cartman from earlier that morning, but he couldn't figure out why. He's a fat ass that's why.

"And who's going to stop me?" Kyle was about to get up and make a comeback, but Kenny interrupted.

"As anyone seen Stan?" Kenny asked.

"Yeah, where the hell is he?" Cartman asked.

Kyle looked around the cafeteria for Stan. Last period Stan ran out of the door before Kyle had a chance to get out of his desk. The boys scanned the crowd to see if they could spot the boy.

"Any sight of him?" Kenny asked.

"Nope."

"No sight of fag number 1." Kyle glared at Cartman as his hand made contact with the back of Cartman's head.

"What the hell was that for?"

"For being a fucking dumb ass, fat ass."

"Hey, I'm not fat, I'm big boned!"

"Hey look, its Stan," Kenny said.

Kyle's attention went immediately to Stan. Stan's head was down and and his hands were stuffed into his jacket pockets. He sat down at the table without saying a word.

"Where the hell have you been?" Cartman asked.

"I was with Wendy."

"If you were with Wendy, then why are you so down?" Kyle asked. If you're with someone you like then why would you be sad?

"Yeah, why?" Kenny asked.

"She's pissed with me." Then again, when isn't she pissed with me?

"It's because you left your cell phone in your locker huh?" Kenny asked.

"Yeah. Wait. How did you know?"

"You were patting for it like it was in your pocket. I know you usually forget it in your gym locker. I tried to tell you, but the new girl, Courtney came over and asked me to show her around the locker room and boy did we did we discover every inch of that and ourselves."

"Dude, she hasn't even been her for a freaking week and you didher?" Kyle asked.

"Surprising, but not unexpected," Stan said. Kenny folded his arms and nodded his head, while Cartman did the same thing. "Well I'll catch you guys later." Cartman got up and walked off.

This wasn't unusual. Cartman became a part of a lot of cliques as a freshmen, so he doesn't hang around Kenny, Stan and Kyle has much as he used to. The guys got up and walked out to the school yard. The school yard was crowded with kids. The majority of the kids were in the field playing football. It wasn't as cold as it usually is in South Park, but there was a slight breeze.

Kenny's eyes caught a hold of the cheerleaders and grinned. Stan shook his head with a half smile. Kyle smiled as well, but it quickly faded as he spotted Wendy. Kenny looked over to tell them something, but looked where Kyle was looking. He spotted Wendy and Wendy spotted him.

She started pointing at Stan to show that she wanted him. Kenny elbowed Stan, while still looking at Wendy. Stan rubbed his side and looked up. He sighed and started walking over to Wendy. Kenny rubbed the back of his neck and looked at Kyle. Kyle was looking at the ground and was lost in thought. Kenny wrapped his arm around Kyle's shoulders.

"So, what's on your mind?" Kyle looked at Kenny and thought about telling him. He shook his head and sighed. Kenny wouldn't understand.

"I'm here if you need me, Kyle."

"I know, dude."

"Is it something I can help you out with?"

"No, it's nothing to worry about."

Kenny looked at Kyle and shrugged. "Whatever dude, but there is something you can help me out with." Kyle finally raised his head and looked at Kenny. "And what would that be?"

"My math homework. Mind if I come over so you can help me?" Kenny asked.

"Not at all."

"Cool."

They took a seat on a bench and looked at all of the wild kids roaming free. Kyle put his elbows on his knees and tried to point out everyone he knew. "So how are you and Stan?" Kenny asked. Kyle blinked at looked at Kenny. I wonder if he has an idea what's wrong with me.

"We're fine." Kenny spotted Courtney at the end of the field starring at him. He waved at her and winked. Kyle looked at him with a smile and raised eye brow. Yea Kenny would be the last person I would talk to. A person who gets almost any chick he wants and doesn't take no for an answer.

Courtney blew a kiss and Kenny caught it and put it to his heart. Kyle laughed and patted Kenny's shoulder. "Why don't you go get her? I'm sure you have more in store for her." Kenny smiled at Kyle and gave him a hug. "Thanks dude, I'll fill you in on the details later."

He ran across the field and in a blink of an eye, he was already by her side. Kyle got up and started walking towards the doors of the school. I should probably go to the bathroom to clean and get myself together.


Stan spotted Kyle walking towards the doors and frowned. Since when does Kyle go anywhere alone?

"I think something is wrong with Kyle," Stan said.

"What are you talking about Stan?" Wendy asked. She wasn't even paying attention to him. She was looking the guys playing football. She was looking for the next guy to replace Stan if he makes her mad again, which might be pretty soon.

"I have to go." Stan jumped off the jungle gym and started power walking.

"Wait." Wendy grabbed her bag and tried to catch up to Stan. He was already walking after Kyle, but lost sight of him as he went into the building. He knew where Kyle was heading and he hoped that he could catch up to him before the bell rang.

"Slow down Stan!"

"Oh, sorry Wendy. Look, just go to gym and I'll meet you there." Wendy pouted and was about to tell him no, but Stan was already started jogging and went full speed to Kyle's typing class when he got inside the building. You won't get away from me this time. I'm his best friend, so why won't he tell me what's wrong?


Kyle walked to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. His was a little flushed, but nothing else seemed out of place. What the hell is wrong with me? I mean I do like Stan, but I don't like him in that kind of way. I mean we're super best friends, so what more could I want? If Stan is fine with how we are, then why can't I be?

He splashed some water in his face and looked at his face in the mirror again. Water dripped down as loose strands of hair dangled from his hat. He grabbed some paper towels to dry his face. The rough paper on his skin turned his skin slightly pink. When he heard the toilet flush he threw away the paper towel and saw Tweek.

"Hey Kyle. Ack! What are you doing here?" Tweek was still just a little tweaked out. He had on brown pants, and a blue shirt, which was buttoned all wrong and his hair was still a mess. Kyle looked at Tweek and shook his head. "Here let me help you with your clothes," Kyle said.

Kyle unbuttoned Tweek's shirt and started to button it back up. At least Tweek doesn't find anything wrong with me. Tweek stayed completely still until Kyle got to the last button at the top. Tweek took the last button and did it himself. "Gee, thanks Kyle, come on we have to get to class."


Kenny and Stan were playing basketball, one on one. Kenny was bouncing the ball trying to figure out whether or not he wanted to shoot or try to get pass Stan. "What are you going to do Kenny?" Stan said. Class was almost over and they were both covered in sweat. It was 64 degrees outside, but they were so hot that Kenny had to take off his long-sleeve shirt and tie it around his waist.

All the girls in the bleachers that were watching them play, was wooing for him. Bebe, Wendy, and some of her other friends were rooting for Stan. Kenny jumped up and took the shot, and Stan jumped to block it. Stan missed the ball and it went for the hoop. It bounced of the dashboard and on to the rim of the hoop.

It went around and around it. Stan, Kenny and everyone else watched it to see if it was going to go in or go out. "Drop into the fucking hoop!" Wendy shouted. The ball slowed down and slowly went into the hoop. The score was 25 to 26. Everyone in the bleaches started talking and some were collecting money from the bets that were made.

"Well, played game," Kenny said.

"Yeah, same to you."

"Okay. I'm going to go change."

Stan and Kenny walked their separate ways. Kenny walked into the locker room and quickly got dressed. Outside, Stan was trying to get through the crowd that was surrounding Wendy. When everyone disbursed, Wendy had a purse full of cash. It was overstuffed and so were her hands.

"What's with all the cash?" Stan asked.

"I made a bet that you would lose the game."

"Gee, thanks for believing in me, Wendy," Stan said he a sarcastic. By the size of that purse, its looks like you were the only one against me.

"Don't be sad; thanks to you we can go the new theater that opened up next to the mall."

"Couldn't I just buy the food and tickets?"

"The tickets are $60 each and the food is expensive. We're going to go see Lovely Doves on Clouds." Wendy said with sparkling eyes.

"What kind of crappy shit is that?"

"Only the most romantic play there is," Bebe said.

"You're coming with me for 5:00 right?" Stan looked at her with a raised brow. He sighed and nodded. He knew he couldn't say no.

"Sure. What time does it end?"

"At 10:00"

"10? What freaking show goes on for 5 hours?"

"A really good one. Its going to be romantic," Bebe squealed.

"Go change your clothes so you can go home and get your homework out of the way," Wendy said.

Stan started walking toward the locker room to get changed. If see expects me to sit through that bull crap for 5 hours then she is out of her got damn mind. Stan walked into the locker room and started changing his clothes. He remembered to take out his cell phone and opened it. The bell would ring at any minute. He also went through his messages to see who was the last person he text.

It was Kyle asking what time were they going to play video games from two days ago. I totally forgot about Kyle. I have to find out what is wrong with him. He managed to get his shirts half way off when he realized something. Why am I so worried about Kyle? If it was something serious, he would have told me. He packed up every thing and walked into the gym. I'll leave him alone until he's ready to tell me what it is. I'm sure whatever it is, he'll get over it pretty soon.


Kyle was walking down the side walk on his way home. I'm sure Stan wouldn't mind me not getting a ride with him. After 10 minutes of walking he finally made it home. When he opened the door, he was greeted by Ike. "Hey, Kyle."

Kyle shook off all of the snow that was on his coat and went to sit next to Ike on the sofa. "Hey, Ike. What are you…" Kyle was putting his bag on the floor and recognized the book that was in Ike's hand.

"You're still reading that book?"

Ike turned the page and said, "Yup, and I'm half way done. This is an okay. Gay as hell, but okay."

He placed a bookmark in the middle of the pages that he was reading and closed the book. He got up to stretch.

"Well, see ya Ky. I'm going over to Destiny's."

"Who's Destiny?"

"The girl who told me to read the book and offered me free Karate lessons"

"Don't you have to read the whole book first?"

"I thought that, too, but she's giving me the lessons now since I actually made the effort of reading the book. Her house is down the street so it won't be much of a walk." Before Ike walked out the door, he said, "If I need medicinal assistance, her dad is a doctor, so I should be fine. Bye."

Ike closed and locked the door behind him. Kyle was about to go into the kitchen to fix a sandwich until he remembered the book. He saw it sitting on the arm of the chair. He reached for the book, but pulled back. What the heck do I need that book for?

He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water. I should probably study for that quiz tomorrow. He walked into grabbed his bag. He looked at the book on the arm rest. Why Just Stay Friends. Just before he walked up the stairs, he scooped up the book and walked to his room.


That's it for chapter 3. Sorry if it was a little boring, but It will get better in the next chapter.

-Tatie