First Nite At Camp

That night, everyone was at the camp dining hall having dinner. They were all tired out from packing and meeting their counselors and the other campers during the day. They were still tired out from the ride there also. Stan was still mad at Token and still wasn't sure what the note had said. The dining hall was really full and there were barely any seats. Cartman, Carman, Denise, Lenny, Kyle, Stan, Wendy, and Jeff had managed to find a table together. This is how they were sitting: Cartman, Carman, Denise, and Lenny are on one side of the bench at their table and Kyle, Stan, Wendy, and Jeff are on the other side.

Cartman was picking at his food.

"What's wrong Eric?" Carman asked him.

"This food is crap! I can't eat this shit," Cartman answered her. He stabbed at the piece of stake on his tray.

Denise looked at the food too, and she had a face that looked very disgusted

"I don't think I can eat this stuff either," she said.

"God damn my counselor lied to me!!" yelled Cartman.

"Cartman, why do you have to complain about everything?" Kyle asked.

"And I suppose you like this crap? Maybe it's because you're a Jew...This food is shit!!"

Carman put down her own fork and looked in her lap. She was pretty sad, she still didn't know Cartman's feelings for her, and she was too scared of what he'd say to ask him...

"What wrong with you anorexic bitch?" Denise asked her.

"Nothing...it's...well I'll tell you later," Carman mumbled.

"It isn't the fat ass is it?" Denise whispered to her.

"I don't think he likes me...the way I like him..." Carman whispered back.

Denise looked down in her own lap too, "I feel the same way about Kyle..." she whispered.

Just then, Anistelle and her friends Tilly and Lolita walked by the table, looking for seats.

"Excuse us is there any room here?" Tilly asked politely.

"This is a no slut zone, sorry," Jeff answered.

"Fine!" Anistelle cried angrily, and she and her friends stormed away, very unhappily.

"Thanks Jeff," Carman said to her cousin, "I didn't want them sitting here anyway."

"Me too," said Wendy, "I don't really like that Anistelle bitch!"

The kid with glasses from Boys Cabin 2 walked up to their table.

"Can I sit here?" he asked.

"Sure dude," answered Kyle, "Cartman push your fat ass over!"

"It's okay Kyle," Denise said nicely, "Cartman doesn't have to move. I'll move over."

Denise moved over and the kid sat between her and Lenny.

"Hi, what brings you here?" Lenny asked the kid.

"I needed a seat. This friggin dining hall it way too packed," the kid explained.

"So...what's your name?" Stan asked him.

"I'm George," the kid answered.

"Oh yeah you're in my cabin. You know Kyle and Lenny already, but that fat kid is Cartman- "Ay!" Cartman cried.

Stan ignored him, "That's Carman and Denise and this is Jeff."

"He's my stupid cousin," said Carman.

"Shut up bitch," said Jeff.

"Ay!" Cartman screamed again.

"And this is my...my..." Stan trailed off, blushing at Wendy.

"I'm his girl friend, Wendy Testaburger. Maybe you've heard of me?"

"No."

"Oh."

"So George, why did you have to come here?" asked Denise.

"I wanted to," George answered.

"Oh? Our parents are all in Asspen," Denise informed him.

"God damn this food sucks! Everything sucks except the fucking cupcakes!" Cartman screamed.

"Here Eric you can have my cupcake," Carman offered him.

"This is hella sweet!" cried Cartman and he happily gobbled down the cupcake.

"Excuse me everyone! Everyone! Look up here!" Big Gay Al announced. He was standing on a stage with a microphone.

"Thank you. Are you all having a super time?" Big Gay Al asked.

"YEAH!!" screamed Lenny, the only person who said anything.

"Okay well tonight we're gonna have an even more super time because tonight we're having a big camp fire!! Yay!"

"YEAH!!" Lenny screamed again.

"Okay well, go ahead and finish filling your bellies!" said Big Gay Al.

"Wow, Al is so great! He's my idol!" cried Lenny excitedly.

"Dude, that's just wrong," said Kyle.

"I can not wait until the camp fire," Wendy said.

She was really the only other person in their group who actually wanted to be at camp and thought it was pretty good. No one really knew what Timmy and Kimmy though about camp though.

"Yeah I guess that will be okay," said Stan, considering everything else that had happened to them at camp already. The camp fired sounded like a good oppurtuntiy to have some fun.

"You'll sit next to me right Stan?" Wendy asked.

"Yeah sure," replied Stan, smiling at her. (And no barfing!)

Wendy grinned back, glad there was no puking involved tonight.

Token walked by the table on his way out of the dining hall.

"Hey Stan, hello Wendy. Hey everybody else," he greeted brightly.

"Hello Token. Do you want something?" Stan snapped at him.

"No...I just wanted to say hello. Look Stan if you're still mad about-"

"Just shut the hell up and go away!" Stan yelled at Token.

Defeated, Token walked away without another word.

"What's the matter with you Stan? Why were you so mean to Token? He didn't do anything," Wendy said to Stan.

Stan didn't answer her. He was too mad. Token and Wendy had been long over, so why was he messing around with Wendy when he knew he and Stan were going out? Everyone else went back to eating too, without a word about Token. Wendy got up from the table and announced, "I'm gonna go see if Token's okay."

Wendy went outside on the porch to find Token but all she saw was two of the boys's counselors talking-Dave and Max. Wendy looked over at Max and smiled. She had never seen anyone, so mature and so hot ever before in her life. She imeddiatly melted.

Later on that night at the camp fire, everyone was sitting together and roasting marsh mellows. Wendy was sitting on the other side of the fire from Stan and the boys, with Denise, Camilla, and Carman.

"He was so, so hot! I think I'm in love with him!" Wendy cried. She had been telling her friends about Max.

"But Wendy, you don't even know Max, he's one of the boys counselors!" Camilla said.

"Camilla why do you have to be so negative all the time?" Denise asked her.

Camilla sighed, "I was just trying to make a point."

"Well go make a point to someone who gives a crap! Wendy I think it's nice that you like someone else," said Denise.

"Really?" Wendy looked at Denise in surprise. That was something she hadn't been expecting at all!

"Yeah," said Denise, "Besides you don't really want Stan do you? All he ever does is puke."

"You're right. I've finally moved on!!" cried Wendy happily.

Carman was looking over at Cartman, who had six marsh mellows on his stick. Denise looked over and noticed Carman looking at him.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Denise.

"I...can't tell him," Carman sighed unhappily.

"Why not?"

"He doesn't like me..."

"How do you know that?"

"I...I..."

Denise rolled her eyes, "Oh my God...you're so hopeless."

"Hopeless over a fat fuck!" added Wendy, laughing.

"Wendy...what about Stan?" Carman asked, hastily changing the subject on her.

"What about him?"

Carman groaned and shook her head in disgust.

"What's wrong with these people?" Carman mumbled to herself.

"So what are you going to do about Max Wendy?" Denise asked interestedly.

"I don't know how I'm even going to get Max to notice me!" Wendy sighed.

"Hmmm...why not try something new?"

"Really?" Wendy grinned.

"Yeah we'll help you. Right Carman?"

"Sure I'll help," answered Carman.

"Awesome!" cried Wendy.

Later that night. Everyone was getting ready for bed over in Girl's Cabin 1. Wendy, Carman, and Denise came into the cabin. They were just returning from their nightly duties at the bathroom. Anistelle was there already, brushing her hair and Camilla is was her bed, which was the bottom bunk under Denise. There were black curtains drawn around it and there was a faint light coming from inside.

"Camilla, I don't think you're not allowed to burn candles in here. Our counselor is gonna be back here any minute," Denise said, walking over to her bed.

Camilla didn't answer and the light was still going.

Denise shrugged, "Her loss," then she looked over at Anistelle and noticed her looking at her, "What the hell are you looking at? Ugly bitch."

"Nothing..." Ansitelle replied slowly.

"What? Are you still mad about us not letting you sit with us at dinner? Get over it."

"You know what? I'm NOT talking to you. You are mean," Anistelle said angrily.

"Cry me another river!" Denise shouted back. She got on her bed and Wendy sat on her top bunk while Carman layed down on her bunk, below Wendy's.

"Carman, I really don't see what you see in Cartman," said Denise, shaking her head.

"I like him...he's just so nice and funny...and cute...and just himself," Carman replied. She smiled, thinking about him.

Wendy laughed, "You don't know Cartman like I do then."

"Well...of course I wouldn't. You've lived in South Park all your life. We just moved here," Carman pointed out.

Wendy started laughing hysterically. "Wow..."

"Well I like him...and I hope that he likes me," Carman sighed, she was still smiling.

"That kid is really fat!" Anistelle cried.

Denise, fed up with Anistelle not shutting up, chucked a brush at Anistelle and it hit her in the face, "No one was asking you."

Anistelle rubbed her face where the brush hit her, "Ow..." She mumbled, her face was red and she looked very mad...

To be continued...hah hah! Thanks to everyone who reviewed it this time and last time. Thanks SO much! It just means so much to me! Thanks again. Also...there are going to be lots more chapters!! Much love, from Cartman's Baby