That whole rehearsal Stan's mind kept racing. He desperately wanted to talk to Kyle, unfortunately that wasn't happening because when you are big parts in musicals, you are rehearsing all the time. Luckily, Garrison had nothing to say to Stan today, but Stan didn't care. He only cared about talking to his super best friend. What do I say to him? I know I should thank him, but he deserves so much more than that.
"Hey Stan, Stan? Stan hello?" A voice said shaking Stan from his thoughts. He looked in the direction of the voice to see Lana.
"Rehearsals are over." Lana said. "Everyone is leaving."
"Oh shit, is Kyle still around?"
"No, he bolted out of here as soon as rehearsals were over."
"Damn, I really need to talk to him."
"About what?"
"About this morning."
"Oh you saw what he did?" For you. Lana thought to herself.
"Yeah, I did."
"What are you going to say?"
"I don't know."
"You can start with thank you."
"But he deserves more than that."
"True."
"Lana, what would you do if Butters did that for you?"
"Well, I would probably embrace him and tell him thank you and that he's the best boyfriend ever."
"I might do that, minus the embracing and boyfriend part of course. Maybe I'll just call him."
"Yeah...I hope I was somewhat of a help." Lana smiled.
"You were. Thanks Lana." Stan smiled back. The two then preceded to leave the auditorium together.
Cartman paced his room. He was confused and angry. She wouldn't do this to me. He thought. She worships the ground I walk on. But then again, she could be seeing Kevin behind my back. After all, she already went behind my back by associating with him. After all, I know what I fucking saw. She was hugging him! Hugging him! They must be seeing each other. No! Because it was only a hug and hugging can mean nothing, it's not like they were kissing...but that could be next? Shit I need proof. Proof that AJ is faithful and that what happened between her and Kevin meant nothing. Or the proof can be that they are seeing each other. Fuck I hope not. I think the first step into getting proof, is to get involved with the musical so I can keep an eye on them. The question is how?
That night Stan called Kyle. Kyle looked at his caller id. He hesitated at first to pick up the phone, but sighed and answered.
"Stan." Kyle said. "I'm kind of busy right now I really can't talk."
"Dude, you are not busy." Stan replied.
"Yes I am."
"Doing what?"
"Ugh...family stuff."
"Bullshit."
"How do you know?"
"Because I'm your sbf and I know what days you do stuff with your family."
"Fine." Kyle sighed. "You caught me. Now, why are you calling me?"
"I wanted to talk about what happened in the classroom this morning." Stan responded.
"Oh that...you saw that?"
"Yeah and I think you know I did."
"How come?"
"You've been avoiding me. Why?"
"Because I may have went overboard a little."
"A little?!"
"Okay I was acting like a total psycho."
"Yeah...you were."
"I know but I was just sick and tired of the bullshit and I couldn't stand by watching and listening to them making fun of you. I'm sorry Stan."
"Why are you apologizing!? Kyle, I should be thanking you."
"Thanking me?"
"Yes, what you did shows me how much you care about me. Thank you, thank you so much dude."
"I do care about you, you're my best friend."
"Super best friend." Stan corrected.
"Right." Kyle chuckled.
"Thank you again Kyle, without you I would probably still be the laughing stock of the school."
"You're welcome."
"See you in school tomorrow?"
"Yeah."
"Cool, see you then."
"Wait! Stan?"
"Yeah?"
"Errr never mind. I lost my train of thought."
"Oh, okay bye."
"Bye." Kyle hung up his phone and sighed. I couldn't tell him, I just couldn't tell him.
The next day came and everything seemed pretty normal. It was a sunny day with of course, snow. Nobody was talking smack about Stan anymore as he sat down in his seat, however, when Kyle sat down, nobody spoke for a few seconds but eventually continued their normal morning chatter. Cartman walked into class last, sat down and put his feet on his desk and stared at AJ, whom was talking to Heidi and Nicole.
"Dude." Kenny said tapping Cartman on the back interrupting Cartman's gaze. "Dude, Cartman you missed the awkward silence when Kyle sat down. I think everyone is scared."
"Kinny, I really don't give a damn about the Jew right now." Cartman replied.
"Whoa. That's a first. You usually love to get into anything Kyle related."
"There are more important things to worry about."
"Like what?"
"None of your business." Kenny frowned and turned his attention away from his friend.
"Okay students." Mr. Garrison said walking in. "Before we start class today, I spoke with Mr. Mackey and we agreed we could use someone to help take charge with the musical. We are offering a student director position to anyone whom wants to be in charge of rehearsal attendance, keep track of props and costumes, and help Mackey and I with directing the show, and communicating via headset with Mr. Adler for tech cues during the show and tech week. If you want to be student director, you have to start today and be at every rehearsal for now on."
While Garrison spoke of this opportunity, Cartman couldn't believe his luck. It was almost too much of a convenience to believe that this was his ticket into involving himself with the musical.
"Any volunteers?" Garrison asked. Cartman's hand shot up. "Does anyone else want to volunteer?" Bradley shot up his hand but immediately put it down when Cartman shot him a death stare. "Okay, fine. Eric, you'll be the student director."
As Mr. Garrison began his lesson, Stan leaned in and whispered to Kyle.
"Dude, we are so fucked."
"You think?" Kyle responded in a hushed tone. "Cartman is going to abuse his power and he's going to ruin everything."
"Probably."
"Just imagine it."
"Oh yeah I'm imagining it Kyle."
"Kyle! Stan! Shut up and pay attention, geez!" Mr. Garrison shouted. The two sighed and stopped their conversation.
When the time came for rehearsal, the cast had their guard up. Word got out pretty fast that Cartman was the new student director. They began to brace themselves for one shitty rehearsal. However, it wasn't shitty. Cartman was willing to do anything to spy on AJ and Kevin even if it meant following his duties and not being a dick to keep his position.
When the cast was on break, Cartman wondered back stage where he was supposed to check in with the crew working on props and then speak with AJ about costumes. Cartman hurried to the crew in charge of props, wrote a list of required props and circles the ones being worked on. He then dashed to the costume room where AJ was hard at work at the sewing machine and of course, Kevin was there. Cartman hid behind a corner of the doorway out of sight.
"Is that one of Wendy's costumes?" Kevin asked.
"Yeppers." AJ said with a smile. "I found this dress in the costume room and I'm giving it ribbons and some lace. Oh maybe I'll add frills."
"It looks nice."
"Thank you."
"I'm serious. You really are talented with a needle and thread."
"Oh stop it, you'll start to make me blush."
Upon hearing that Mr. Adler called Kevin on his provided walkie to come back to the techies. Kevin said his goodbye and left not noticing Cartman.
Once Kevin was gone, Cartman stepped into the costume room.
"Eric!" AJ shouted running to him only to be stopped by his hand.
"Eh, we're on official business. We can't be doing any of that here." Cartman said.
"Ohhhhhh. Right." AJ then put her hands behind her back innocently. "Soooo you must be here for costumes."
"Yes. Show me."
"Otay! I'm currently working on Wendy's first costume and I have one of the ensemble's butler costumes done."
"Let me see the butler costume." AJ nodded and pulled out the butler costume that eventually all of the boys in the ensemble would wear.
"What do you think?"
"It looks like shit."
