December 11
Dear future me,
Well, this week's been shit. I completely bombed that one math test, the library didn't have the second Harry Potter book, and Kyle's been very pissed all week. Normally, Kyle being pissed is a good thing, like when he's mad at his bitch of a mom for putting too much stress on him or when Stan's doing something more stupid than usual. But, this week he's mad at me due to the history project we're doing. (Yeah, Kenny managed to make the plan work.) Now I know pretty much everything about Kyle's anger, really ask me any question and I'll know it. His anger comes in different forms. First, is the slightly ticked off stage. Not really angry, but more like annoyed. His face gets a very slight rose kinda color and he roll his eyes a lot. Tons of things can cause this: Kenny's perverted humor, sitting through a boring lecture, my Jew jokes, when Stan talks about Wendy, just to name a few. The next stage is mildly angry, this is the most boring of all the stages. His face only glows a extremely light red and his ears just start to change shade. This stage is to be avoided at all costs, Kyle will just walk off or ignore me in this stage. Caused by Stan's drunkenness, his bitch mom, getting a bad grade on a test/assignment. Next comes the very best stage, very angry. His face gets completely red as if he were running a mile, his ears light up in the most sexy way possible, and he starts to speak irrationally and yelling a lot. Do you think he acts like this in bed? God, that'd be so hot. I'm getting off topic, the final stage is a really mysterious one. This is the anger to tears stage, here Kyle gets so mad he just gives up and cries. I've only seen it twice. Once, when Stan and him had this huge fight which nearly ended their friendship and the other time today behind the dumpster at school. I went to try and pawn a cigarette off one of the goths, but nope it's Kyle. I had no idea what was going on at first, Kyle stood there punching and kicking the bin yelling about random things that pisssed him off: his mom, Stan and Wendy's disaster of a relationship. Now, at this point I didn't know if I should say something or not. So the punching/kicking anger lasted for another minute or two, then it slowed down punches weren't as lethal kicks not as hard. It continued to slow till Kyle just stopped and broke down right then and there. This is going to sound super gay, but right then and there my soul may have just died. It's like.. getting punched in the gut so hard it takes all the breath out of you. Just. Like. That. So, I went up to him and he looked up at me. His whole face was red, but less of a mad red and more like a sad red if that even makes sense. His eyes were all red and puffy and liquid-y.
"Fuck off fatass." Kyle said, it sounded all weak and shit you know?
So I just said, "My house at 6 to work on the project, yeah?"
He just mumbled something sounding like a 'yeah whatever.' And that was that. It's currently 5:55, so he should be here soon. Uh, I hate this feeling of being powerless it sucks ass. I wanna help you know, but I just... nevermind.
-Me
Cartman slammed the book shut in a mix of sadness, anger, fear, and frustration near impossible to describe. He hid it in his usual hiding spot, a hole in the sheets of his bed. Sighing loudly, Cartman stared into space for a bit thinking of nothing in particular before being interrupted by the doorbell. Quickly, moving down the steps he reached the door and opened it slowly. Unsurprisingly, Kyle waited on the other side. All evidence of crying gone, replaced instead with pure annoyment. The first stage, Cartman noted.
"Let's just get this over with." Kyle said, walking inside the house and up the stairs. Cartman followed closely behind, eyes locked at the red headed boy's perfect ass, watching it move along with the body it belonged to. Up and down as Kyle climbed the stairs. Once the pair reached the room, Kyle dropped to the floor and spread out a variety of papers across the floor.
"So, I was thinking we could..." Kyle began, but Cartman drowned out most of his words in favour of starring at the lips moving up and down. Large, plump, the perfect shade of red, and oh so very kissable lips. This was not starting out well for Cartman.
"Fatass!" Kyle exclaimed, punching him lightly in the shoulder. "are you even paying attention?"
"Nope." Cartman responded truthfully, Kyle only rolled his eyes.
"I was saying, I think we should do the poster on life in the 18th century. What do you think?" Kyle looked down at one of the papers, biting his lip lightly. The small action caused Cartman's mind to go wild with dirty thoughts.
"Okay, think the most unsexual things." He thought to himself, "Butters nude, children, Stan and Wendy fucking. Okay that did it." Kyle snapped his fingers in front of Cartman's face snapping him out of his trance.
"Can you not focus for five seconds?" Kyle asked sarcastically. Cartman chuckled.
"Of course I can... Jew." Cartman added for good measure. Kyle sighed and began writing some notes down on paper about the project. Cartman knew it was going to be a long night.
Ahh, I think I've got the hang of this update thingy. Now, we get to see so Kyle and Cartman interaction. Let me know what you think, reviews are always loved!