A.N - Just a little note to say that This chapter might be a bit of a surprise to people, and i know i don't really think that this is a well written. But i tried my best and that's all i can say, any reviews would be welcome, postive AND Negative. It helps with my writing after all.

Disclamier : I don't own South park, nah, they belong to Trey and Matt.

I put my hood down as the bell went for break. The week was gonna be a blast. I felt like singing.

Man for once in my life, I knew that people cared about me. ""KENNY KENNY KENNY KENNY KENNY KEN KEN KENNNYY!"

Cartman flung himself towards me and I instantly fell backwards with the force. I laughed but then I stopped…. I had felt something very weird. Cartman….has got the hots for me?

"Oh Jesus, Cartman get a fucking room if you really wanted to shag him THAT bad."

"Shut up you Jew! Yeah well, guess what? Butters told me you were GAY!"

I stared as Kyle blushed and then so did Stan.

"Kyle aren't you going out with Bebe?"


"WHAT HES GAY AND HES GOING OUT WITH THAT WHORE? NANANANANANA HAHAHAHAHAHA HA-HA!"

Kyle mumbled something so soft that any of us heard.

"OMG! First I find out about Kyle, and now I know has going out with Bebe! Cartman laughed and before anyone could stop it, Kyle punched him straight in the face causing him to topple over on the ground.

I jumped and punched Kyle in the stomach.

"WHAT THE FUCK KYLE? THERE WAS NO NEED TO DO THAT!"


"BUT HE HAS JUST SHOUTING THAT IM GAY TO EVERYONE OF COURSE HE DESEREVED IT KENNY!"

Kyle's screamed, and he ran out of the door. Stan looked at Cartman and me who I was trying to help him get up, but instead of staying he ran off with Kyle.

I stared after Stan's back, the tears about to spill.

"Stupid fucking Jew, faggot, hippie pussy cunt shit head bastard muff FUCKING JEW!"

I felt sudden anger and jealousy. I let Cartman get on with his rage while I put my mind to my thoughts. This was one of the times where I just wished Kyle wasn't here. God dam, he had to take Kyle away from me!"

"Yeah he is, I hate him too." I smiled, finally letting that sentence out. Cartman looked shocked as he didn't think I would be very open about stuff like that.

Sure, I was open about sex and how much got, but I never said I hated people. I hated a lot of people, came to think of it. Butters, well I used to but not now. He's changed, he really has. And of course I hated my dad when he was drunk. Sober he was perfect.

When he found out when I was smoking, I hated him as I remembered my mother's face. Teats streaming down.

Cartman turned to m gave me a kind of thank you hugs before turning to me once again. I couldn't help noticing the bulge in his trousers. What the fuck? I mean, I could at least control little Kenny.

I looked behind me hoping that there was a girl behind me, who had obviously got Cartman's affection. No such luck. No one, just him and me. HOLY SHIT!"

"Kenny… indeed to tell you something."

I nodded, guessing what he was going to be.

"There he is Miss. There's the boy that fucking punched me and told everyone about my sexual-"Kyle stopped, too ashamed.

"Mind your language Broflovski!"The Principal said, breathing heavily. I had to think fast, I had to get Cartman out of this. He always helped me when I was down.

"Are you Eric Cartman?"

"Yes Madam but I swear I would never hurt a living soul."

"THAT'S A Lie YOU FAT DUCK! Ive got a bruise cus of you explain that!"

Kyle shouted, and showed us his stomach and sure enough, there was a big bruise.

"Eric, I really can't have that behaviour anymore. Im going to have you to come with me to make a phone call to your mother."

Cartman mumbled, "She probably won't be home… she's a whore."

"What was that?"

"Nothing misses."

I watched sadly as Eric walked away with the principal. I felt a sudden pang of guilt. Why didn't I stick up for him? He would have done the same.

"Ha-ha, little fuck got what he deserved. Anyway Kenny um…" I cut him off, unable to hold my words in any longer.

"Are you seriously gay?"

Kyle blushed and sighed, "Look Kenny. Things are just confusing ok. But do me a favour and don't brag. Look, Ken, can you keep a secret?"

"Sure, whatever."

"I... um... well i um..."

"Spit it out Broflovski."

"I fancy Stan" And with those last words, Kyle skidded out of the hall.