A/N: Hey everyone, I know it's been a while, but I hope nobody went cuckoo and did anything stupid. Anyhoo, please forgive me for the delay, I have like four fics to tackle and I've been doing the best I can. Also, if you all would R&R that would totally kick some major ass.
I reached into my jeans pocket and pulled out my sleek black iPhone. By the time I had dialed her number, I was already freaking out and shaking like crazy.
She finally picked up on the fifth ring.
"Hello?"
"You awake?"
"Na, I'm talking in my sleep."
"Dammit, stop it!"
"Look, Eric, it's almost three in the morning, what do you want?"
Damn, I didn't realize it was already that late.
"N-nothing. I-I'll see you in school tomorrow."
"What the hell is wrong with you? You're acting all fucking weird."
"N-nothing's wrong. I'm fine."
"That's a damn lie! If nothing was wrong, you wouldn't be calling me at three in the fucking morning!"
"Yeah...about that...there's kinda something I have to tell you."
"What?"
Come on, dude. You've got the balls to do this.
"I...I kinda like you."
There was dead silence on the other end of the phone.
"Uh..excuse me?"
"I said I-nevermind..."
"You...you like me?"
"I-uh...um...fine, I admit it. I like you."
"Meet me at Stark's Pond in 10 minutes."
"What the fuck? Why?"
"See ya."
And with that, she ended the call. What the hell does she want me to go to Stark's Pond for?, I thought curiously.
[Stark's Pond, 3:12 AM]
"Dammit, where the hell is she?" I hissed, checking the time on my phone for what felt like the millionth time that night.
"Hey, Eric." Her deep voice startled me.
She grabbed me by my shoulders and slowly spun me around to meet her gaze.
"Calm down, it's just me."
"Oh..."
"Yeah, DUH, who the fuck were you expecting, Judge Judy?"
"Dude, stop it..."
"Stop what? The fuck did I do besides get dressed to come and see your ass! I'd much rather be at home, you know! It's fuckin' Santa Claus degrees below zero!"
"You're a chick, dude. Chicks are supposed to be..."
"Lame?"
"Yeah, lame."
"I ain't lame, bitch, do I look lame?"
"No, and that's the problem."
"How the fuck is that a-"
I smashed my lips against hers. I don't know if it was to shut her up or because I liked her so much, but at this point I didn't really care.
We sat there with our lips intertwined for a couple of seconds before she pulled back, looking both surprised and pleased.
"Eric? What the-?"
"Cartman? Rebecca? What are you doing here?"
We turned to see Kyle standing next to us, looking lost and confused.
"Nothing, Jew. What are you doing here?"
"I came to get away from things, you know? My parents argue nonstop all night, then they end up having sex, then Ike starts crying and my mom yells from her stupid little fantasy world, "Kyle, Kyle, take care of your little brother, mommy's busy.""
"My parents fucking contradict themselves. My little brother Daniel is such an asshole, and he makes all these fucking messes and when my dad gets home, he starts yelling at me for what Daniel did! You know, I tell him, "Well, maybe Daniel needs to start cleaning up after himself." And all they have to fucking say is, "Yeah, Daniel needs to learn to clean up after himself or he's gonna get his ass whipped." Then five seconds later, he's yelling at me again like, "LEARN TO LIVE WITH IT! I COME HOME AND THE HOUSE IS A FUCKING PIGSTY! YOU'RE THE OLDEST, TAKE CHARGE!" Seriously, dude? What the fuck happened to you wanting Daniel to clean up after himself, you hypocritical bitch!" Rebecca snapped angrily, flicking off an imaginary shape in the air she had imagined to be her dad.
"Aw, dude, I'm sorry that sucks Cartman's big fat hairy balls."
"No, Kahl, correction, Rebecca sucks my big fat hairy balls."
"Cartman, nobody wants to suck your balls. Nothing's changed, fat-ass, get over yourself."
Cartman looked over at Rebecca, who shook her head in agreement with Kyle.
Cartman narrowed his eyes and looked back at Kyle, who was glancing at Rebecca with a smug grin on his face.
"Oh, well EXCUSE me, Kahl, at least I have a girlfriend!"
"Yeah right, dude. You wish you had a girlfriend!"
"Nuh-uh! I so have a girlfriend, Kahl!"
"Yeah right. Who's your girlfriend? Butters?"
"No, dumb-ass, she's standing right next to you!"
"You-you guys go out?"
Rebecca smiled warmly at Kyle. "Yeah."
"Haha...told ya!"
"Cartman, there's something I need to tell you."
"Ooo, what's that, Kahl?"
"You were totally, one hundred percent right."
"Haha...what?"
"You won...you were totally accurate about being able to get a girlfriend, and I've just been frustrated because I didn't get one first. I want you to enjoy your new relationship, because you really impressed me with your ability, and I'm proud to have you as a friend."
"...YOU SON OF A BITCH KYLE, I HATE YOU!"
"Kyle, you butt faced gorilla, what the hell did you do that for?"
"Cartman can't stand when I admit defeat."
"THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU JUST ADMIT DEFEAT, DAMMIT!"
"I was just trying to-"
"HELL NO! I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS, KYLE! YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL MONDAY!" Rebecca shrieked as she disappeared into the sheer blackness of the night.
A/N: Oh snap! FIGHT!
Sorry, you'll have to wait until I get to it...It might be a few chapters, since I'm probably going to write about Kyle's weekend in the next chapter.
Anyway, thanks for reading and double thanks for reviewing.
Awesomeness is upon you!