A/N: Hey guys this is Jamie and Megan! We are so sorry that we didn't update twice last weekend but we kinda got carried away with the story so please forgive us. But anyway we just wanted to say that we decided that we are going to periodically switch POV's and our first POV switch will be with Kenny! YAY! Please read and enjoy! Thank you!

"Minor setback, guys. Turns out we have no money…" Cartman stated. We all stopped talking and looked at him, all of our previous excitement disappearing. "Money?" I asked curiously.

"Oh, Jew. Money for the equipment as in: a microphone, a guitar, a sound system and a bass," Cartman said smartly. "Shut up, fatass…" I mumbled, crossing my arms in aggravation. Suddenly, Kenny jumped up, excitement clear on his face. "Craig! He just had his birthday; he's probably loaded with cash!"

"Oh yeah! But… Dude, we can't just walk up to him and ask him for money. Plus, he hates us, remember?" I stated. "Why don't you just use your Jew magic and make him give us his money?" Cartman asked innocently, "Damnit, Cartman I don't have Jew magic! Why do you always have to start something!" I yelled angrily my face turning red from anger.

"Guys, seriously…stop. We need to think of a way to get money from Craig," Stan said thoughtfully. "Umm… Wait!" Kenny piped up. "Doesn't Craig play an instrument?" Stan's face lit up. "Ah! Yeah, he plays bass!"

"We should get him to join our band," Kenny squealed. "That way we get money and a bass player!"

"But… Who's going to ask him?" I asked, feeling nervous suddenly. Everyone looked at me. Why did I even open my mouth? I glared at all of them. "Aw! Dude, no way! He hates me the most!" I whined.

"Huh, what are talking about? He likes you the most stupid! It's Stan he hates the most!" "Hey!" Stan cried. "Oh you already know that, don't act surprised," Kenny snickered cruelly. "Whatever," Stan mumbled.

"But yeah, anyway so since he likes you most you're going to ask him," Kenny said a tiny smirk on his face.

'Damn him!' I thought grumpily. 'I don't want to go. He makes me feel so anxious' I thought, already beginning to feel a bit uneasy. "Dude, are you okay? I'll go with you if you want," Stan offered politely. 'Gosh I could just kiss him!' 'Wait what? Where'd that come from?' I pondered. "Well?" Stan questioned. "Oh, yeah! Thanks, Stan!" I said smiling at him.

"No problem," he said, smiling back. "God," Cartman said with a sneer. "You guys are such fags."

"Shut the fuck up, fatass!" I screeched.

"Okay, you two go ask Craig tomorrow morning," Kenny said. "Until then, we should find some cheap instruments."

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I woke up to the sound of my cell phone ringing. My hand fumbled around on my night stand until I grabbed the buzzing device and peered angrily at the name. I hit 'answer' and put it to my ear. "Yeah?" I grumbled.

"Dude! Get your ass out of the bed! You're going to miss the bus," Stan cried. "Wha?" I shot out of the bed, looking at the clock on my night stand. I had five minutes to get to the bus stop. "There's no way I'm going to make it," I squeaked, still not fully awake. He was quiet for a minute. Then I heard him sigh. "I'll go back and get the car. I'll pick you up in a bit," he said. "Ah! You don't have to, I'll just walk," I insisted. "It's ok. Just hurry up and get ready," Stan sighed. "Okay. Thanks a lot, Stan I owe you one!" I said gratefully, "Haha! No problem, but seriously get off the phone and get ready! Bye."

"Bye!" I said hanging up. Hurriedly I run around my room opening the drawers to get to my pants, I grab a random pair, and then I rush toward my closet grabbing a random shirt. I run to the bathroom, stab my contacts into my eyes and throw my clothes off, I then shoved my legs into my white skinny jeans and push my face threw the top of my dark green shirt. I quickly brush my teeth and attempt to run a brush through my thick locks.

It wasn't long after I grabbed my bag off of the floor that my cell phone started buzzing again. "Hey, dude. I'm here," he said. I didn't bother replying; I just hung up and darted down the stairs. "I'm off, mom!" I called. I heard her yell something in response, but I ignored her and ran out the door. I saw Stan sitting in his old beat up Nissan Sentra, and from the looks of it, he was alone. I guess Kenny and Cartman decided to catch the bus. I beamed at him as I rushed to the passenger side door, opening it and throwing my crap in then shutting it behind me.

"Took you long enough," Stan mumbled under his breath, but loud enough so that I could hear it. I shot him my infamous glare, then he grinned at me and the corners of my lips twitched into a small smile. "Yeah, yeah. Thanks for picking me up, Stan. I don't know why mom or Ike didn't wake me up. And to tell you the truth…I didn't really want to walk to school," I confessed.

He looked over his left shoulder as he pulled out onto the road once more, then he glanced in my direction with a laugh. "I know you didn't, dude. You hate walking… But it's no problem. I didn't really want to ride the bus if you weren't on anyway."

'Aww! What a great friend.' I thought. "Umm… So, about Craig… How are we going to approach him?" I asked, my stomach seemingly filled with butterflies from sudden nervousness. "I realize that we've known him since we were like, four, but he scares me, dude…" I said feeling squeamish. "Dude, don't be such a baby, he's not that bad…Well maybe he's a little unnerving, but still he's no weirder than us.

I was quiet for a minute, contemplating. "Yeah… Maybe he's not all that bad. I guess…" I murmured. "Okay, how about during lunch?" Stan asked, suddenly. "Huh? Oh yea sure that sounds fine."

It wasn't too long after that, that we pulled into the school parking lot. Hurriedly we stepped out the car and made are way toward the school. Once we got to our locker we grabbed our stuff, said goodbye and ran to our respective classrooms.

I was almost to my biology classroom when I felt myself crash into someone; blinkingly I looked up and squeaked. It was Craig. 'Ughh he's gonna kill me for running into him.' I peered up at him from the ground. "I-I'm sorry," I said. He glared down at me, and then smirked, before offering me a hand. I looked from his hand to his face and then back to his hand before smiling lightly and taking the offered hand.

"You should watch where you're going," He stated, staring intently at my face. "Err…" I mumbled, shifting uncomfortably from my right foot to my left as I averted my gaze. "I should get to class," I quickly said, rushing past him. "Wait," He said grabbing my wrist. I turned toward him, my face suddenly growing red. "Y-yeah?" I asked.

"You should stay here," He said, his face getting pink. "Uhh…Why?" I asked uncertainly. 'Is Craig blushing?' I thought a little embarrassed. "We should skip class," he said. I continued to stare at him confusedly. "Why?" I repeated. He let go of my wrist and turned the other way. "Just come with me," he ordered. I bit my lip and looked up toward the clock. At this point I would be late anyway. "Fine," I said.

I hurried to catch up with him, while hoping we wouldn't get caught. 'Oh god, I hope my mom doesn't find out…' I thought hopeful. I caught up to him and slowed down to walk side by side with him.

Kenny's POV:

After the bus dropped us off, I had gone in the opposite direction of the school. My parents had been fighting again this morning, so I didn't want to stay home. But I sure as hell didn't want to go to school either. So I headed in the direction of the local liquor store and used my fake ID to pick up some cigarettes and some vodka before heading to the ally across from the school.

I had just started my first cigarette when I saw two people heading off toward the mall. I saw a flash of bright red hair. It was Kyle and Craig. 'What the hell? Why's Kyle with Craig? He doesn't even like Craig,' I thought confused. 'Maybe Craig's bribing him? I better follow just make sure Kyle's alright,' I thought determinedly.

I did my best to stay quiet and out of sight, as I followed at least five feet behind them. From what I could tell, they weren't even talking. That's odd… And Kyle looks so nervous. 'What's going on? I swear if Craig hurts him I'll kill him,' I thought fuming.

I followed them all the way to the mall, then they turned around a corner. I cursed and hurried to catch up with them. When I got to the corner, I came to a stop and peeked around the trash can. Then I heard a tiny voice behind me. "Hey, mister. Whatcha doin?" I snapped my head around and hissed at the poor kid. His eyes grew big and his lip quivered. "Mommy!" He ran away crying. I smirked and walked away before the woman came back. 'Crap! Where'd they go?' I thought, when I caught a glimpse of fiery red hair. 'That's definitely Kyle,' I assumed.

'The arcade?' I pulled off my bright orange hoodie and wrapped it around my waist, so as not to attract attention to myself. Craig bought some tokens while Kyle just stood next to him, looking around awkwardly. I took my place in the back, pretending to play some game while keeping my eyes set on the red head and an even closer eye on Craig.

'Why are they here? And how did he get Kyle to skip class?' I thought questioningly. I sighed, 'It's been 20 minutes already, do something else,' I thought fed up with waiting and watching them play games together.

I propped my head on my hand and sighed again, one hand still on the joystick controller. Suddenly someone tugged at the bottom of my shirt. I glanced down and saw a little kid staring up at me with big baby blue eyes. "Excuse me, sir. I want to play this game," he said in an adorable voice. 'God damnit, it's that kid from earlier,' I thought pissed. I slammed my hand against the game and hissed in his face with as much intensity as I could. Then I snarled and walked away as he began crying once more. I felt a twinge of guilt, but it quickly disappeared when I looked up and noticed that Kyle and Craig had vanished.

'Are you serious? I take my eyes off of them for two minutes…'

Kyle's POV:

'Wow. Who would've thought Craig Tucker could be a nice guy. But why's he being so nice to me?' I thought confused. Determined to know I grabbed Craig's wrist and pulled him over into the boys' bathroom. "Why are you being so nice to me? And why'd you bring me here?" I asked wanting know.

"Because I wanted to," He said. "No give me a better answer!" I growled. "Fine," He turned his head, looking around aimlessly before taking my hand in his and jerking me closer, looking directly in my eyes. "I like you. Be my boyfriend," He stated bluntly.

"Uhh…" I stuttered out, my face reddening to the point that I thought it was on fire. Before I could make an actual response, he grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me toward him until his lips touched mine. 'Is h-he kissing me! What do I do?' I thought frantically, my heart beating rapidly. Mid panic I felt his arms wrap around my waist. Before I knew it, I had melted into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer, feeling him smirk against my lips. 'Wow my first real kiss! Damn Cartman damn him! Wait what am I doing thinking about him. I'm kissing Craig!' I thought happily.

Kenny's POV:

After I made it out of the arcade, I looked around for my friend and the noirette. I catch a glimpse of Kyle as he grabs Craig by his wrist and pulls him to the bathroom. 'Eh?' I thought stunned. I took off, ignoring the mall security as they called after me, something about slowing down. I came to a stop just around the corner of the bathroom concourse, just in time to see Craig wrap his arms around Kyle's tiny waist. 'What the fucking hell is going on?' I hadn't even realized that I had let out a small shriek. I slapped my hands over my mouth and gaped at the scene. 'Why are they-? What the hell? Should I do something? Is this mouth rape?' Then Kyle wrapped his arms around his neck. 'Okay… So it's not rape. But it needs to stop!' They started to pull away from each other and I stumbled over my own legs, attempting to get away unseen.

A/N: Hehehe! That was fun! We almost died at the kiss scene because were such sissies but anyway we really hope you enjoyed this chapter and we wanted to tell you that this story may potentially become rated M. Umm… And if anyone's up to it, we need someone to write a pure smut chapter sometime in the future. If you're interested, please PM us :) Because we can't we'd probably die to death! The two scenes where Kenny hisses at the kid were probably unintentional, but please tell us what you thought about it, because we died laughing. XD Please continue to read and review, also tell your friends! Thank you!