Crushes and Ideas

(Chapter 8)

Carman walked slowly over to the baseball field of the camp. She sat down on a nearby bench and watched as most of the boys were out on the field throwing each other balls and trying to hit them. She was both sad and glad Cartman was not around. She watched the boys play for awhile longer and got up and walked over to them. She walked up to Stan and Kyle.

"Hey guys," she sighed.

"Hi Carman, what's going on?" asked Kyle.

Carman shrugged, "Not much, you guys?"

"I'm going to get Wendy back," Stan reported.

Carman looked surprised, "You're getting revenge on her?"

"No...I still like her...I'm just going to ask her out again," Stan replied.

"Oh," said Carman, she looked around, "Token isn't around is he?"

Stan shook his head.

"Probably off with Wendy...look, guys can I ask you something?"

"Okay, sure," the boys replied.

Carman folded her arms, thinking of just the right words to ask her crush's best friends about her...

"Okay," Carman started, "I...okay, you guys...I like Eric!"

Carman stared at Kyle and Stan to see what their response was. They both looked pretty confused. Finally Kyle spoke up, "Yeah...so?"

"And...well, I was wondering, does...I don't know...did he maybe say anything to you about me? At all...?"

"Well...he was pretty upset when that skank kissed him. He told us about how you ran off, thinking it was his fault," said Kyle.

"And he did seem pretty pissed off at movie night too," added Stan.

"But," Kyle shrugged, "I think he likes you."

"Me too," agreed Stan.

"Awwwww! Thanks you guys," Carman rushed over and gave Stan and Kyle a big hug.

"But...Carman," Kyle spoke up, "Fat ass has never really liked anyone before...so he just probably doesn't know how to act...you know? Plus, he's Cartman. We've known him our whole life...and...yeah that's it."

"Thanks Kyle," said Carman, turning to leave, "You're sweet, maybe that's why Denise likes you so much."

Kyle considered this when Carman had walked away.

That night at dinner Big Gay Al announced that there was going to be a camp dance the very next night.

"You can all dress up if you want to," said Big Gay Al, "But you don't have to. It's going to be a very super occasion and we're all gonna have a super time!"

Carman looked over at Cartman, who was at the table next to hers and winked at him. He saw, and gave her a huge smile.

"Things okay now anorexic bitch?" Denise asked her, but she too was smiling.

"Yeah," replied Carman, "I think so!"

"Great, now you and fat ass can get together...now if only me and Kyle..." Denise gazed over at Kyle, trailing off into her own little world.

Carman looked around the dining hall, at the whole camp atmosphere. Sitting at her table was Token, Wendy, Camilla, herself, Denise, and Lenny. Token and Wendy were emersed in conversation, but every few seconds Wendy would glance back over at Stan at the other table. Camilla had a black spell book propped up against the table and a black hood over her head and Lenny, as usual was enjoying himself.

Carman thought that when they got back home, things might be back to normal, but maybe they wouldn't!

After dinner Lenny stopped by the girl's cabin to say good-night.

"I'll help you girls pick out outfits for tomorrow night if you want," he offered sweetly.

"Nah, thanks Lenny," Denise smiled.

"Well...okay, good-night girls!" Lenny waved good bye as he left off the girl's cabin steps.

"See you tomorrow Lenny!" Denise waved and went back inside.

Carman was sitting on her bed, day dreaming about Cartman and Wendy was above her, writing a letter to home. She looked a little upset though. Denise climbed up onto her bunk.

"Hey Wendy," snapped Denise, "You look...kinda worried. Something wrong?"

Wendy shrugged, still frowning.

"I don't really know..." she finally admitted, "I found this here after dinner...and it's in Stan's handwriting..."

Denise grinned as Wendy held up the note.

"Read it!"

"All right," reluctantly Wendy read the note:

Dear Wendy,

I really, really, really love you. Ever since we first met. We've always been together, through everything that has happened. I know you're probably having mixed feelings right now, and I also hate the fact we're still here at camp and things had to happen this way. You and Token went out before...but it's still like nothing we ever had. Wendy, please, give me another chance? Please. I will see you tomorrow.

"That's so sweet of him!" exclaimed Denise.

Wendy blushed, "You really think so?"

"Of course!"

"Token has never said anything like this before..."

"Forget about Token!" cried Denise, "You have to move on and move back to Stan!"

Wendy smiled, "You really think I should?"

Denise nodded.

"Well...I'll have to talk to Stan tomorrow I guess."

"Sleep on it," said Denise.

When their counseler finally came in and turned out the lights, Denise did some thinking of her own, only it was about her crush, Kyle.

The next day was spent doing archery and making crafts.

First they did archery, in which Lenny had an unlikely accident.

Timmy wasn't very steady holding his bow and arrow.

Big Gay Al walked down the row of them all holding their bows and arrows ready to shoot. Timmy was at the end and Big Gay Al stood next to him.

"Okay all you silly gooses! Ready-Aim-FIRE!"

Everyone released and hit the target circle except Timmy. Big Gay Al clapped his hands together excitedly.

"Great job everyone," he announced, "Okay who's next?"

The next group of people had to walk in front of the targets to retreive their arrows and in a flash Timmy finally let go of his and hit Lenny in the arm just as Lenny walked across.

"Oh my God you hit Lenny!" screamed Denise in shock.

"You bastard!!" shrieked Carman.

Luckily Lenny was okay and made it to arts and crafts without any problems.

All the girls sat together with Lenny making their crafts while Craig, Token, Pip, George, Timmy, Cartman, Kyle, Jeff, and Stan sat at the other table.

"What's that big lump of shit you're making Wendy?" asked Denise.

Wendy scowled at her, "It's a clay pot!"

Carman giggled, holding up her newly made charm bracelet.

"I'm wearing this tonight for the dance," she said.

"I think I'm wearing mine too," exclaimed Denise, holding up her necklace that she made. It was light blue with glow in the dark blue beads and a big gold charm in the shape of a "K".

"What's the K stand for?" asked Camilla.

"Kyle of course," Denise answered, looking over at Kyle, "I hope he dances with me tonight."

Camilla laughed, "Hah! I'm quite certain none of those chaps will be any good at dancing."

"No Camilla, I think you're talking about yourself," replied Denise.

That night the girl's got ready for the dance, much the same as they got ready for movie night, only they wanted to look a lot better.

Anistelle got ready too, although she didn't talk to anyone else as she did so.

Carman put on her plaid skirted school girl outfit, Denise wore a fancy silver and blue shirt, glittery dark blue jeans, and silver chandeleir earrings, Camilla wore a plain black hoodie, her petagram necklace, and a long black velvet skirt, and Wendy threw on a sparkly purple tank top, pink cargo pants, and a necklace Stan had given her a long time ago.

Finally they went off to the recreation hall, decorated in sparkly eye shadow, lip gloss, and curled and perfected hair. The recreation hall was adorned with colorful Christmas lights, strobe lights, a black light, and a food table stocked with snacks. Denise, Camilla, Carman, and Wendy arrived together, while Anistelle was already there with Tilly.

Anistelle and Tilly walked up to the four girls, sneering.

"I beleive you left your friend over there," Anistelle teased them pointing meanly over at Kimmy, who was off near a stack of plastic chairs, picking her nose, not noticing what was going on or even where she was.

"Hah, nobody makes fun of Kimmy except us!" yelled Denise.

"And what the Hell are you wearing?" Tilly glared at Camilla, "You freak!"

"And nobody calls Camilla a freak...except for us!" Denise yelled.

"Well we just did!" Anistelle replied.

"Hey bitches!" spoke up Wendy, "Shut the fuck up about my friends, you really don't want to fuck with Wendy Testaburger, cuz beleive me I will make your lives a living Hell."

"Hah like we care," Anistelle snapped, walking away with Tilly following her.

"If only she knew how true that really is," said a voice next to Wendy.

Everyone looked over and there was Stan with his arm around her.

"Hey babe," he said and he leaned over and gave Wendy a kiss on the cheek.

"Stan, I love you!" Wendy cried, leaning in for another kiss which made Stan throw up all over her shoes.

"Wendy...I'm so sorry!" Stan cried.

"Me too Stan," Wendy said, "Sorry about being such a bitch, but that's just how I am I guess."

"And that's never a bad thing!" Denise pointed out, "Now excuse me, I do beleive I have a hottie to seek out."

Denise walked off in search of Kyle.

"I wonder where Eric is?" said Carman.

Camilla laughed, "Where else would he be?"

Carman turned around and there was Cartman, over at the snack table stuffing his round cheeked face full.

"Excuse me," Carman muttered to Camilla and marched right up to him.

She gave him a huge hug.

"Eric! I'm so, so sorry! About everything!" she cried.

Cartman patted her on the back, returning the hug.

"Yeah bitch! You should be sorry...you...you bitch!"

Carman smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Let's just forget about what happened then?" Carman asked.

"Fine with me," Cartman answered, "Let's go over theyah, there's more food!"

And so Cartman and Carman went off together to get more food.

Meanwhile Stan and Wendy were talking about how much they missed and loved the other when Token walked up to them.

"Hey guys," he greeted them brightly, wearing his usual purple shirt and a big grin.

"Token-" started Stan about to raise up his middle finger but Wendy stopped him, "I'll handle this honey," Wendy interrupted. She looked at Token.

"Token, I officially dump you. It's Stan I want to be with."

Token looked taken aback for a second. He hesitated and then nodded like he understood.

"Okay..." he said softly, "See you later Wendy..."

He walked away with his head hung low.

"Wendy you're the best!" cried Stan, pulling her into a hug.

"I know," agreed Wendy.

Over at the snack table, Cartman and Carman were hanging around. Carman was so happy he wasn't mad at her. As a slow song came on Carman gulped. Was she ready to tell Cartman how she felt about him?

"Eric-" Carman began.

"If you're asking me to dance than my answer is NO," Cartman interrupted.

Carman smiled at him, "Why not?"

"Because dancing his for homos!" Cartman answered as they both looked onto the dance floor. They saw Stan and Wendy slow dancing together and Lenny as he pranced by on his own.

"Of course you'd never dance with me...but-" Carman paused. I still can't tell him!

Just then, Denise pushed right into Carman, she was hand in hand with Kyle, but he didn't look as though he was really enjoying her company.

"You guys made out yet?" Denise asked.

Carman smiled and Cartman yelled, "Fuck off bitch!"

"Kyle what the fuck are you doing?" Cartman asked him.

Kyle shrugged, still holding hands with Denise, "I...I...um..." he muttered.

Craig walked up to the group, scowling as usual.

Denise grinned, "Hey Craig!"

"Uh...Denise...will you uh...dance with me?" Craig asked.

Denise pretended to be shocked.

"Really Craig? You want to dance with me?! OMG! It's like a dream come true!" she shrieked.

"Well come on bitch, let's dance already!" cried Craig.

Denise came back to her regular self, "I don't think so Craig. As you can see here, Kyle is my one true lover. So...why don't you fuck off?"

And with that, Denise gave Craig the middle finger. He turned bright red and stalked off looking pissed.

The rest of the night everyone had a good time with an exception of some things. Token sat by himself all night long, Camilla wouldn't dance no matter how hard Denise tried to get her on the dance floor, Carman didn't tell Cartman how she felt (yet!), and Wendy got barfed on several times, but she never really minded.