Author's Note: Hey! This took me a while, I know. Sorry. But I hope you like it. What Kenny saw in the beginning actually happened to a friend of mine. And he had acted in the same way Kenny did, except he's not going through what Kenny is in this fic. But when he told me what he saw I decided it would be funny to somehow put it in my story and he thought it was a good idea too. Lol! It makes me laugh whenever I remember it. He was very enthusiastic about it. Lol! Oh, and by the way, no, Kenny will not die. I love him too much to actually kill him off. He's had enough of that, don't you agree? Anyway, enjoy!

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Sitting in class, Kenny felt a little unsettled what with Cartman sitting beside him, watching him with that stupid gleam in his eye and Butters on the other side watching too with some lovesick look. What made it all worse was that Butters was feeling a little too "friendly" today. He had been trying all day to touch him or show some kind of affection and in public no less! Even now Butters was trying to touch him! The blonde boy turned to Kenny, pretending he needed to stretch. He stretched his arms out, his hands reaching for Kenny's coat. Cartman watching the two leaned forward to catch a glimpse, a devilish smirk plastered on his fat face. That was when Kenny shot up out of his seat. Everyone turned to him as his chair screeched back.

"Can I go to the bathroom?" came his quick, muffled question.

"Yes, Kenneth," the teacher replied, her back turned him. She was still writing on the board, but now she turned to him. "But just remember. This is English. You must say, 'May I, please, go to the bathroom' not 'Can I-'"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," he said quickly as he rushed toward the door, snatching the hall pass before he left.

The teacher was about to protest his reply to her, but he was long gone and so she turned to her class and continued with her lesson.

Kenny, meanwhile, wondered the halls thinking about his current situation. He wondered what it was that Cartman had in store for him. Nothing good, he thought and sighed. He dreaded what was to come. Somehow he knew-

Something was going on. He could hear voices. Curiosity over powered him and he stealthily moved forward clinging to the lockers. When he reached the last one in the row, he peeked over the side and caught two girls. He tilted his head completely engrossed by their "experiment."

"Not here," one said breathlessly. "Someone will catch us."

"Just a little feel, Jenny," the other girl urged.

Kenny watched as he drooled over the girls. He rubbed his eyes making sure he wasn't dreaming. The first girl caught him staring and pushed away.

"What is it?" the other asked.

The first girl said nothing as she lowered her eyes covering herself up and soon her friend noticed what she was looking at. Kenny closed his mouth and stepped forward. "Oh, don't stop on my account," he said hurriedly.

The first girl looked down and ran away in tears. "Hey, come on!" Kenny shouted after her. "It was nice!" The girl began to run faster. "I like lesbians!" Kenny called as he watched her.

The second girl scoffed at him and ran after her friend. "Asshole," she said under her breath as she passed him.

"You too?" Kenny asked. "Come on!"

He watched them for a moment. "Man!" he whined as he continued to walk down the hall. The more he thought about it, the more those girls seemed to be like him and Butters. Except in a way there seemed to be some personality switch between the two girls. The shy one, the first one had been like Kenny, fearing the leak of their relationship and yet that girl seemed to have more of a Butters personality. The second girl was in a way like Butters in that she couldn't care any less about people finding out, otherwise she wouldn't have risked people finding out by doing what she was doing in the hall. But her personality seemed to be more like Kenny's. It was strange. Was that suppose to be a sign? He shrugged. He was just looking to into it. He placed his hands in his pockets feeling suddenly cold. He still wore his gloves, but they didn't seem to be doing much. He shivered. Why was it so cold? An icy chill ran down his spine and he flinched.

"Hmm."

It had sounded like a pur. The kind of satisfied pur that suggested mischief and deceit.

Kenny turned to see Cartman standing only two feet away from him. His lopsided smirk sent another chill down Kenny's spine.

"Kenny," he said.

"What?"

"Ms. Higgins sent me to look for you," Cartman replied. "She had a feeling you'd be out in the halls."

Kenny looked at him.

"Or would it have been better if Butters had come instead?" Cartman waited for a reply, but when he did not get one, he continued. "He did volunteer to come himself, but I told him it was okay. I wanted to talk to you, anyway."

Kenny continued looking at him, hiding his nervousness as Cartman approached him. He smirked again as he placed an arm around him, but Cartman reeked of trouble. It was all over him. Kenny felt the need to vomit.

Cartman led him away, further down the hall and Kenny felt his heart race. "You've been acting weird lately, Kenny, and I'm worried." His voice was dripping with falsehood and everything opposite of truthful. "Why don't you tell me what's wrong?" Cartman waited again for a reply, but got nothing. "Or. . ." he began as he stopped and turned back. ". . .do we need to see Butters? He seemed to calm you down the first time? He has a magical touch I bet."

Kenny pulled away. "I don't know what you're talking about," Kenny finally replied as he walked away from him and back to class. Kenny let out a slow easy breath as he closed his eyes hoping Cartman hadn't noticed how nervous he was.

"Mhm," was all Cartman said as he followed Kenny down the hall.

He hated this! He hated feeling like he was losing his mind through panic and fear all because of Eric Freaking Cartman. The fat ass was taking his good old time. If he had something planned, then why not do it and get it over and done with! Kenny couldn't stand this much longer. He didn't know what was worse, knowing that people would eventually find out about him and Butters in what ever humiliating way Cartman thought fit or agonizing with wait over when Cartman would actually reveal the truth!

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Butters

Meet me behind the school by the basketball court 15 minutes into 6th period. It's important.

Kenny

He wondered what it was that Kenny wanted. I-I'm just gonna have to wait and see, he said to himself as he placed the note in his pocket. Before he closed his locker he looked at his health textbook where he had found the note. He touched it lightly, thinking that0 Kenny had touched it himself. He must've put it there right a-after he got out of English while I wasn't looking. O-or when he went out to the bathroom, he guessed knowing that everyday Kenny passed his locker before and after 5th period. They'd walk together sometimes if Kenny felt it didn't give them away. Some days he was more paranoid than others. Today he was more paranoid then he'd normally be and so they didn't walk to class together for English. He smiled none-the-less and closed his locker, happy to know that Kenny wanted to see him.

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"Here, Clyde," Cartman said, handing the boy beside him a twenty dollar bill.

Clyde took the money and put it in his pocket. "Just be careful with it," he warned. "I can't afford Mr. Clive finding it broken. I don't know what I'm gonna to tell him if he finds it fu-"

"Alright!" Cartman shouted. "I'll get it back in one piece. Geez, you're as much of a pussy as Kyle is. Just get the sand out of your vagina."

Clyde shook his head. "You still say that?"

"Yeah, so!"

Clyde rolled his eyes.

"What!"

"You said that back in fourth grade. Elementary School."

"So."

"We're juniors now. In High School."

Cartman stared at him, one eyebrow raised.

"Forget it," Clyde said, giving up. "Just get it back to me by the end of the period." With that he went back into the studio room.

Cartman looked down at the camera in his hand and smiled. He had caught a glimpse of Kenny when he thought no one was watching as he slipped a note in Butters's locker and then walked away. A love letter, he thought with a grin.

He made his way down the hall where he saw Butters go. He'd watch Butters closely. He knew that eventually he'd led him to Kenny and then when they showed their affection for one another, Cartman would be ready with the camera and the truth would be revealed for all to see.

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Did you like it? Yeah. You know, now I know exactly where I'm going with this. No more writer's block for me!

Jess