It was Saturday afternoon. "Thank God," Kenny thought. He needed the sleep to recover. But soon he was woken up by his mom screaming, "Kenny telephone!" Kenny picked up.
"Awww, hello?"
"Hey dude, what happened to you last night?", it was Cartman.
"Cartman, why aren't you sleeping?", Kenny yawned.
"O, does someone have a hang over?"
"No, I'm just tired. Aren't you?"
"Yeah, but my mom made me get up for icecream pancakes."
"Gross. So what is it you want?"
"Uh, nothing... I just- I called Kyle & Stan and they never saw you leave the party. I was thinking maybe you left with that girl or something."
"Are you actually checking up on me? Is this you caring?"
"What?! No. I'm just saying if you're up to it were going to go see a movie. You can come & just sleep there if you want."
Kenny laughed, "I'll be there."
"Someone is in a good mood. So did you get lucky with that girl last night?"
"Not exactly. I'll tell you guys about it when I see you."
"Alright, see ya."
"Bye."
Kenny didn't want to brag & exaggerate things like he did about other girls. He didn't want to mess this one up. He couldn't help the reputation he was given. Kenny got there & told the guys what happened. He ended up leaving out some details cause he didn't want to let them know how serious Erin might have been in trouble.
Stan still couldn't believe the whole ordeal, "Damn Kenny, are you gonna ask her out?"
Kenny sighed, "I think I will if she calls."
"Of coarse she'll call you totally saved her!", Kyle exclaimed.
Kenny felt red in the face, "Um, I guess."
Cartman wasn't blind, "Why you being more modest all of a sudden Kenny? Seems like you're holding out on us this time."
Kenny crossed his eyes in annoyance, "I am not. It just wasn't that big of a deal, now be quiet the movie is starting. I didn't pay six dollars for nothing."
After the movie the guys were heading over to hang at Stan's clubhouse. Kenny decided to go home.
"Are you sure you don't want to stick around Kenny?", Stan asked.
Kenny mubbled, "Yea, really it's ok. I'm pretty tired. I fell asleep twice in the theater."
Kyle & Stan exchanged glances. They were getting worried about Kenny's odd behavior. "Well we'll see you tomorrow."
Kenny got home & plopped down on his bed. He actually wasn't very sleepy anymore. He had to lie to get away. He was one of those people where once they're up, they're up. The truth is he was anticipating Erin's call. There was a stupid rule girls had where they never called right away cause it seems desperate. The truth was he liked it when girls called right away. It made it seem as if they wanted to see him asap. An added boost to his low self-esteem. With nothing to do he listened to some music & looked at some porn magazines. His stomach growled. He just ignored it.
It was around 3am on Sunday. Erin woke up with a jolt. Her heart pounding & legs shaking. Sweat was pouring down her face. She looked around her room. Every shadow seemed to be moving. She hopped out of bed & ran into her bathroom. She locked the door. The shower curtain was spread out. Erin yanked it back to revel nothing. Her paranoia was getting the best of her. She jumped in the shower & used the whole bottle of shampoo. She scrubbed her skin with a luffa until it was red. She got out, dried off & lay face up in her bed. She had been keeping count. That was the 12th shower she had taken since last night. All yesterday she tried to catch up on her sleep. She couldn't though. Everytime she closed her eyes. Everytime she let her guard down. She could see him, feel him. It would happen all over again. "I have to try. I have to sleep...", she told her self over & over. She didn't want to face the fact that it was impossible.
Kenny woke up again by a phone call that Sunday afternoon, "Hello?" No one answered. "Hello? If it's a wrong number just say so geeze-"
"No, don't hang up!"
"Erin?"
"Yes."
"Sup?"
"Are you busy today?", Her voice was shaky.
"No, you want to hang out?"
"Yea, I'll come over to your house is that ok?"
"No!- I mean no. We are renovating & it's a total mess."
"Whatever, that's ok."
"No, um let's go out somewhere."
"Alright, how about the Happy Burger where we met?"
"That's good. I'll see you soon then?"
"Yea, k bye."
"Bye."
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AN: yea i know this was short. i wrote this over the summer & i'm reading it over & i think i could've done better. If i change one thing now, i'll have to change a bunch of other stuff so i'm just gonna leave it. i'm glad some of u like this. i guess i'm too hard on myself. Someone once told me to become a good writter u have to write bad a million times first:)