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Cartman pov
"Butters, are we really gonna do this?" I muttered under my breath. We had been sitting in the car for ten minutes; I didn't have the will power to go in.
"Look, Eric, If we don't do this now, then when are we going to do it? Besides, does it really matter what people think?" Butters turned to face me.
"Um... yeah." I exclaimed. "Look, I know I shouldn't care but, this is hard for me."
"And you don't think it's hard for me?" Butters insisted. "Look I'm sorry but I just think you're caring more about what others think than what really matters. Isn't this for us? You were the one who asked me to prom, but I guess... if you really can't do this, we could go home?" He sighed.
"No." I confided.
"No?" Butters repeated.
"Let's do this, I want to do it. You're right, I care to much about what other people think of me. I always have and that's why I have no courage. I have always pretended to be someone I'm not, just for other people's benefit, so they would pay attention to me. I'm sick of it now, if people don't want to accept me for who I am, then... well I don't care. This is the day I turn things around, show them who I really am. Come out from under the mask." I tugged Butters out of the car before I backed out.
"...And the closet." Butters added, I gave him that look again.
"Really not the time Butters." I sighed and continued to walk towards where the prom was happening, towards the future, where after fifteen years, I would finally show my true colours.
Tweek Pov
Prom had kicked off, and it was better than I ever imagined it could be. People weren't treating me differently; people weren't whispering about me or saying hateful things, like I imagined they would. I swear I was the happiest person here, especially when me and Craig danced, I had no more worries; I had come out to everyone, even my parents, I had the best boyfriend ever, my twitching had stopped. The list could go on.
"So, Tweek." Kenny appeared at my side. "Enjoying life?" He wasn't wearing his parka tonight and was in a tuxedo, just like everyone else's, apart from his was probably like 'Chanel' or something!
"Oh yeah!" I exclaimed. "It's the best." We both looked over at Craig who was laughing with Token and Nichole over by the drinks. We were silent for a moment and then Kenny turned around to me.
"I look up to you, you know." He piped up, I raised my eyebrows as if to ask why. "You made me realise that I don't have to cover anything up anymore." He indicated to himself. "You know, I can finally take the parka off, show who I really am."
"Well, I think this whole nights gonna be about that." I smiled.
"Why?" He asked and I nodded behind him. He spun around and gasped. "Oh My God!" A lot of other people in the room were clearly shocked too. I actually couldn't believe who just walked in; Cartman and Butters... holding hands. Cartman, Eric Cartman.
Cartman pov
"Shit, Butters, everyone's looking at us." I hissed through gritted teeth. Why the hell had I done this, I would actually have to kill myself now, I wanted to run away and hide, then shoot myself. I quickly let go of Butters' hand. Maybe I could recover, maybe I could start yelling at Butters, pretending it was all his fault. No, I couldn't do that, I could feel him tense, next to me. He was as nervous as me and anyway I needed to whip the mask off in one go. Then I'd be fine. "Uh... hey everyone." I stuttered. I was so stupid, the music had stopped, the noise had stopped, there was complete silence and every person in the room was frozen. Was I just imagining this because when Tweek and Craig announced their news, I swear there wasn't a silence as long as Armageddon. I was waiting for people to start clapping and cheering, just like they did before, but silence.
I had no idea what I was doing then, I was running, but not out of the building, towards the stage. I climbed up and everyone automatically turned to face me. I grabbed the microphone. "...Look... Yeah I know you're all shocked, but I need to let this out; All my life, ever since my first day of elementary school, I have pretended to be someone I'm not. You see, I never thought it would lead to this, I never thought I would turn out like... I have." I gulped. "I know how you all see me, who you always pictured me as; fat, racist, sexist, extremely annoying, lazy, manipulative, spoilt, sadistic, offensive, rude, I could go on. But the truth is... I'm not really that person, well yeah I'm fat and pretty spoilt but all those other things, I made happen." Still blank faces. "...I never wanted to be one of those people who just blend into the shadows, I wanted to be different, someone who would stay in people's minds, forever... I lied, right from the start. In middle school, I attempted to change, I began to get better grades at school and thought maybe I could turn my life around. I used Kyle as an excuse, and then eventually began to use all of you as a way to make my new character stronger. I picked on him for being a Jew, and then I picked on Token for being black, and Stan for liking Wendy and Wendy for being smart and Tweek for his addictions and Craig for his monotone and Kenny for being secretive and Butters for being well... Butters. But... I never meant any of it , honestly. But now, now I've eventually decided to start over, if you'll let me." I took a deep breath, I had either just wrecked my life, or I had made it better. It was Butters who started clapping and to my surprise, so did the rest of the room. Stan and Kenny were beaming, Mr. Mackey and Mr. Garrison, my old elementary school teachers, were clapping me on the back, the whole room was cheering. Butters leapt on to the stage and hugged me.
"Thank you." He whispered. The music began playing again, something about roots and branches, but it certainly fitted with the scene. People began to chat between themselves, yeah I knew it was about me, but I didn't care. People began to dance, so I stepped off the stage and let Timmy get back to his DJ skills. It was all over, I had done it, now I could enjoy myself!
Kenny pov
Oh My God, were the three words going through my head. Was prom turning into some sort of dramatic story book? First, Wendy turns up at prom, well I already knew she was going to come , but I was not sure whether she would actually turn up. Then Cartman turns up and spills the biggest secret of his life, as well as revealing he is gay. I would try to tell people my secrets, but there was no point, no one would believe me, they never did.
"Kenny, are you ok?" Red asked.
"Oh, um yeah." I smiled at her. We had always had something there, I mean no one really thought that much of her but, we had always been good friends, and then Wendy had told me she liked me so I went for it. I didn't know whether we were actually going out, but I just had to go with it, see where life leads me.
Tweek pov
I was shocked, but in the same way glad. Me and Craig were not 'odd ones out' anymore, there was another couple who knew how I was feeling. I looked across to Craig who was sitting on a chair next to me, he smiled and I smiled back. I stared out at the scene in front of me; people dancing, chatting, drinking, laughing. Then my eyes caught on a person dancing on the dance floor on their own; Rebecca. Craig seemed to follow my stare.
"Go and dance with her if you want." He smiled.
"What, really?" I replied.
"Yeah, sure, just as long as you don't get it on! I trust you." He laughed. I walked over towards where she was standing.
"Hey." I said, she spun around.
"Oh, hi." She smiled.
"Erm... do you wanna dance?" I asked.
"...But aren't you with him?" She pointed over to where Craig was sitting, now talking to Cartman.
"Yeah, so that doesn't matter, we can dance as... friends." I smiled and she smiled back, so we started dancing. I wondered what it would be like to be with a girl, probably like this. Maybe I would be one day, but for now, I was happy, and I hoped it would last...
Wendy pov
I had been right about prom, it was the best day ever, apart from the day Hope was born. I was in Stan's arms, dancing round and round and it made me feel safe, even if I got dizzy, I knew he'd be there to catch me. Bebe still hadn't arrived, maybe she wasn't coming, no that would never happen, she had been dreaming about prom longer than me. She used to tell me it was her first word she learnt to say, I doubt it. As I danced, I felt as if my life was flashing before me, like it apparently does when you die. The song playing kind of explained my life, about how I used to be smartest girl in the school, even in kindergarten. Being school president and top of the class, that was when my parents were proud of me, they say they are now, but I don't really believe them. When I started going out with Stan I suddenly rose to the top of the popularity ladder and that was when I suddenly had so many expectations, getting good grades as well as having to keep up to date with my social life. Then there was a fling with Cartman, Oh My God, I dated someone who turned out gay! And then I broke up with Stan and ended up dating Token, but that was when everything went downhill for me. Me and Stan were both miserable then. I suddenly cared so much about how I was seen by others, that when Bebe tried to climb higher on the ladder than me, I had to try and catch up with her. Like when she started developing, so I had to go and get surgery to beat her, and then get the surgery un-done again. I broke up with Token and got back with Stan. Me and Cartman's hate for each other grew and there was a constant battle between us too. I felt as if I was constantly fighting people, trying to catch up with everyone. It stayed that way, into middle school, until me and Stan broke up again. But that time, we were both mad, we knew we needed a break. It didn't last long though, we got back together after a month and it stayed that way until nine months ago. When it all changed. Now, I was here, and I didn't want to leave.
At that point everyone started to cheer and I pulled away from Stan to see what was going on. "Oh no." I mumbled, Clyde and Bebe had walked into the room and were gliding down the path students had formed for them. I hadn't been at school for a while so I hadn't known how popular Bebe had actually become, clearly, she was a queen to everyone else. She was wearing a pale pink dress that was cut short and covered in feathers. Her golden hair was sleek and straight, falling past her shoulders, and diamonds were placed within her hair, to give her extra sparkle. Then people started chanting something, at first I couldn't understand what they were saying but as it got louder I realised they were shouting 'Prom queen'. I couldn't be bothered with entering the competition for queen, yeah I had wanted it before, but everyone knew who would get it this year, besides, who really needed a tacky crown anyway?
That's when she stopped, her mouth fell open and she tugged Clyde to look in the same direction. She was looking at me. "Stan, Bebe is looking at me." I hissed, as if he could do something about it.
"So, everyone's been looking at you all evening, it's because you look beautiful!" He smiled.
"...No it's not." I protested. "It's because the head cheerleader got knocked up, had the baby two months early, and yet still attends the prom." Stan didn't reply so I was standing frozen under Bebe's stare. For a moment I thought she would have a screaming fit, thinking I was here to ruin her spotlight. But to my surprise she smiled, it wasn't a friendly smile, as if to say 'can we be friends again?' It was a quick smile, like those one's people give you in the street, where you can tell they don't really mean it. Then she turned away and began to talk to a massive group of people, who were all looking up to her as if she was a goddess. I never remembered being that popular; she must have done something to grab everyone's attention. "I need to go to the bathroom, I'll be back in a minute." I told him and walked off before he could say anything. I saw Bebe talking to Clyde out of the corner of my eye, she looked shocked, I didn't think I would shock her that much, she knew I had already had the baby. I saw her turn to Clyde and mouth something and as I left the room, she instantly left her group of followers and tried to make her way through the crowds of people standing around.
I entered the bathroom and realised it was empty, it had become pretty hot in the main hall so the cool air was refreshing. I stared in the mirror and ran my fingers through my hair. I was surprised my look hadn't really altered at all; normally by now my hair would be a mess and my make up would have run but it all seemed to stay perfect. I touched up my lip gloss and that's when the door opened.
"Wendy, what are you doing here?" Bebe asked, it wasn't in a nasty way, it was more sweet, like that voice she put on when we were talking on the phone, apart from it sounded more realistic this time.
"I wasn't going to come. I didn't want to shock everyone and ruin your spotlight. Stan just surprised me." I replied absent mindlessly.
"Oh..." She trailed off. "Well I am glad you did show, but you won't wreck my spotlight, don't worry, I have it under control, you see-"
"What have you done?" I interrupted.
"Er... What?" She replied.
"You have everyone completely in love with you, like they're transformed in some way. They follow you everywhere as if they're hypnotised." I stated.
"Really, I never realised-" She smiled.
"What have you done Bebe?" I snapped. "Why do you like being this person? You know no one likes you?"
"Well... clearly they do!" She laughed.
"What, all your followers? Yeah, but think, what about all your old friends, do they talk to you anymore?" I raised my eyebrows. "Do they follow you everywhere?" There was a long pause.
"...Well." She boasted. "Clyde-"
"Bebe, I don't care about Clyde." I whispered. "Ever since you have started going out with him, you've been... different. You've changed."
"Well... maybe that's a good thing." She confided.
"You don't have any worries, you don't know what life's really like, I was the same, until a few months ago." I looked at her.
"...I do have worries, you just don't know anything about my life." She replied and then walked out.
Ten minutes later and I was finally back in the hall, I told Stan and Red everything Bebe had told me.
"Well... you were right."Red replied. "No one who used to be her friend likes her anymore!" I shrugged.
"Yeah well, I don't think she really cares about that!" I laughed, indicating over to where she was standing with Clyde. Laughing with a few teachers, she looked years older than us, as if she was a teacher herself. Then I saw one of the teachers pick up her hand and my mouth fell open... no that couldn't be, it must just be a normal ring.
"Guys, look at Bebe's hand." I whispered. Red gasped as soon as she saw it and Stan's eyes widened.
"That's not... a wedding ring is it?" Stan exclaimed, but we knew the answer shortly because Lola ran over to us, holding her boyfriend's hand.
"Oh My God! Have you heard the news!" She announced.
"Is it true?" Red asked. "We were just looking over."
"Yep, Bebe and Clyde are getting married!" She screamed. I was glued to the spot, Bebe was getting married, to a guy she had only been dating a few months, at the age of sixteen.
"Um..." Stan replied. "...What?"
"Clyde just asked her, and then she ran off to the bathroom." Lola explained. I was frozen, Bebe, Bebe was getting married. I saw her look over towards me, she smiled, but this time it looked meaningful, realistic. I stared at her and then turned away, towards Stan, I didn't need her anymore, she had her life and I had mine.
Kenny pov
The news about Clyde and Bebe had spread throughout the prom and now the word 'married' was the only word on people's lips. The drinks counter was now full, with lots of people drinking shots to recover from the shock. The happy couple however, were standing in the centre of the room, holding hands and talking to a massive group of people, mostly answering questions and laughing, although, there was a slight difference to Bebe's laugh. Her smile looked forced and she looked slightly awkward, something rare about Bebe. My thoughts were interrupted by the voice coming up on the sound system.
"Ok, now for the moment you've all been waiting for. The crowning... OF PROM KING AND QUEEN!" Mr. Hinds, the principal, boomed out. The whole room went hushed and you could hear people whispering about who they thought it would be. Everyone knew who was going to be the king and queen, there was no point in announcing the results, Bebe may as well just go and put the crown on her head herself, save people some time. "Ok, firstly, to announce your king of the evening." There was a rustle as Mr. Hinds carefully opened the envelope. "Ladies and gentlemen, your prom king is..." There was a long pause. "Clyde Donovan!" Well, there was a surprise! There was massive applause and cheering from students, as if they had not guessed who might get it. I clapped along, just for the sake of it. I watched Clyde whisper to Bebe and then untangle himself from her grip, he made his way up to the stage, bowing as he did so. She looked weird, standing alone, she was always with Clyde, in fact, I swear they had not departed from each other for about half a year. "Ok, silence please students." The principal spoke into the microphone, Clyde moved to the side of the stage wearing his crown. "Right, now for the more important part!" He laughed. "Prom queen." You could hear everyone holding their breath. "I have the results in here." He held up a glittery pink envelope with 'queen' written on it. "Boys and Girls, South Park high's senior prom queen is..." I rolled my eyes, couldn't they speed this up already. "Bebe Stevens!" The whole room began screaming and Bebe began to walk towards the stage. She didn't look excited, I even saw her roll her eyes. Maybe she was getting bored of being the star role model of the entire town. When she eventually reached the stage, she accepted the crown and then looked over at Clyde.
"Speech!" Someone shouted.
"Yeah, say something Bebe!" Another person yelled, it looked as if she was about to anyway, she had probably had it planned since first grade!
"Um... Hi everyone." She sounded nervous, there was something definitely wrong. "Er... Look, I have to thank you for voting." She pointed up to her crown and a massive cheer started up again but this time she hushed them. "...But, I don't want this." Silence filled the building. "Well... I did. I mean, people think being popular is their dream, right?" A few people nodded. "Yeah, I did, I thought it was my dream and up until today, my dream had come true. Until, I listened to... my best friend.
Wendy pov
She was looking directly at me then, I was shocked to the core. "Do you know, I learned something today, I realised that I care more about myself, than other people. I used people to get to where I am and some of the people, who used to be close to me, I pushed out of the way, in order to get what I wanted. I know you all think that I'm some sort of hero, but I'm not, I am exactly the same as you and people always want to be 'the popular kid in school' and yet, what's stopping them?" She shrugged. "Us. We are the ones who decide who our next angels will be. Who everyone in the school will worship." She turned away from me then and towards Clyde. "Life travels to fast, sometimes, you just want to sit back and enjoy it and not rush into things."She held up her hand and took off her ring. "I don't want to be this person anymore. I don't want to take people for granted. Because in life, when you climb a mountain, you have two choices; to climb higher, or to back down before it's too late. And when you eventually reach the summit of a mountain, you can't stay there forever, you have to climb back down again. Yeah you make your mark on the top, but eventually, that mark will be forgotten. People tell you not to give up in life, to push further, try harder, but sometimes, you just want to stay where you are, you don't want to climb higher or lower and yet there's always someone trying to push you higher or drag you down, that's just how life is." I saw a tear creep down her face and she turned to me again. "I don't deserve to have all this." She pointed to her crown. "The person who does deserve it is someone who has tried to put up with everything, who hasn't let anyone drag them down." She took her crown off her head. "Wendy... You're prom queen, you deserve it miles more than I do." She smiled and I stared at her, was she being serious, she was giving up her stardom, her spotlight... to me?
"Um..." I stuttered. Everyone turned to look at me, their expressions were shocked, confused. Bebe beckoned me so I began to walk towards the stage, why was I doing this, why was I climbing the steps and letting Bebe place the crown on my head? Why was I standing there and watching everyone cheer and clap for me? Why was I now dancing with Clyde because we were the king and queen of the prom? Was this really happening?
Once the song was over, I walked hastily back towards Stan. "You look confused." He laughed.
"Yeah... I am, just a bit." I smiled at him. "Is this all real? Am I really prom queen?"
"You're my queen." He gushed. I looked back over the scene before me, Bebe and Clyde were dancing, I didn't know what was going to happen with them anymore. Craig and Tweek were kissing in the corner, Cartman and Butters were holding hands over by the drinks. Kyle was standing in the doorway... Wait what?
"Stan?" I tapped him urgently. "Turn around." He whipped around and paused for a second.
"Oh My God!" He yelled and then sprinted across the room.
Stan pov
Was I hallucinating, was I imagining this, seriously? "KYLE!" I shouted and then I threw myself at him, I kind of looked gay. This was what girls did when they met up with their friends at the mall or something. I unravelled myself.
"Hey dude! What's up?" He beamed. He was wearing his green hat, along with an expensive looking tux.
"Wha... What the hell are you doing here? Are you back for good? How was California? What the fuck is going on?" I blurted out, it made him look flustered.
"Woah, yeah, I am back forever now, hopefully! Mum and dad both moved over here again. California sucked, you should never go there, well it was actually pretty epic but who cares?" He shrugged, I nodded. I could not believe this and judging by the way everyone else in the room was yelping too, it seemed like the majority of the school were shocked at Kyle's presence. Cartman walked over and began touching Kyle's face, as if checking he was real.
"...Oh God Dammit!" He exclaimed. "It really is you, Jew. You came back to ruin the fun."
"Yeah, great to see you too Cartman!" Kyle rolled his eyes and I laughed. Kenny then came and joined us and the four of us stood in a circle. "So... anything interesting been happening tonight?"
"Oh Jesus, where do I start" Kenny sighed.
"Hey, start from Cartman's gay." I suggested.
"Woah what." Kyle marvelled.
"Oh yeah, Cartman's gay." Kenny repeated.
"Standing right here you guys." Cartman mumbled.
"What, Cartman's gay?" Kyle exclaimed.
"Still standing here guys." He chimed in, but no one was listening.
"Yep, him and Butters sitting in a tree!" I laughed.
"Oohh, Cartman and Butters are gay, Oh My God, I am so shocked." Cartman imitated in a very high accent.
"You're gay?" Kyle turned to Cartman.
"Yes Kyle, and if you have any problem with that then you can just..." He trailed off. "Well, I don't know what you can do." He sighed and Kyle laughed.
"Ahh I always knew it." Kyle teased. "So, what else happened?"
"Erm, well there's been this whole thing between Bebe and Wendy." I shrugged.
"Yeah, and Cartman gave this big speech about how he actually likes you, he just used your religion as an excuse to be an uncaring piece of shit." Kenny nodded.
"Oh shit, here we go again." Cartman muttered.
"What?" Kyle looked extremely confused. "You what?" He turned to Cartman.
"I don't know what they're on about." He shrugged and then walked away leaving just me Kenny and Kyle.
Wendy pov
"Wendy?" Bebe called and I turned around. "I... I'm sorry." I smiled at her.
"Why did you do that?" I asked.
"I just... couldn't handle it, you were right all along. I'm a shit person, a shit girlfriend, a shit friend. I'm not going to marry Clyde, we'll probably still go out but, I am going to try and spend a lot more time with you guys from now on... if you'll let me of course." She added, a smile crept across my face.
"Of course." I replied and then we hugged, it felt like it used to, the good times we had when we were little, when we used to hug each other before we went home in kindergarten.
"You're the best friend ever." Bebe giggled. Stan came over then, followed by Kyle.
"Friends?" Stan smiled.
"Yep." I beamed. "Hey Kyle, how was California?"
"Well, you two would love it!" He laughed and pointed at me and Bebe. At that point I saw Rebecca walk up and tap Kyle on the back.
"Erm... Kyle, would you dance with me please?" She asked, shyly.
"Yeah sure." He smiled and they walked over to the dance floor.
"Do you want to dance too?" Stan asked me.
"Ok." I smiled.
"Oh cool, I'll go and get Clyde and we can dance, seeing as it looks like everyone is!" Bebe laughed. It was true, there was Cartman and Butters dancing, Kyle and Rebecca, Lola and her boyfriend (I really need to find out his name!) Tweek and Craig, Token and Nichole, Red and Kenny, everyone seemed to have a partner and was dancing, slowly to the song playing.
Tweek pov
"This is honestly the best night of my life." I whispered into the warmth of my boyfriend.
"Yeah mine too." Craig replied. "Especially as I'm sharing it with... the person I love."
"The person you what?" I looked up, shocked.
"...The person I love." Craig smiled. "...You." I paused for a second, taking his words into account.
"...I love you too." I mumbled and we continued to dance, this night just got one hundred times better.
Kyle pov
"Every time I dance, I think about you." I said.
"Really?" Rebecca piped up.
"Yeah, the first time I met you, I fell in love, and then you turned up to that dance!" I smiled.
"Oh yeah!" She replied.
"Do you erm... want to do something tomorrow night?" I asked.
"...I'd love it!" She giggled. "You're asking me on a date, right?"
"...Yeah I guess so!" I replied.
Cartman pov
"I'm so glad we did this." I whispered.
"Yeah... me too!" Butters looked up.
"Now we can relax." I sighed, before I knew it, it was happening, we were kissing. This time, though, I didn't care if people were looking, that was their problem, this was me, whether they like it or not.
Kenny pov
"So... where are we on the whole... friend thing?" Red asked.
"Erm... I say we talk about it at dinner on Saturday." I shrugged and she nodded.
"You know that was incredibly cheesy!" She told me.
"...Yeah I know, I am pretty crap at all this stuff." I replied and she giggled.
"Oh and um... I know your secret... mysterion." She whispered, I smiled.
"Really?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Yeah, two hundred and eleven deaths is a lot, Ken." She mumbled.
"Yeah, I know." I replied and then we continued to dance, without a word.
Stan pov
"So, what happens now?" Wendy asks.
"What do you mean?" I reply.
"Well, it kind of feels as if everything is back how it was, but at the same time it has all changed, if you get what I mean." She sighs.
"Yeah, well I guess that's the thing." I say and she looks at me. "At some point in life, everything has to fall back into place, but at the same time... Everything Changes..."
Fin xxx Thank you so much to all the people who have stuck with me and followed and reviewed and helped me through writing this book, it makes me feel sad knowing I have finished, wow that's weird! But once again, I cannot explain to you, how much I appreciate it and please, if you would like me to write another book, send me idea's I may be able to write one on whatever topic you like! I tried to finish the story on a high note, so I hope that brought tears to your eyes! This is Hannah signing out! Thanks again xxxxxxx...