Chapter 11: Secret Day (SPOV)
The next morning I woke up in a cold sweat. I examined my surroundings and discovered that I fell asleep with my clothes on. "Shit" I hopped out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom, I was a mess. I looked at myself in the mirror and said to myself, "Well Stan, today you go out with Kyle. Everything is going to be the same as it ever was. Kyle's your best friend. You're going out as best friends today." I felt something missing.
I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I was about to walk out of the bathroom when I noticed I was still wearing my sweater. I looked at it hard and thought, "I wonder if he noticed that I was wearing the one he gave me when I pointed out that he was wearing the one I gave him." I walked out of the bathroom.
I walked into my room and changed my clothes. Kyle didn't give these to me, but I still liked them.
I ambled down the stairs and grabbed a quick bite to eat. The movie starts at 12:15 and it's already 11:45. "I should get going." I said to myself.
I grabbed my coat and walked outside. Another cold morning. I opened my car door and started the engine. Today will be a better day.
(KPOV)
I woke up a bit early today. I knew the movie was at 12:15 so I made sure that I was ready to go when Stan arrived. I looked at my reflection in the window. "I look good." I reassured myself as I watched what was going on outside. Nothing. It's too early for anything to happen. But not too early for my date with Stan.
I started to blush. "It would be pretty cool if that was what it really was."
I reflected on last nights events. I shuddered when I remembered what Stan said.
"Fine then! Live your fag life with Kenny! Catch a STD or two! SEE IF I CARE!"
I shut my eyes. Don't think about that Kyle.
I opened my eyes again. This time, I remembered the other thing he said to me.
"I only want you to be happy Kyle, even if it's with Kenny and not me."
I blushed even harder. I even started to tear up. What in the world was that suppose to mean?
A tear fell down my cheek, but then I heard a car pull up my driveway. I wiped off my tears and regained my composure. I waited until I heard the...
Knock.
I headed for the door. Opened it.
"Hi Kyle," Stan greeted my as I grabbed my scarf from the banister. Stan watched me from the door.
"You wear a scarf?" Stan eyed me weirdly.
"Yeah, it's cold!" I defended myself.
Stan still was eyeing me strangely.
"Oh whatever," I walked past him as we both laughed.
I experienced a weird de ja vou.
I walked toward his car and he unlocks it for me. I climb in the passenger seat and he pulls out of my driveway. "Do you want to grab a bite to eat?" he suggests.
"The movie starts in 30 minutes though," I look towards him, "Will we have time."
He thinks about it, "Well I was thinking more on the lines of bringing something into the movie theater. They overprice everything inside." He looks at me.
"Oh yeah, we could get some kind of snackage going on." He starts to pull into a convenience store. I pull out a five.
He parks the car and I walk out. He follows. We walk in and I go straight for the candy, "Sugar Free, Sugar Free" I whisper to myself as I rummage through the stacks of candy they provide. I grab two packs of sugar free Jolly Ranchers.
"You know they have sugar free Hershey Bars now," he says to me as he grabs a pack of Starbursts.
I laugh, "Yeah, which taste like shit." I grab a diet coke in the fridge up front.
"Really?" he takes a look at the ingredients in the Hershey bar which has no sugar in it. Who ever heard of such a thing…
"Hm, yeah I wouldn't trust a chocolate bar that's sugar free." He puts it back. I walk up with my candy and my coke. He puts his down next to mine.
"Is this all?" the cashier asks him.
"Yeah," he hands her a ten. He just paid for my stuff.
"Stan, I have money, you didn't have to do that." The cashier gives him his change.
"I was an ass last night, it's the least I could do." We walk out of the store. I'm blushing.
We get in the car and I put the candy in my coat pockets and I hide my coke inside my jacket.
"What are you doing?" Stan asks me as he watches me hide my food.
"Don't you know?" I ask him, "Theater workers hate it when you bring your own stuff in. They want you to buy their crap." I get situated.
Stan looks at his candy, "I never noticed."
"It's bad business. They lose money." I added.
Stan tries to hold back his laughter. "You sounded really Jewish when you said that."
"Shut the fuck up, Stan." I punch him as we drive out of the store. He's laughing. I smile.
(SPOV)
There's the movie theater. I drive in and park in the back. I grab my candy; I shove it in my jacket. Kyle gets out of the car and his coke falls out of his coat onto the ground, "Shit," I hear him say. He leans over to pick it up and his candy slips out of his pockets, "SHIT!" I start laughing.
"Here," I help him out. I take his candy and I put it with mine. "Thanks," Kyle gets up.
"I hope your coke doesn't explode." I mention to him as he looks at it.
"It sure is fizzy," he laughs, "I hope it doesn't go off in the movie theater.
"That would be hilarious," I picture it happening in my head.
Kyle puts the coke away, "Ok then, I'll make sure I point it your way when I open it."
"Dude, I'll fucking kill you," I threaten him as I walk towards the box office.
He gets out his coke and acts like he's going to open it in front of me. I freak out and push him away, he laughs. "Don't you try that shit on me!" I shout at him as I get out my money and walk towards the ticket guy.
"Two for Clerks 2," he gets two tickets out.
"Stan, I can pay for myself. I have money." Kyle lectures me.
I take the tickets, "Dude calm down, I got paid last week. I can handle it." He stares me down angrily. "Let me do something nice for you," I walk into the theater. "I have the money," He follows me. I let him catch up with me as I get closer to his ear and whisper, "Unlike Kenny."
I can't read his reaction, its dark in the theater. Something tells me he's blushing. That felt gay.
We find two seats near the back since we usually give our own commentary during any movie we see with each other, we laugh pretty hard sometimes.
The movie starts, "Here's your candy Kyle," I hand him his sugar free Jolly Ranchers. "Thanks," he opens the bag. He takes out his coke, looks at me, we're starting to crack up, opens it…
HISSSSSSS
"Oh my God!" Kyle holds out the raging coke bottle and we both laugh hysterically. He sets it on the floor, people look at us. They're already annoyed.
"Sorry," he manages to say. I can't breathe I'm laughing so hard.
"Can't breathe," I'm wheezing as I try to calm down, "Can't breathe."
Shit. My asthma. I rummage around my pockets for my inhaler. Found it, I shake it.
I inhale the mist. I'm ok now.
Kyle looks at me, "Are you okay dude?"
I calm down, "Yeah man, that was just too funny."
We both look at the coke, it's done fizzing. Kyle picks it up and takes a sip. I look at the screen. "Dude, I didn't know Rosario Dawson was in this movie,"
Kyle replied, "Yeah, wasn't she Mimi in Rent?"
I looked at him awkwardly, "You watched Rent?"
"Shut up," he grunts.
We basically did that sort of stuff throughout the movie. Laughing pretty hard at some of the parts. I think the entire theater hates us by now. We're having a blast.
When the movie was over, Kyle and I watched the credits and saw who was who.
"Oh my god! Ben Affleck made an appearance!" We both noticed his name in the credits.
"Dude ever since that guy showed up at South Park, I always thought he was a creep." Kyle kept watching the screen.
"Yeah, didn't Cartman give him a hand job?" I asked him.
"Dude I don't want to know," We started getting out of our seats.
The theater emptied out and we noticed some people looking at us while mumbling stuff under their breathe, Kyle and I laughed.
We walked back to the car and got in. I start the engine and head to Kyle's house. Kyle's house is closer to the movie theater than mine, we were there in like 2 minutes.
"Did you notice that Jason Mewes was wearing a Buddy Christ shirt?" I asked Kyle as I pulled onto his driveway.
"Yeah, Dogma was a pretty funny movie." He stepped out of my car, "Well I'll see you later Stan,"
"Wait," I call out to him. He turns around. "What Stan," he asks.
"Uh, do you want to go back to my place and chill?" I invite him over.
Kyle looks at the ground, "Well I promised Kenny that I would stop by his place tonight, but I'll hit you up on the next time, ok?"
Rejected.
"Oh okay, that's cool." I put my car in reverse, "See ya Kyle,"
"Bye Stan," he walks towards his door.
I've never felt so lonely before in my entire life.
(TBC)