A/N: YAY! WE UPDATED! Sorry but our football team is UNDEFEATED SO FAR, and its taking or precious time away to go to the damn games (we hate football anyway)! Go Tigers! 

Kyle's P.O.V.

"Wake up baby it's me!" an excited voice shrilled in his ear at 6 AM that morning, three hours after he had finally fell asleep.

He found it physically impossible to open his eyes.

"Who is it…Stan?"

"Who the hell is Stan? Honey, have you been sleeping around?" the voice chuckled and he realized it was a women's, but not his mom's, much higher, it was…

"It's Cassadi! Your bride to be?"

It was physically impossible for his eyes to open, but they did anyway.

"Cass-Cassadi?"

"Theeeeeeeere you go." The voice responded in a sweet but slightly sarcastic tone.

"Oh…oh my god…baby, what the hell are you doing here!" He flew out of bed a wrapped his arms around the lovely young woman, his soon to be wife, and they rocked back in forth laughing until they fell back on the bed.

"Well, I missed you. When we get married your're never leaving me like that again!" She cried in a mock stern voice.

He kissed her lightly.

"Of course not, you really needn't worry."

"Mmmm…" She frowned gently. "I'm also here to see your family, I haven't seen them in, what, 7 months?

"Yeah, they're not home yet? They were supposed to be. Achk. They must have grabbed a hotel or something. No idea where Ike is…he probably spent the night at his girlfriend's house…

"Omigod! You'd let him do that!" Cassadi put her hand to her chest as if her heart hurt at the very thought of it.

"Yeah, well, at least all he has is one girlfriend. When my friend Stan was his age, he had a new girl every night! Seriously! I bet he's slept with every girl in Colo-ra...do?" He slowed down because one look at his girlfriend proved she wasn't the least impressed.

"Oh wow. What an achievement." She said severely sarcastic.

"No, I gave you the wrong idea of Stan, he's a really great guy and all…"

Cassadi frowned again, deeply this time.

"That's three times you've mentioned him. What is he like, your long lost lover? You wanna tell me something Kyle?"

Well that was highly unexpected. He knew Cassadi was the jealous type, but he had no idea she'd act that way over his relationships with guys.

"No! Cassadi, I mean, we're best friends and I haven't seen him since High School. We just, well pretty much just, saw each other again. Naturally I'm going to be excited right?

She sighed. "I guess."

Kyle had a sudden idea.

"Hey you know what would be cool? My friend, well the cafeteria man at my childhood school, opened up a restraint recently. He's a great cook! Let's go there for breakfast."

"O.K, but you know what would be cooler? Bring your friends. Stan and those other two you used to talk about."

Kyle felt reluctant. Cassadi was a nice girl, but he had a feeling she was feeling a bit, uh…naughty today, and not in the way Kyle liked.

Anyone's Game P.O.V.

'She was gorgeous.' Stan thought.

'She was Kyle's type.' Chef thought from behind the counter.

'I want a piece of that!' Kenny thought.

'I wonder if she's going to finish that omelet.' Eric thought.

"So you're the amazing Stan I've been hearing about." Cassadi drawled. Her hair was black as night. Her eyes met his, they were very icy. In fact, they were the color of ice. Maybe if you looked hard enough into them you could see right through them and what she was thinking. Not that it was hard. It was obvious she was thinking that they were hicks and she couldn't wait to get away from this hell hole of a town.

Stan, Cassadi could see, was handsome. If she hadn't know better she might think he was related to Kyle, their facial expressions were so similar. They actually had the same face, and body type. It seemed that if you got ride of Kyle's red hair and this boys black hair they could be identical. She vaguely wondered if they had always looked so similar or if years of being with each other had magically made them grow into quite the same person.

Except their attitudes were nothing alike.

Why Kyle was courteous and cute mannered, Stan was rough and didn't even seem to know what a manner was.

He repeatedly called his girlfriend a hoe through the conversation. Kyle, she was glad to see, seemed to notice, and every time he would use the word Kyle would wince and look at Cassadi to see what her expression was.

But Stan looked like the Angel of Peace compared to those two thugs, Kenny and Eric. Eric was extremely fat, he had sweat running down his shirt ever though it could hardly be called warm in the building, and he kept sneaking food from her, even though he was sure she hadn't noticed, she had.

Kenny, was, well Kenny was Kenny. He was as poor as she was rich. Nothing to talk about although he was rather handsome as well, if you looked at him hard.

During the small "meeting" Stan looked at Kyle and laughed.

"Dude, your shaking! Have you forgot how cold it is in here? Take my jacket." Stan peeled of his jacket and was about to hand it to his best friend when Cassadi interrupted.

"No, don't do that Stanny. I'll keep him warm." She then crawled into her boyfriend's lap and kissed him gently. Stan, who had still had his arm out extending it towards his friend, dropped it, feeling put out, and…well what else could he call it but…jealous.?

A/N: Slightly longer, not really. Hahaha. We promise one of these days you will get a chapter so damn long it will BLOW YOUR MIND! YA HEAR? BLOW YOUR F-ING MINDS!