That one Special moment

Author's note: Yet again, I have nothing to say…. I just like the special me time!

Disclaimer: Do you really think that I own South Park?


"Confusing Ain't it?"

Stan

I totally skip 4th period. I am too busy crying over what just happened. I thought that I had done it… I thought that Kyle was going to kiss me back, but.. I just.. I don't know. The way he ran out like that fills my eyes with tears all by itself. I wanted him to want to be with me. I have never felt this way about a girl before. If a girl rejected me… I would usually shrug it off of get pissed off, but for Kyle? I still love him. I want him so bad that I can't stand it, and I feel guilty for letting this get to me the way that it is.


Kyle

I am so confused! It has already been an hour and a half, and all I can think about is Stan and that damned kiss! I wanted to return it so badly, but… I don't know… I'm straight aren't I? How could I want to be with Stan? I guess these type feeling have been there for a while, but I am pretty good at hiding them. But.. When he kissed me… it felt like this was the thing that he wanted more than anything. He wanted me, to want to be with him… and it's working. I can't stop thinking about him. He walks into 5th period, about 15 minutes late with a pass that I know he's forged, luckily the teacher doesn't notice. "Uh" he grunts and points to the class. A motion telling Stan to find an empty seat. As much as I know Stan doesn't want to admit it… the only empty seat in the whole classroom is right next to mine. He sits down. I don't know whether to smile, or say something, or do nothing… I don't know how he feels now. I catch him looking at me when he thinks that I am not looking. That same look of longing was still in his eyes. Good. I had made my decision. I discreetly took a sheet of paper and wrote him a note. I passed it to him. The note read simply… "meet me in the bathroom."


Stan

Around the middle of 5th period I finally was able to leave the bathroom. The redness in my cheeks had gone down, and I looked almost normal. I still felt like shit though. However, just because I wasn't feeling too well didn't mean that I wanted to get caught. I wrote a pass, telling him that one of my teachers had me help her out for fourth period, and half of fifth. I forged her signature perfectly. Even if I didn't my teacher, Mr. Thomson wouldn't notice. He never does. I walk into the class and am greeted by complete mind-boggling silence. Stupid advanced classes. All the people are always focused. They were all reading silently for a book report due next month. Just as I suspected, he didn't say anything about where I had been, he just pointed and grunted, which means… "Sit down, shut up, and conform like the conformist bastard you are…" The only empty seat is the one directly next to Kyle. I do kind of want to sit near him.. But I don't think that's what he wants… not now. He sees me sit down, then goes back to his reading. I can't help but stare into the beautiful face of the one I love with the feeling a longing eating away at my soul. Suddenly, Kyle slipped a sheet of paper quietly, out of his binder. He scribbled a short note on it and much to my surprise… passes it to me.. I opened it. It read simply "meet me in the bathroom…" my heart skipped a beat. Does this mean what I hope it means? I decide not to jump to any conclusions. Kyle gets up… motioning that he means now. He signs out. I wait a minute of two, then I sign out of class, and go to the bathroom to meet him.