Thanks for reviewing! Someone wanted me to put another chapter up asap so here it is! Oh and also for some reason I can't reply to reviews/messages because they won't show when I go on inbox so I'll try and sort that out ASAP. Enjoy... :)

Stan pov

I rang Wendy's doorbell, Clyde's party had already started half an hour ago but Shelly said I had to sort out her computer before I went out and I didn't particularly want to go to a party with a black eye. Even though I was taller and probably stronger than her now, I wouldn't want to get on her bad side! I had text Wendy to let her know, so I hope she wasn't to pissed off. The door opened at that point and Wendy appeared in a tight black mini skirt and purple tank top. I was about to comment on how great she looked but she hushed me and closed her door slowly and quietly. Then she grabbed my hand and ran up the road, laughing.

"Uh... Wendy?" I panted, out of breath when she finally stopped. "What are you doing?"

"Sorry, I just had to get away from my mum before she started telling me what I can and can't do tonight!" She giggled. "Now you can tell me how great my party outfit is!"

"Ok... You look beautiful babe." I laughed with her. I was a bit side tracked, I was still confused about this morning. After Kyle and Cartman had a few good punches at each other, they had just fell on the floor, rolling about in the snow and laughing! Something Cartman and Kyle never did. Then Kyle had got up and linked arms with me (making the group of 5th graders across the road look at us weirdly). Then he'd told me everything about his dad on the bus, as if everything had just blown over between us. He's been like that a lot lately, he's really hormonal. I'm not really surprised though, with everything going on in his life, I'd be in pieces if I was in that situation.

"Is Kyle coming tonight?" Wendy asked as if she could read my thoughts.

"I think he's coming later on, when he's straightened his mum out." I replied, I'd told Wendy everything at lunch. "I hope he does though because otherwise I'll be left with a drunk Clyde, a pessimistic Craig and Kenny will probably be in the bedroom making his way through all the girls at the party!" I added, Wendy gave a slight cough, I glanced at her. "Oh no, I know you won't be in the bedroom with Kenny, I trust you, don't worry!" I said.

"No!" She exclaimed. "I mean, won't you be hanging out with me at the party?"

"Oh... yeah, I mean when your hanging out with Bebe and stuff." I corrected myself, that was stupid!

"Oh trust me, the only person Bebe will be 'hanging out with' tonight, will be the host!" Wendy giggled. We arrived at Clyde's house and rang the doorbell. It opened almost immediately and Clyde was standing there with a bottle of Bud's in his hand.

"Already on the alcohol, Clyde?" I mused. I stepped inside, my ears filling with loud music.

"Hey, lay off of me, I'm sixteen!" He slurred. Clyde is actually supposed to be a junior, but because his birthday was right before summer vacation, they held him back a year, so the year we all go fifteen, Clyde goes sixteen. There isn't actually that big a gap though, we break up for summer in a week and my birthday is as soon as we go back to school, which kind of sucks! I walk down the hallway and into a big room off to the right hand side, dragging Wendy with me. I see a big table which is the full length of one wall, stacked with bottles. A sign above it reads 'alcohol, please help yourself, soft drinks are underneath table if you are a pussy."

"Well, I'm going to start off by being a pussy then!" I said to Wendy and she giggled as I reached for a Sprite. "You want one?" I asked.

"Nah, i'm alright for now." She replied. "Who the hell are all these people?" I glanced around the living room, there were teenagers of all ages, but I don't think there were any younger than fourteen.

"I dunno," I replied. "Looks like they've all wandered in off the street." I turned around to see Kenny going at it in the corner, with some girl I had never seen before. Wendy saw too;

"Someone's a bit eager!" She exclaimed.

"It's Kenny" I replied. "What more would you expect?" At that moment, a guy who looked about seventeen came and stood between me and Wendy.

"Yeah, he's already made his way through four of them." The guy slurred, clearly already pissed, he turned to Wendy. "It'll be you next!" He pretended to shoot her with an imaginary gun.

"Dude, that's my girlfriend." I snapped.

"So..." The guy grinned at her and walked off. She looked half shocked, half amused.

"...Ok, that's it, you're not leaving my sight until we leave, this place!" I sighed. She laughed at me, I think she thought I was joking. But I wasn't...