"Maggie!" Damien hissed when I didn't answer. This time I managed to look right at him-thank god for staring contests. I used to have Shelly and Stan help

me keep eye contact with people during presentations or just talking. It got easier eventually. But I just stared into his black eyes and strangely felt myself

growing calmer. And I can't talk and become calm at the same time. It's a Maggie Bachler thing. "Maggie!" He snapped literally snapped at me like I was

being hypnotized by his gaze. And I probably was. I always felt hypnotized by his gaze, that's kind of why I went out with him. He was the first boy who

had ever made me calm with just one glance…

Crap! If I kept thinking about it, I might try to kiss him and ruin our friendship for good. I gulped down for air and opened my mouth to talk when another

knock came on the door. "I get it!" I heard Stan's voice come. And not far from me either, more like right above me. I shook a little as Damien looked

above us at Kyle and Stan sitting on the stairwell. Kyle frowned when we saw them sitting there-obviously eavesdropping in on our conversation, but Stan

got up and walked down the stairs and to the doorway. I clenched my jaw. I liked Kyle and Stan, but they really got on my nerves sometimes. I was

evening starting to look past their sexy good looks to see the annoying dumbasses that they were. Stan opened the door to see Butters outside. "Uh

Butters, what is it?" He said looking behind him. It was almost unusual for Butters to come over, but it was more unusual for Butters to come over without

Kenny trailing closely behind. It was like Stan without Kyle, Craig without Tweak, Clyde without Kevin, Cartman without Wendy, or even Pip without Damien

now a days. Damien must've come over 4 other times with Pip since we broke up. Pip was a good person who I hung out with to annoy Stan and to just

have fun with. We all played video games or watched TV together those times. But this was serious!

We all watched as Butters nervously rubbed his knuckles together and his gaze suddenly fell on me…for about 10 seconds. And then he looked away. I

frowned, but I got up and went over to him. Everybody looked kind of surprised, but I really wanted to talk to Butters about what Kenny had told me at

3am in the freakin morning! "Hey Butters." I said as calmly as I could. He looked at me with a very sad expression and my stomach slipped into knots. I

think I knew where this was going. The whole Kenny doesn't want us to talk anymore, yada, yada, yada…or else he'll definitely kick your ass he says!

Well, I knew it was coming. "I wanted to apologize; I might've told Kenny you kissed me so I wouldn't get in trouble!" He hissed quietly so no one but me

would possibly hear. I think Stan did though, because he was grinning widely. "Oh Butter, you kissed Maggie!" He hissed. I glared at him and hit him. Yep,

he definitely did. Butters was looking down at the floor and I could see his pink cheeks getting a little pinker. Again, I would've liked my situation here much

better if Butters didn't have a boyfriend who wanted to kick my ass. Or a boyfriend for that matter! "Stan, go to your room!" I snapped. I didn't like it when

people teased Butters. It made me so angry. I waited for some snippy response that would remind why I didn't want to have kids, but he just smirked at

me and nodded. He messed up my hair to which pissed me off. How the hell had he ever gotten taller than me…or even Shelly? I just glared at him as he

took his boy toy…I mean Kyle upstairs to his bedroom. I did not want to know what they were planning to do in there…

Anyway, back to my problems. I was in between Butters and Damien in position and had no fuckin clue what to do! Ok, I did have some clue. Invite Butters

in. I did that with an almost awkward gesture just then so check! Offer him a sit on the couch. ow the hell had he ever gotten How"Butters, sit down!" I

commanded. He fixed me with a skeptical look-one eyebrow raised in the air. God damnit, what was wrong with me? "Uh, do you want to sit down?" I

offered again more politely. Yeah, that was good. He smirked and nodded and sat a cushion seat away from Damien on the couch. My face brightened when

he smiled. I was glad that Kenny hadn't made Butters totally distraught. Yes, I blamed Kenny. Isn't that just bitchy of me? You don't have to say it, because

I know! After that, I felt like I should offer him a drink. "You want something to drink?" I asked. Damn my hospitality, it wasn't all bad. Well, if it was

Butters, I wouldn't mind getting him something. Not like that, he was a nice guy. He smiled and shook his head. "It's fine Maggie, I just want to talk." He

said and I nodded. I took the seat between Damien and him. I don't think they like each other very much. They never talked to each other. "So, you did

lie?" I asked him narrowing my gaze on him the best I could. I looked me in the eyes with his soft gray fluffy clouds of eyes…

Oh God! I needed to stop thinking about him and just talk! I gulped down some air again and just looked at him best I could. Like a staring contest.

Fortunately, he just went along with it. I tried not to laugh, because I'd probably of closed my eyes. We did this before actually a few years back. In fact, it

was 2 weeks after I got here…

*flashback*

"You blinked!" A 12 year old and cute Butters exclaimed. I blinked. That was just… really sneaky! I actually blinked in confusion after he had said it. He

laughed and I made a face. "Don't think you can take advantage of people like that!" I hissed with mock angry. I playfully slapped his shoulder. He gave me

a blank stare like he did at the club that day with his dumbfounded smile. He was so cute, but-don't worry-I really didn't start liking him until the present

day. "You guys are stupid, Butters come play football!" Stan hissed. My eye instinctively gave him an annoyed glance. I really didn't like Stan then. And he

didn't admit his feelings for Kyle until 3 ½ years later.

Although they were extremely close, so it was always obvious. Even Butters got it a little, and Stan told me that-like myself-he seemed completely oblivious

to everything even joked that we were like made for each other. I just rolled my eyes and told him that if he wanted to talk about "being made for one

another" them we should talk about him and Kyle. He didn't get it at first, but that's usually how every one of our conversations ended those days. "Yeah

come on fag!" Cartman grinned coming in with the football in his hand. I gritted my teeth. I seriously wanted to hit that child. Out of the corner of my eye, I

saw Butters look at me skeptically. I sighed, I had been there for a year and I felt like Butters, aside from Shelly and Jess-who was on a date with someone

from our school right now-were my only friends here. I guess that was kind of an understatement, because I really loved everyone here and they were all

really nice. Even if the town wasn't. I just smiled and nodded.

Butters might not have really wanted to hang out with me anyway. I guess he wanted to talk a little, because he came in and sat on the couch next to me

for a while, but-being friends with Stan-that was totally understandable. Anyway, I'm the one who wanted to try a staring contest with him. My God, I was

lame! But we were talking before he yelled 'you blinked!' and I blinked so I guess it kind of helped me to hold my gaze during a conversation. That would

help me out later with Damien, because I really liked looking into his eyes. Ok, yes, he's the same age as Butters. But I liked his looks and personality. So

after Butters left, I only remember Shelly coming down and accusing me of stealing something of hers. I think it was lip gloss. And I think she beat the shit

out of me.

*flashback ends*

I get mad when I think about how that lip gloss was only under her bed. It wasn't serious; I didn't have to go to the hospital. Although Stan had said he

would have loved to see me in there. But I was more disappointed that I really liked Butters, and Kenny would kill me if I kissed him again. Not that he'd let

me. He loved Kenny I think. Why would he be with him four years if he didn't? I sighed-instinctively closing my eyes. I heard Butters chuckle and looked at

him. "You blinked!" He exclaimed excitedly. I smirked and then gave him a mock snarl. Damien glanced at us to knock it off, or maybe it was to let us know

that he was still here. I cleared my throat and tried not to blush. "Ok, so I asked you if you lied." I said. I thought about that statement after the moment I

spoke about it. He already said he lied. I was about to say something else when he opened his mouth to talk. "I'm very sorry Maggie, I just blurted it out,

because…" His voice trailed off and he looked away from me. "Because you don't want Kenny to break up with you." I finished for him. I knew he didn't like

Kenny flirting, but he liked Kenny, and he wouldn't want him to know that him kissing me was his fault. Even if Kenny deserved to feel jealousy for once in

his life. Well, at least for flirting with so many different people in front of a boy who was crazy for him. Shelly was right, Butters didn't have a mean bone in

his body…like me. It was a blessing and a curse. Butters nodded solemnly and looked kind of ashamed ofhimself. Ok, he completely looked ashamed of

himself. But unlike Damien, I felt no resentment towards Butters. He was so sweet and cute. So I'd do anything to see him happy. "Ok, I won't tell Kenny

you kissed me!" I hissed. I was sad for somereason, but I felt my insides warm when I saw Butters face brighten. It made me smile too. "Ok, well I'm outta

here!" I heard Damien exclaim and rolled his eyes as he patted me on the back. I nodded and stuck my hand out in mid-wave. He waved to me and Butters

and left.

Lol, I just realized I could've made them my age-_-or me there age. And the bad part may be they're still in high school, but who cares cause they're so

cute. When I'm done with this I try to attempt a real yaoi for a South Park pairingXD After I read some more yaoi. Anyway this will probably be ten or

something Chapters depends^w^