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"Jealousy is, I think, the worst of all faults because it makes a victim of both parties."
-Gene Tierney
It's the glorious monday again, a school day. I just can't wait to go back to school and to the friendly people waiting for me there, to tell me some kind words to brighten up my day. Alright, enough of sarcasm. It's a little past 7am at the moment and I just got a text from Kenny, where he asked me to eat lunch with him today, which I agreed to, since I saw no problem with that. Eating alone is something I've been doing a lot for a few days now, so it would be nice to eat together with a friend for once, like I used to.
This time I am actually taking the phone with me to school, since I have a reason to carry it with me now, which I am of course really excited about. That doesn't mean I'll be texting Kenny as soon as the bell rings though, but it does mean texting during boring lectures, during which I usually just stare out the window or doodle in one of my notebooks anyway.
Once I've eaten breakfast and done everything else my morning routine consist of, I head out to go to the bus stop. When I reach it, I am pleasantly surprised by Kenny being there, but I am also intrigued by what Cartman's been up to the last couple of days and to see him finally be at the bus stop for once, seems to be a good opportunity to ask him, but then again... will I be able to?
POV CHANGE TO ~ CARTMAN
Trying my best to ignore the presence of that one guy I kind of despise, I look over to the side, so I wouldn't have to look at him, but then I spot someone else in the distance, approaching us. From far away, I can already tell that it's the Jew, because of his tiny figure and red fiery hair- but perhaps also, because nobody else really uses the bus anymore, except for middle schoolers and us, I guess.
When the Jewrat gets closer, I note that he seems to be burning up. Oh jeez, did he get a cold? For fuck's sake, I even covered him up with my warm coat and walked home practicly freezing, but you don't see me coughing or sneezing, do you? Once he gets close enough, I am going to scold the hell out of him.
Not even a minute later and he is standing next to me or well, more accurately, between me and 'the one who's name I am not going to mention'. Before I could even open my mouth, the two have started a conversation and I'm more then pissed. What the hell. How dare they just ignore me like that?! Not only that, Kyle just walked past me like I wasn't even there. I atleast expected him to mouth a short greeting or I don't know, thank me perhaps? I was there for him, when he was a in a state of weakness and did not take advantage of that, but instead comforted him. I comforted him and that's how he repays me?!
"Oy, Jew."
They stop their conversation, when I interrupt them and turn their heads in my direction. The blondie has this annoying smirk on his face, as per usual and I am trying my hardest to not punch it again- and the Jew just looks blank as a paper. Did he really catch a cold or what? He looks so goddamn pale. If he was sick, he should of just stayed home, but then again, his mom is such a bitch she probably wouldn't of let him stay home anyway, so nevermind.
"You sick or what?"
He looks at me, with a look of pure confusion, before asking, "...What?" in the most lost and questioning voice possible.
"That's what I'm asking."
POV CHANGE TO ~ KENNY
I look at my two friends, if you can call Cartman one of them, starting something up again. I am amused, but also relived. It seems these two are still talking to eachother, so it means Kyle wasn't completely alone and miserable during the past few days. Well, actually, he probably was still pretty miserable, seeing as it's Cartman, but atleast he wasn't lonely.
"Fuck you, fatass," I hear eventually, after zoning out and can't stop myself from snorting, which gains me the attention of two people. Kyle is just glaring at me, but 'fatass' is pushing my buttons, with his comments about how poor I am. It doesn't really help, that my last death was caused by him, but not wanting to die again so soon, I keep myself from jumping at him and instead make a comment of my own, "says the guy whos only income is from his mother's whoring."
Knowing that it was a low blow, I expected the outcome, which was his fist in my face, again. This time there wasn't any roofs to fall off from, to my luck, but I think I heard something crack at the impact. I curse loudly and hiss, falling onto the cold hard ground and I'm pretty sure my nose is bleeding by now. Yup, it is. Fuck. Oh and I just realised, I landed in a puddle, so now I am all wet as well. Wonderful.
"-Kenny!" Kyle yelps, not seeing that coming and rushes over to me in an instant, to my aid. How cute. I'll have to remember to tease him about that later.
"Sweet pea," I answer him, trying my best to keep a smirk on my face, but I don't think it's fooling him.
The look he gives me startles me a little. It's full of so much concern and worry, it's something I'm not used to seeing. If Kyle was a chick, I think I'd be all over him by now, but he is not, he just slightly reminds me of one. He lacks any muscles, he has shorter hair now, that frames his face perfectly and he is tinier then any guy I've seen, that is our age. Not to mention those big green eyes of his, that are so expressive and full of emotion. Well damn, if I didn't know any better, I'd think I was falling for him.
I unconsciously lick my lips, as I look him over one more time and before I know it, he's helped me up to my feet and we are already stepping onto the bus. When it arrived, I have no idea, but I'm glad it did, before I would of done something I'd later regret. Not that I haven't done something I regret by now.
POV CHANGE TO ~ CARTMAN
What. The. Fuck. I knew that that scum was a slut, but for him to go that far? I don't even know anymore. Before me, that stupid blond, is rather openly checking out the completely oblivious Jew, like there was no tomorrow. If the red-head wasn't so worried about him, I would of already ripped him to pieces by now. Speaking of the Jew, since when does he get along with that prick again? There is definitely something I'm missing here and I don't like it. They look too darn close to eachother, for people who used to hate eachother's guts just a few days ago. Well, not really hate eachother, but they were definitely not getting along either.
Before I can interrupt whatever moment they were having, the bus arrives and I make my way inside. Once I had taken my seat, I see them come in aswell and take a seat in the way front, next to eachother. For some reason, it makes me unbelievably angry.
POV CHANGE TO ~ KYLE
After the busride, we all seperate. None of us have the first period together. Sadly, when talking to Kenny on the bus, I learned that we don't share any classes at all, like completely none, so I'll have to either find him during the breaks or wait until the lunch. Sigh, why does Cartman share so many classes with me, but not Kenny? It's as if it was some kind of sick joke. Cartman is someone I am definitely trying to stay clear of, for the rest of my life. Just seeing his face at the bus stop was too much for me, I couldn't stop myself from thinking back to saturday and I'm pretty positive, that he noticed my blush this morning. God, now I'm completely certain, that he thinks I'm a fag. So, why? Why do I have to spend almost the whole day with him?!
Like I expected, Cartman is bothering me again. It's the second period and he has turned his whole body in my direction, talking about something, which I am not paying attention to. Seriously, does none of the teacher's give a crap? Everytime we are in the same classroom, Cartman pays almost no attention to what the teacher is saying and starts a conversation with me, which makes me unable to pay attention as well.
"You listening, Jew?" Cartman asks, bringing me back to reality. For a moment I think of just nodding, but then I end up saying, "No," anyway. He clicks his tongue at my answer, but he doesn't seem as pissed as I thought he would be, hearing me say that.
For a moment he seems deep in thought, but then he looks back at me and opens his mouth, asking me something, that I most definitely wasn't expecting. "Am I the first one to have gotten the 'lap service' or what?"
The tone in which he asked me that wasn't joking, but it wasn't completely serious either. I'm not sure how he wants me to reply to that, so I just keep quiet and avert my gaze from him. He can't really be expecting me to answer to that, right? Wrong.
"Kahl, I don't think I catched that."
Crap, he actually wants me to say something. Wait... why am I freaking out so much anyway? I mean, it's not like I fell asleep on his lap on purpose or anything. He was the one who hugged me out of no where. Oh, right. He did, didn't he? He hugged me.
Without intending to, my gaze is back on Cartman and I am full on staring at him. I think it's making him uncomfortable, but I don't really care at the moment.
"Why did you hug me?" I ask him and for a moment he looks at me, as if he didn't understand what I was asking, before he goes wide-eyed and completely red in the face. I don't think his red from anger for once and that realisation, makes me go red as well and also, not from anger.
We stare at eachother for quite a while, not saying anything, before cartman speaks up again, "I don't know..." he says, in almost a whisper and I leave it be for now. It's getting awkward for some reason, for the both of us, so we just stop talking to eachother for the rest of the class.
The third an fourth period Cartman didn't bother me once. I was glad, but also not. It's lunch time and during the last minute of fourth period, Kenny told me to go and eat lunch with him on the roof. Since nobody really goes there, I figured it be nice, seeing as people are still acting pretty shitty towards me, though not as much anymore. I hope the last thing I just thought, won't backfire on me. Most of the time, when you think things like, 'it can't get any worse then that,' for example, it always does.
POV CHANGE TO ~ CARTMAN
Seeing the Jew, who I still own an answer to, go upstairs, I figured I'd follow him. Soon I find myself on the roof. It was all too familiar and once I open the door to it, I am met with a picture, that makes it even more familiar. 'The one who's name will not be mentioned' is with the Jew, again, all alone. I don't know why I thought the last part, but I'll ignore it for now. I have all the time in the world, to figure out what exactly I'm feeling for that Jewrat and now's not exactly the best of times for that.
The sight of the two, sitting right next to eachother, thighs touching and eating lunch together, it's sickening. I can hear them laughing about something and it looks almost as if... I shake my head at that thought and look back at their figures, only to look away again. Why is all this pissing me off that much? I mean, I know I certainly feel something for the Jew, but this is just too much. Maybe this is the right time to figure out what exactly I feel for him, before it's too late.
POV CHANGE TO ~ KENNY
I find it more then amusing, knowing that we're being watched, by a certain fatass. I had found the way he acted in the morning slightly strange, but now, I think I've figured it out. This is going to be fun. Thinking that, I knowingly press myself even closer to Kyle and from the corner of my eye, I can see Cartman turning away his gaze from us. I can't, this is just too hilarious. I can't believe that fatso is jealous!
"-and after that, he ran out of the livingroom like the wind, swearing and cussin like never before," Kyle goes on and I nod my head, to signal him to go on, before I set my eyes back on the lardo, who still hasn't moved from the door. Hmm, maybe I should knock it up a notch, ay?
Slowly, so Kyle wouldn't notice, I bring my arm up and around him. I firmly hold onto his waist with on of my hands and then bring my other hand to his chin, to hold up his head. He stops mid sentence and stares at me, confused and slightly alarmed. I can't see the look on Cartman's face at me moment, but I'm sure it's for the best, that I don't get distracted at the moment.
Before Kyle can wiggle out of my grasp, I bring his face closer to mine and with my other arm, press him even closer to my body, so he is tehnically on my lap by now. He looks at me with questioning eyes, but I can see a blush creeping onto his face, which makes me want to break the act and tease him instead, but perhaps this isn't enough and I should go further then that. Without giving Kyle time to react or even an explanation, I press our lips together.
I hear the sound of footsteps coming in our direction, but I don't falther and instead, deepen the kiss, closing my eyes. Kyle isn't resisting, probably in too much of a shock, which is good, since it makes it seem, like he is not against this and makes is more believable. I can't believe I'm actually doing this, just so the two idiots could realise what they're feeling for eachother.
POV CHANGE TO ~ KYLE
Wha... What is happening? I think, when I find myself in Kenny's lap, one of his arms around me, other proping up my head and our lips locked. I am too shocked to react, to pull away, to do anything. I just sit in his hold, like a rock, motionlessly. But, before I can register what has happened, I hear a moan. It was me who moaned and the shock from hearing that, finally makes me come to my senses and I start to struggle.
To my surprise, Kenny let's me go without even a fight and as I stand on my shaking legs and beet-red face, I suddenly realise, that we're not alone. I see a shadow loom over Kenny's body and when I raise my gaze, I see Cartman... what is he doing here?! Oh no, shit, fuck! I'm not sure what to think, say, do- I just stand like a statue, except that I am shaking like a leaf and my heart is beating faster then ever.
POV CHANGE TO ~ CARTMAN
Trying my best to look away, I stare at nothing, but soon I can't resist any longer and my eyes are back on the two. What I didn't see coming and what I didn't not expect to see, was them being even closer then before. They are too damn close, what the hell is going on? It almost seems like the Jew and Blondie are...
Without finishing that thought, I am already walking over to the two and the closer I get, the more it seems that they are ki- doing that thing, that stars with a K. I don't feel angry, for some unexplainable reason, but instead I feel anxious and perhaps I'm even scared. I don't what I'm in fear of, but I do have an idea. I just hope they aren't doing, what I think they are and it just seems that way because of the angle. However, I know, that life is never that easy.
Not even a few seconds later and I'm already towering over them. I guess they noticed my presence, since they've now parted. I stand over the blondie, too much of a coward, to look over at the red-head. Just then I remember, the question the latter asked me in the morning. 'Why did you hug me?' was it not. I didn't know the answer then, but I think I know what it is now. It's really simple really and quite obvious, I don't know what took me so long, to find it. Perhaps seeing that, made me come to my senses, but I'm not sure if to be glad of that or not. Somehow it feel more like the latter.
POV CHANGE TO ~ KYLE
I'm shaking and I can't stop, my heart is hammering in my chest in an incredible rate, I'm sweating more then after a PE lesson and my eyes are glued to the person standing in front of me. He is not even looking at me and that makes me feel even worse, I feel quilty, but I don't know why. I don't even remember how or what happened, but I feel like I've sinned and now, here before me, stands the Judge. I'd lower my head, but I can't, my body isn't in my control any more.
"-you," I then hear the Judge say and my heart skips a beat, though it might of been two, I'm not so sure. Before I can even have a moment to explain myself, he is running away from me and I think of running after him, but my legs are rooted in place. I then feel my cheeks becoming wet. Not again, I think, knowing that I am crying. I thought that for sure, I was done with that, but it's evident now, that I'm not.
POV CHANGE TO ~ KENNY
Oh fuck. I think I might of gone too far with this. I look up at the sobbing Kyle and then turn my head, to see Cartman running off into the distance. This isn't what I wanted to happen at all, nope, this is the opposite of that. Well then, I think I'm definitely not cut out to be the cupid, not even close. Time to put aside the bow and arrows.
Not much time later, Kyle has also left and I'm left all alone on the roof. I think, I might of made a big mistake and I don't trust myself to fix this. Shit. Then what am I supposed to do exactly? Ask for help? Who the help would be willing to help exactly?! I think the hole I've digged for myself, is too damn deep.
So I promised some Kyman and kissing soon, but I didn't say what I meant by both of them and how exactly I was going to give them.
Oh Kenny, you silly goo~! Don't you know that teenagers in love are fragile?