Yes, I just had to update one last time. Don't Judge!
There are a lot of POV changes at first but the chapter sort of needed that so be patient!
Hey, Kootie Bomb –because you're OC has the same name as my sister, she's getting all the funny lines… you'll see when you read.
Oh, and xXBeyondBirthdayXx – the Killer Klowns are in the next chapter. Get pumped. :)
Tuesday I woke up in a pretty good mood. I got out of bed, brushed my teeth, got dressed, and went down stairs to breakfast. It wasn't until I had the strawberry Poptart in my hand that I remember everything that'd happened the day before.
Shit! Yesterday was fucked up. Hopefully the letter in my backpack would make things go back to normal. A feeling of sadness rushed over me. I hope Kyle doesn't get too upset, I thought to myself. Come to think of it, I hope I don't get too upset. This might be harder than I thought. I opened the door and made my way to the bus stop.
***
There he was, standing in his usual place on the side of the road in the knee-deep snow.
"Hey" He said smiling at me as I approached. I smiled back. Stan nudged him in the arm while Kenny muttered something to the two of them that made Stan laugh but made Kyle angry.
"Shut up, Kenny!" He yelled. Stan continued to laugh.
"Heya Liv," Stan said turning to me, "Any word from our Dads?"
"Nope," I said, looking down at the snow. Maybe I should wait to give him the letter… The bus approached and I boarded as quickly as I could.
***
"What's that?" Kyle said, looking down at the folded piece of notebook paper lying in the snow.
"Maybe it's another note for my mom, maybe Livy forgot to give it to me and just dropped it by accident." Stan said, reaching for the note.
"Hold on!" Cartman yelled. This could be just what he needed. "It's mine, silly me. It's a note from my mom to Mr. Garrison about their lunch date tomorrow." The other three boys were less than convinced.
"That's bullshit!" Kyle said, reaching for the note.
"Is not!" Cartman yelled, shoving the note down him pants. He smirked. "Just try to get it now, Jew." Kyle took a few steps back.
"You win for now, fat ass."
Once he was comfortably situated on the bus, Cartman pulled the note out of his pants and silently read it.
"This is too good," he mumbled to himself with a smile. "Livy Marsh, You're going down."
***
"Alright Eric, it's your turn to share what you've brought in for show and tell." Mr. Garrison said, listlessly perusing the pages of his Cosmo magazine.
"Today, I was going to bring in an article on the highly inspirational revival of the Nazi movement in Argentina," He said, standing up in front of the group of uninterested fifth grade students. "Instead, I thought I'd share a little love note with you guys. After all, it concerns a few of our very own classmates."
"Oh my God…" Livy said, hiding her face with her hands.
"My dearest Kyle," Cartman began. "I realize you might have been trying to ask me to the dance yesterday. That's really cool. Honestly, I think I like you too…. Hahahaha….. But… uh-oh!....... I don't think this is fair to Nikki, she's liked you since we were five…… haha so true……… She's totally obsessed…… yep she's a creep alright………..Please, give her a chance and just forget about me. I'm not worth it, trust me.... this is also very true. This letter was written to our favorite little Jew by… any guesses?"
"Shut your fucking mouth, Cartman!" Kyle screamed. Stan was holding him down in his chair. Nikki was in tears, and Livy had already run out of the room.
"Yes, Butters?" Cartman pointed to the blonde-haired boy, eagerly raising his hand.
"Oh! I bet Livy Marsh wrote it on account of she just left the room and Kyle has the hots for her."
"Butters!" Alice yelled. "For the love of God, don't provoke him!"
"Yes Ma'am," Butter replied shirking back into his seat.
"You're fucking dead Cartman!" Kyle screamed, breaking free from Stan's grip and lunging at the boy.
"You gotta catch me fist Jew-boy!" Cartman, yelled. But that didn't take too long. And, by the time Mr. Garrison could find someone more competent than himself to break up the fight, Cartman was already sobbing like a girl.
***
"Livy?" Lynda yelled as she walked into the bathroom. "You've been in here for over an hour" I didn't answer. "Olivia Marsh, I see your shoes in the third stall don't you try to hide from me."
I came out of the stall, tears in my eyes. "I've never been more embarrassed in my life. Now they both hate me!" I sobbed. She embraced me in a hug. Just as she did, Kayley and Angela walked in the door.
"That's not true," Kayley said. "My brother could never hate you… My mom could though." Angela smacked her on the side of the head.
"What do you mean?" I said, wiping my nose with the bottom of my sleeve.
"Well…" Angela said, thinking of the right thing to say. "He sort of just beat the shit out of Cartman." No way! I smiled at the mental images.
"How bad is it?" I asked.
"Pretty bad," Kayley replied. "Kyle's in a shit-load of trouble. We've got Sonia and Token stationed in front of the nurse's office trying to get the scoop on just how badly Cartman's beat up. From what we saw… he's going to be feeling the pain for a long time. I'm about to go back with Stan to try to find out what's going on with Kyle in the principal's office." I nodded in approval.
"How's Nikki?" I asked, watching Kayley walk out of the bathroom.
"We don't really know." Angela replied, "It took Rhiannon a long time to find her. Once she did, she couldn't coax her out of the janitor's closet she was hiding in…" Lynda decided to chime in:
"Rhi came back for reinforcements. But Wendy insisted that we should just leave Nikki alone and that this was all her fault for being so obsessed with Kyle in the first place."
"But, that's not true…" I sniffled.
"We know. So then Vivi yelled her head off at Wendy about it. She called her a stupid, selfish bitch with no empathy. Blah, blah, blah… Anyway, eventually Kenny was able to coax Nikki out." I smiled. He'd always been pretty good with her.
"Well, Vivi's never really liked Wendy anyway, and she can be a little…. difficult" The other girls laughed. "Is Nikki angry with me?"
"Truthfully? Yes." Angela replied. Well, at least she was being honest.
"Hey you guys!" Sandra said, swinging open the door to the bathroom. "A fractured arm, a broken nose, a black eye, AND a missing front tooth! Cartman looks like a banged up hobo!" Lucy ran up behind her, and yelled:
"It's fucking sick, dude! You guys should see him! I mean, who knew Kyle had all that brutish strength in him!? It's sort of a turn on if you ask me." Sandra rolled her eyes and replied:
"Shut up, Lu. That's all we need. Besides, didn't you just get in a huge fight over Craig?" Lucy smiled.
"Yep, I guess me and Kyle have a lot in common..." We all stared silently at her. "I'm kidding! God, you guys! Please, lighten up!"
We all laughed, even me. In fact, I may have laughed louder and longer than any of them. Sandra calmed down, and continued with the news.
"Oh! And Kyle broke his right hand from all the hitting." I began to cry again.
"No, no, no! It's ok!" Lynda said patting me on the back. "Geeze, I'm surprised that you're even capable of all these emotions. You always act… well, like such a guy. Who knew a boy could do this to you?"
"I hate boys!" I cried.
"Mmhm, do you hate Kyle?" Lucy said with a grin.
"Noooo!" I moaned, still sobbing. The other girls laughed. "Stop it you guys! This isn't funny!"
"Suspended," Kayley said, standing in the doorway.
"What?" We all replied.
"He's been suspended for the rest of the week. God, my mom is going to kill him."
When you have a strict no study between 6 and 10 pm policy, what's the harm in writing a little more before dinner? After all, I did have 3 cups of coffee today.
I mean, I did go to some study sessions.... That's good enough for me! Why do I have a feeling I'll have a billion more chapters written by the times exams are over?
Well, did you see it coming? This was an easy chapter because it's pretty true to life. The mushy stuff in previous chapters was mostly embellishment. Eleven-year-old boys aren't really that sweet or romantic… Haha. Most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me, no joke. My BFs knuckles are still messed up from beating the kid up. He was almost expelled. I'm glad he wasn't :)
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