Helpful note, there is note passing in this. Kyle is in Bold and Christophe is in italics. Enjoy.
Christophe was humming to his favourite song on the radio, when a certain blonde caught his eye.
The blonde male was clean, freshly showered, groomed well and wore expensive looking cloths, he looked hot.
Christophe knew he wouldn't ever get a chance, he was to snobby, well he looked it, and all Christophe was, was a reckless teenager, just like the rest of them.
He wasn't in love with the other male, he just wanted to get into his panties, but he probably had far too much dignity for that sort of thing.
Maybe he could steal a kiss?
Hell he didn't even know his name yet; he stood up, shovel in hand, and went to go talk to the honey haired boy.
"Ello, my name iz Christophe, who are you?" Christophe asked him, trying to put on his best American accent.
"Well hello Christophe. My name is Gregory and I used to attend-"The whole class, with the exception of Christophe, interrupted him.
"WE KNOW!" They all screamed in unison.
Gregory stood up and brushed his clothes off.
"Well I shall see you another time, I take it the class doesn't appreciate my great expertise." He bragged, giving the class a dirty look and walking away.
Once he had finally got out of the classroom everyone let out a sigh of relief, but Christophe thought he was extremely hot.
"Woah, shovel boys got a boner!" Cartman and Clyde shouted in unison, and then exchanged evil glares.
Christophe dirty cheeks, turned from dusty beige to crimson, he was so embarrassed.
But he just shrugged his shoulders and said that it was no big deal.
Once the teacher had finally arrived, everyone scattered to their seats.
Christophe looked around the room; everything was how it was supposed to be.
Wendy and Stan passing love notes to each as were Clyde and Bebe, Craig was telling a shivering Tweek to calm down for some reason, Kenny was checking everyone in the room out, Red was playing with her hair and Kyle was giving evil looks to Wendy.
Everyone in the class knew that Kyle had a crush on Stan, apart from Stan.
It was far too obvious, everyone also thought that Stan liked him back and was just using Wendy to make him look straight.
Suddenly Christophe got a note thrown at him.
Hey dude, you know I like Stan right? Well anyway just in case you didn't know, I do. Wendy's really starting to piss me off now, with the fluffy cuteness. Stan even told me that he didn't really like her. What should I do?-Kyle
I know how you feel, I like someone too but they don't even notice. Anyway just tell him he'll understand and probably like you back, have you seen the way he stares at you.
He stares at me? Oh fuck. That was good advice Mole, anyway who do you like? Is it Kenny?
Is it fuck Kenny. He's a notorious whore.
Haha I know, oh I know who it is, it's that posh totty Gregory. No offence dude but he has way to much dignity for any of that shit.
"Boys stop passing each other notes!" Mr Garrison shouted from the front of the class.
He came over to were the two teens were sitting and grabbed a hold of the paper.
He cleared his throat and began to speak.
"Well I'm not going to read the whole thing out, but I'm still going to embarrass you little fuckers for pissing about in my class. Okay so basically Kyle loves Stan and doesn't know to tell him. Kenny's a whore. Oh and this is juicy gossip Christophe is in love with GREGORY!" Mr Garrison snorted in laughter.
Kyle's pale cheeks had turned beet red as did Christophe's.
Stan on the other hand was on the verge of falling off his seat.
"He loves me back." He muttered under his breath, smiling as he did so.
Not to mention Wendy's face was green with envy and her and Kyle shared evil glares.
Finally class had finished and Christophe took this opportunity to go talk to Gregory about the way he felt.
He found Gregory sitting by his self on a step outside the cafeteria.
"Hello there Christophe." Gregory sobbed.
"Vhat is vrong?" He asked the blonde wrapping a soothing arm around his shoulder.
"All the children hate me in that classroom." He sobbed again, moving into Christophe body with each word he spoke.
"Not all." Christophe lifted Gregory's chin and stared deeply into his crystal clear eyes.
"What on Earth do you mean?" He asked Christophe trying to avoid his beautiful chocolate brown eyes.
"I like jhoo, in more vays than vone." Christophe edged his face close to Gregory's lips.
"You do?" They were both nearly kissing; their faces were that close together.
"Yes." He replied simply.
Gregory closed his eyes as Christophe smacked their lips together.
What both teens didn't realise was that the rest of the class was watching them, they were too caught up in each other gaze to even notice the slightest bit.
"I'm going to kill you shovel boy! You gave Kyle all that advice about him and Stan you're going to wish that you never messed with Wendy Testaburger!" She screamed in his face.
"FAG!" She screamed seconds later, when she was walking away.
Christophe just simply giggled at her actions and pulled Gregory into another kiss, this time it was deep, passionate and romantic.
Hmmmm… well this one's okay. But it's quite short. Pffttt oh well. Wendy's such a bitch isn't she. Ahh love it! I used to hate her but all it took was watching her kick Cartman's ass and I fell in love with her. I'll probably hate her by next week.
Anyway please R&R!
