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Chapter 6

Bebe's POV

I finally see Kyle alone. I think now is the perfect time to tell him how I feel about him. I walk up to him. I'm so nervous and have butterflies in my stomach. I tap him on the shoulder. "Kyle?"

"Yes?" He turns around.

"There's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"I love you..." I mumble.

"What?"

"I love you!" I say louder and I can tell he's taken aback. "I know it sounds weird because you don't remember me, but I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember. I love you more than life itself. You probably don't feel the same way, and that's okay. I just want a chance for you to be open to the possibility of loving me back."

"Bebe..."

This isn't going as planned. "Oh no. You hate me for saying that, don't you?"

He shakes his head and smiles. "Not at all." He puts his arms around me. "Even though I don't remember you, I was instantly attracted to you."

I can feel my heart beating faster. "Really?"

He nods and runs his fingers through my hair. "You're so beautiful."

"Thank you..."

"I've always believed in love at first sight."

"Really?"

"Yeah..." He slowly moves closer me until our lips meet. Oh my God, my first kiss! This is great!

"Bebe..." How can Kyle call my name while he's kissing me? "Bebe!" He calls out even louder. How is this possible.

"Mmm...Kyle..." I moan.

"Bebe, wake up!"

I sit up and realize I'm in my room. Damnit, it was just a dream. "Mom?" She was the one calling my name.

"What are you doing with your life?" She asks.

"What do you mean?"

She sits down on the edge of the bed. "When are you going to get a job? How do you expect to meet a rich man lying in bed until noon? You're almost 30 years old, it's time for you to grow up and get a husband!" Oh God, not this again. I put the blanket over my head.

"I have someone in mind." I tell her as she pulls the blanket away.

"Oh really? What does he do?"

"He's a lawyer...and he's Jewish."

Mom smiles. "Really? Why haven't I met this guy?"

"It's complicated."

"How so?"

I shrug. "He hasn't quite noticed me yet."

"Oh honey." She hugs me. "I know I raised you better than that!"

Now I'm confused. "Huh?"

"You're a beautiful girl. You know this! You were raised to use your looks to snag a rich husband so you never have to work again. If this guy hasn't noticed you, then you need to move on to someone who will!"

"But mom, I'm in love with him!"

She laughs. "What's love got to do with it? I'm trying to help you secure your future. Do you think I married your dad because I loved him? Absolutely not!"

I raise my eyebrow. "You never loved dad?"

She nods. "I love him now. Love will come, but for now, focus on marrying rich!"

"Can't I have both?"

She shakes her head. "Not if the guy doesn't notice you. There's plenty of rich guys that will give you the time of day."

"But I love this guy! I can't change the way I feel." I whine. Oh how I wish I could make her understand.

"You heard what I said. Now go look for a job. I'll give the name of companies to apply for. It will make your search easier."

"But mom-"

"You heard me, young lady!" I look down and she touches my shoulder. "I only want what's best for you. You'll thank me when you're living life without a care in the world. I love you!"

"I love you too mom." She leaves. I don't care what she says. There's only one man out there for me and that man is Kyle. I don't want him for money, I want him because I love him.

Kyle's POV

"He's really not that bad." Kenny tells me. I had time to meet up with him and Cartman for drinks since Kenny had the night off. So far, most of the conversation is about Stan. I'm bored with this.

"He's showed me he hasn't changed. I told him I'm engaged and he acted jealous and possessive just like he use to do in high school. He acts like he's the only one that can be in a relationship."

"Who are you engaged to?" Cartman asks.

"Nichole Daniels."

"Damn! She's hot, congrats dude!" Kenny smirks, biting his lip. That makes me feel a little uneasy.

"Thanks…but remember, she's mine."

"I know, I know!" He says putting his hands up in defeat.

"Yeah, but I also know how your perverted mind works."

"So if you and Nichole are engaged, where is she? I figured you two would be up each other's asses!" Cartman asks. I see he still says stupid shit without thinking first.

"I'm not like Stan with Wendy! She's in New Orleans for work."

"How long will she be there?" Kenny inquires.

"Another week or two."

"You better watch out, she may come back with another fiancé." He smirks.

"No! Nichole isn't like that."

"Have you had an affair since she's been away?"

"Dude, she's only been gone a week!"

"So you considered it?" He's starting to piss me off.

"NO! I love her and I'm going to spend the rest of my life with her!"

"What if the opportunity presented itself?"

I shake my head. "I still wouldn't cheat. Come on dude, you know me better than that."

Kenny nods. "This is why I stay out of relationships. Too many hot women out there to remain faithful to one."

"You think Stan is the immature one…?" Cartman whispers to me.

"What's the deal with you and Heidi?"

He shrugs. "We're business partners."

"That's it?"

He chuckles a bit. "Well maybe a little more than that. We're trying to figure things out. Heidi isn't sure if I'm the one she wants."

"Do you want her?"

"Yeah dude, I mean she was always there for me, even at my worst. She gave me a chance when no one else would and she didn't' give a shit what other people thought about that." Wow, I never heard Cartman talk like that before.

"So I don't see why you two-"

"Everyone isn't focused on marriage right now!" Cartman rudely interrupts me. I guess I hit a nerve. "We're focusing on our gym."

"Okay dude, sorry!"

"So when are you getting married?" Kenny jumps in.

I shrug. "We haven't set a date yet. Once Nichole comes back, we're going to start planning." I smile at them. "I hope you guys know I'm going to have you in the wedding."

"Even Stan?"

I frown. I wish he would stop bringing him up. "Hell no! His tattoos and piercings would be a distraction!"

"What do you have against that?" Kenny laughs.

"It doesn't look professional!"

Kenny continues to laugh. "Dude, he works at a tattoo parlor! All his coworkers look like that!"

"I just expected Stan to do more with his life."

"Dude, he's happy. Doesn't that count?"

"Is he really happy?" I ask. The last time I checked, being dumped 42 times by the same woman and working in a tattoo parlor doesn't sound like a happy life. It sounds like he's hit rock bottom.

"He says he is. You're too hard on him." He sounds like Nichole.

"I wish people would stop saying that."

"You two need to sit down again and talk. I don't get where all the animosity is coming from. You guys were best friends."

"He's a child to me. I don't have time to deal with kids."

"What exactly makes you so damn mature?" Cartman steps in.

"Excuse me?"

He stands up. "Do you think because you graduated from Harvard Law School and have a "fiancée" that you're more mature and better than the rest of us?" Kenny sits him back down.

I shake my head. "I didn't say that. I was just saying Stan is immature. You guys are doing something with your life. Stan isn't."

"Just because it's not career you would pick doesn't mean he's not doing something with his life. The last time I checked, you're not even working!"

Damn, he almost had me speechless. "Well…not full time. I'm doing random administrative jobs for my dad. His associate is retiring soon and when he does, I will be taking his place."

"Oh how nice, if it wasn't for your dad, you wouldn't be doing shit!"

I shake my head. "That's not true. I would just apply at another law firm."

"Typical Jew!"

"Cartman!" Kenny shoots him a warning look.

"If you're some big hot shot like you think, you wouldn't be back in South Park! You would've stayed in Boston or wherever the hell Harvard is! You can get a lawyer job anywhere!"

"It was always my plan to come back after graduation. But I'm starting to regret that."

"Truth hurt? Instead of talking shit about Stan, maybe you should look in the mirror and see the immature one is YOU!"

"Me?" How did this turn on me?

"Yes! What mature person throws a drink on someone because they don't like what they had to say? You sound like an immature little bitch!"

"He told you about that?"

"Yeah dude, you hurt his feelings." Kenny tells me. "He doesn't think he deserved that."

"Trust me, he did."

"All the more reason the two of you need to sit down and talk. Maybe you can have someone mediate."

"I'm not interested."

"You did that to the right person." Cartman adds. "If you had thrown a drink on me, I would've kicked your ass."

I chuckle. "Whatever!"

"I don't want to keep talking about this either." Kenny tells me. "I'll just say, you should consider sitting down and talking with him again. Don't throw away a lifelong friendship over nothing." I hear what he's saying, but it's not worth it. Stan isn't worth it. We're two different people now. I'm doing something with my life and he's not. I don't think this friendship was meant to last. It is what it is.