A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed.
I am writing this chapter with my friend GE PIP SP only instead of spaces in her name, there are ., the problem is, whenever I try to write her username like that, it craps out.
Anyway, I hope you all enjoy chapter seven :)
I walked into the hospital room, where Bebe was lying there, hooked up to machines.
"The doctors said that she made never walk again." Nichole choked out before bursting into tears in BJ's chest.
"She'll be alright cuz, don't lose hope," BJ patted her back. "How are you dealing with this Gretch?" She asked me
"I have no idea how to feel, one minute she was up and laughing, and now she's here, barely even breathing." I said, shaking my head with disbelief.
"I told her she shouldn't work on that move! I told her it was too dangerous, but she never listens!" Wendy exclaimed angrily.
"Um Raven haired girl please don't get upset with the blonde she just was trying her hardest and at least she got hurt doing what she loves and to get better at it," BJ said very passionately. That's another thing I love about being friends with BJ, she always has feelings inside her filling her with the ability to talk to people the way that I never could.
"Also who are you anyways?" BJ questioned. Crap I thought, she's totally going to spill the beans! BJ sometimes has a big mouth, and she sometimes lets things spill, even when she doesn't mean to.
"I'm Wendy, Wendy Testaburger." Wendy said in that smooth velvety voice of hers that made me swoon.
"Ohh so you're Wendy!" BJ exclaimed. Don't say anything, I pleaded internally.
"Yes, you must be BJ, Gretchen talks about you a lot." Wendy said with a smile. I found my heart begin to race in my chest, I couldn't believe that she actually paid attention to what I was saying!
"Really now what did she say about me?" BJ asked. I'm so happy they're getting along, and that BJ hasn't revealed my crush yet.
"Just how cool you are and how much she misses you." Wendy said, causing me to blush slightly
"Did she mention my parents?" BJ questioned. Which made me wonder did I tell Wendy about her parents?
"No, she didn't." Wendy said, glancing over at me.
"Why would she mention your parents? Are they famous or something?" One of the cheerleaders, whose name I didn't know, asked.
"It's because they're gay I want to be open about that incase any of you have a problem with that," BJ said
"Oh, everyone in South Park is open to homosexuality except for that fat loser Eric Cartman." Wendy said.
"Ey bitch!" Cartman snapped.
"Haha you're alright Wendy, don't worry you're right I have a great gaydar and picking up his vibes," BJ said, causing me to giggle.
"Shut up Bitch now come on you need to meet David!" Cartman angrily shouted at BJ.
"Who is David?" I asked, sometimes I have a good memory, other times, it's hard for me to remember what I wore for breakfast that morning.
"This Mexican guy who would be the perfect match for her," Cartman said answering my question.
"I kinda want to meet some other people and I could use some cheerfulness, so what do you say Gretchen?" BJ asked me
"I guess so." I said with a shrug, I was kind of interested in getting some guy friends, I actually had a couple of guy friends at my old school, other than BJ, I didn't seem to get along with girls as well as I did with guys.
"Yay come on let's go Tubby!" BJ exclaimed linking arms with me. I heard Nicole call out to BJ, but BJ was in her own world.
"Uh Bj, your cousin is calling out for you." I muttered.
"Huh?" BJ said, but then Cartman dragged BJ quickly away, surprising me. Then I remembered, that our arms are linked together, and now I find myself being dragged right long with her much to my dismay.
"There he is." Cartman said quietly as he pointed a pudgy finger at a boy with dark hair and a tan complexion.
"HELLO!" BJ shouted, getting the guy's attention. She motioned him to come over, and he does.
So this David it will be nice to officially meet him. I thought when he was just mere inches away from us.
Uh hi." David said, looking from her to Cartman.
"Hi I'm BJ nice to meet you," She said before shaking his hand. I do the same and introduce myself shyly,
"Hi I'm Gretchen."
"So, BJ here really loves tacos and burritos." Cartman said with a smirk.
"Huh?" BJ, David, and myself said in unison.
I knew that BJ wasn't a big fan of tacos and burritos, she only found them okay, her real love was ribs.
"Oh come on, everyone knows Mexicans love tacos and burritos, it's in their dna!" Cartman exclaimed.
"That's pretty racist you jerk!" BJ yelled. I worried for Cartman's safety since I know how bad BJ's temper is when she gets upset.
"Don't be angry at the truth." Cartman huffed.
I was shell-shocked when BJ suddenly jumped on Cartman, and started beating him into a pulp right in the middle of the arcade!
"Come on BJ! Kick his ass!" A cheerleader with blonde hair exclaimed, while everyone cheered along with her.
Everyone except me that is, I really hated violence of any kind.
"HELP MEEM!" Cartman squealed as he tried unsucessfully to fight BJ off.
"HELP POLICE I'M BEING ATTACKED BY AN ILLEGAL!" He continued to sob.
"I AM LEGAL DUMMKOPF!" BJ shouted.
"All of you stop acting like immature fourth graders! We are starting to attract a crowd!" A cheerleader with light brown hair snapped.
"This guy is an asshole let me just him one more time please," BJ shouted.
"No BJ!" I snapped, finally intercepting, I didn't want my time with her to be spent having her fight with a biggotted asshole who would never learn.
"Alright I'll stop for you Gretch," BJ said.
"So what do you want to do now?" She then asked
"How about we go and meet Stan and Kyle?" Kenny suggested.
"Cool with me what about you Gretch?" BJ said.
Well I've sort them, but all I really know is that Stan is Wendy's boyfriend, lucky guy I thought.
"Sure." I said with a shrug.
"Come on, they're probably at the arcade." Kenny said as he walked to the front of the pack to lead the way
We soon arrived at the arcade, it's filled with old video games, like Duck Hunt and the ilk.
"Hey cuties, can I get you sexy ladies anything to drink?" One of the workers, a guy, a few years older than myself, with messy brown hair said with a wink. I saw that his name-tag said Kevin M.
"Wait, there are waiters at the arcade?" I asked, raising my brow slightly, it wasn't like that at all in Oklahoma.
"Hello!" BJ said with a lot of excitement.
Oh no I thought BJ is going to be a perv again.
"Hey, I'm Kevin, as you can see." He pointed at his name-tag, "So, what will it be?"
"Kevin I'll have a Dr. Pepper and you Gretch?" BJ asked me
"A diet root beer." I mumbled.
"I'll take a diet root beer too." Wendy said, causing my heart to flutter, did we have the same favourite drink? Was it a sign?
However, that thought soon dissipated when Stan Marsh came strutting over here.
"Hey Babes!" He called out to Wendy, flashing her a smile that looked like it belonged on a tooth paste commercial.
"Really cutie I'm your babe," BJ said, causing me to worry for her, but also make me a little happy because she could steal him away leaving Wendy single. BJ then laughs and slaps Stan on the back,
"Ha just messing with you dude,"
"Uh, who are you?" Stan asked.
"Oh, she's Gretchen's friend BJ." Wendy said.
"Wait BJ?" Stan said with a shicker.
"What's so funny?" Wendy demanded, placing her hands on her hips.
Stan then became nervous and stammered,
"It's nothing Wendy," trying to reassure her.
However Wendy is not letting up and continues to question Stan. God that adds attraction to her with her strong passion.
"Hey guys, I heard about Bebe, is she okay?" Kyle asked, walking into the middle of their argument.
Wendy brokr the news tearing up a little as she says it,
"The doctors say she might not walk ever again!" She then starts bawling on Stan's shoulder, oh how I wish I could be him right now, how I wish I could be the one to comfort poor Wendy. I patted her on the back instead, and said,
"Everything will be alright Wendy you just need to hold on to hope,"
"No it won't! Bebe will never be able to cheer again!" Wendy sobbed.
"She will be able to cheer just not possibly move the way cheerleaders should ," BJ said.
"It's still not the same." Wendy sniffled.
"Oh come on how hard is it to do cheerleadering moves?" BJ said. She then added sarcastically,
"Go Team Go," Moving her hands back and forth, before doing a perfect backflip, landing into the splits.
"Honesty is it that hard to do that?" She said with a snort, while I just stare at amazement, that she was able to do that, when I can't even do a cartwheel correctly.
"Whoa, how long are you here for? You should totally join the squad! You can take Bebe's place!" The brunette cheerleader exclaimed with awe.
"No Heidi! No one can just replace Bebe!" Wendy huffed.
"When break ends and NO WAY WOULD I EVER JOIN A CHEERLEADING SQUAD!," BJ yelled. She really would never join cheerleading since she hates girly things which is part of what builds our friendship.
"You're just a show off, just because you're some circus monkey freak doesn't mean it's that way for all of us, I had to train many hours a day before I landed by back tuck." Another cheerleader, a girl with red hair, snapped.
"I'm going to leave now enjoy yourself here Gretch since apparently I'm a freak around here!" BJ angrily huffed and she started to march off.
"I'll try and get her," Kenny said to me, before running running after her. That is so sweet of Kenny to do that for me but also made worry he would flirt with her some more.
On the other hand, knowing BJ, she probably wouldn't mind.
I decided to follow them anyway, in case BJ wasn't in the mood for some flirting, I doubted that, but she needed her best friend to chase after her, not some guy she just met.
I caught up with her in time to see her be dragged into a dark alley!
"BJ!" I screamed, running over towards her.
"Give me all your money kid or else," A rough voice yelled.
"I don't have any money on me!" BJ exclaimed, trying to keep her composure, but I knew her well enough to know that she was terrified.
I gasped when the mugger suddenly pulled out a knife, holding it to BJ's neck.
Move stupid! I scolded myself, do something! I felt frozen in place however, scared out of my wits.
"Don't play dumb with me girly!" The mugger said.
Suddenly, a man with a question mark on his head wearing a cape appeared in between me and BJ and the mugger.
"Let her go." He warned in a deep throaty voice.
"Or what?" Questioned the mugger.
I finally gathered up enough courage to act, and I pulled out my cell phone to dial 911, only to see the man with the question mark tackle the mugger.
"You messed with the wrong person at the wrong time!" The mystery man said in his deep throaty before, before punching the mugger out cold.
"Gretchen!" BJ exclaimed, running over to my side.
"Come on, let's go home." I said, feeling super confused, nothing like that ever happened in South Park, why had it happened now?