Stuck With You (Ain't That Bad)
A/N:
Wow, i'm doing a South Park FF? Awesome! I know my other fics are kinda...dea, but I promise to update asap. Anywho, enjoy and R+R is much liked!
Summary
Set when the boys are about 14-15-ish. Things in school are going pretty slow, but then Chloe comes along; her random, yet lovable persona grabs Kyle into a new friendship with the possible the girl of his dreams. But Chloe and Kyle's family just can't get on; with Chloe's parent's being extreme Catholics, they disagree with Chloe choice of Friendship with Kyle. As they argue, Kyle and Chloe just can't help but feel helpless about everything, drawing them just that little bit closer together.
Romeo and Juliet-ish fic...– South Park Style!
Parings: KyleXOC, StanXWendy...an meh, maybe an odd one thrown in the mix.
Warnings: Lanuguage, Drugs References, ect.
Chapter One - New Girl
"What the heck is that smell dude?"
Kyle turned his head round his eyebrows raised high. The red head grinned and looked between his two friends Stan and Kenny. It was Stan who had just shouted out, pointing at Kenny's hand.
"Stan, dude, it's weed" Kyle told his best friend with a laugh.
"The fuck…?" Stan grabbed the cigarette from Kenny's hand. "Kenny, where the fuck did you get weed from; you're too poor to afford it…"
Kenny hissed and grabbed the cigarette back from Stan. Taking a quick draw, he waved his hand like he didn't have a care in the world.
"M'bro gots it.." he yawned, exhaling smoke into Kyle's face.
Kyle turned his head away in disgust, coughing and waving a hand hastily about his head.
"Hey, stop that!" he exclaimed as Kenny threw his head back and laughed.
"Aw, the poor J-o-o afraid of smoke? Gay!" called an unfortunately familiar voice.
Eric Cartman laughed and vaulted his bulk of a body over the picnic bench they were currently laughing about on. He sat beside Kenny and stole his cigarette, taking a quick draw before Kenny snatched it back once more.
"Screw you Fat Ass," the redheaded teen said in a bored yet clearly pissed off tone.
Stan looked up from his iPod and grinned, Kyle caught him grinning and gave him the finger. Stan rolled his eyes, giving the group a small shrug.
"So…" Kenny asked, "Heard you got into Wendy at the weekend.
Kyle gasped and stared at his best-friend in complete shock, his mouth slightly open in awe.
"And you didn't puke?" Kyle asked, abso-fucking-lutely gob smacked.
Stan nodded shyly, his cheeks tinted with a light shade of red.
"Jesus-tap-dancing-Christ!"
"Hallelujah, paraaise thaa lord!" Cartman screamed out into the sky, his arms outstretched, one of his hands doing a peace sign.
Kenny laughed.
"Hey, fat-ass I thought we got over that Christian Rock thing?" he asked with his sleepy/stoned voice.
Cartman didn't bother to answer Kenny; he merely shrugged it off and rummaged round in his bag for a bag of Cheesy Poofs.
"Catman...it's like... 8:30am! Urgh!" Stan shook his head. "Hey, speaking of Christian…shit. Ya hear about the new girl?" Stan asked the group, ignoring Cartman as he made his hand gesture.
"Nope. Who is she?" Kyle asked Stan, a tad too interested in the topic.
Stan shrugged "Dunno, just some British chick moved here. Tweek said she was hot!"
"Alright!" Kenny punched the air, smiling slyly and immeadiately began to daydream (And Kyle, Stan and Cartman all knew about what), taking another quick puff as he did.
"Wait a second...Tweek?" Kyle frowned, reaching up and scratching his forhead and adjusting his hat.
"Don' ask.." Stan said boredly.
Kyle shrugged and jumped slightly as Cartman suddenly piped up.
"Wait, she's 'British' like..whatshisname...Pip?...weak."
Kyle prodded Cartman in the arm.
"Aw shut up, Fat Ass. British chicks are supposed to be hot. It won't matter if she's British or not!"
Cartman huffed and shoved a fistful of Cheesy Poofs in his mouth.
The bell rang, followed by a series of groans. The groups trudged into their Home Room and sat in their seats. Their teacher, Mr. Fritzgerald called for silence. A girl walked in the classroom, holding a note in a gloved, outstreched hand.
The girl looked rather nervously at the floor. She wore a black hooded jacket and a pair of light blue jeans with rather turn-ups that covered the majority her shoes. She had medium length brown hair with a messy fringe that just kinda went...everywhere and wore a pair of black fingerless gloves.
Stan leaned in and whispered to Kyle.
"Dude, I think that's her. She's pretty hot, no?"
Kyle smiled and whispered back.
"Yeah, suppose she is kinda hot." he actually pondered about if she was Jewish or not. There was like...barely any Jewish kids in school and Kyle found it difficult sometimes to relate to people about his religion.
"Okay kids" Mr. Fritzgerald spoke up after reading the girl's note. "We have a new student starting here today. This is Chloe McCourt." Chloe waved shyly, grinning. "Chloe why don't you tell us something about yourself?"
Chloe chewed on the inside of her cheek thoughfully and rocked on the backs of her heels.
"Um..." she said aloud and siad the first thing that came to her head; speaking in a slight British, slight American accent.
"Hey...m'names Chloe...um, ah. I used to live in Britian, but I just moved back here to the States 'cos m'dad used to live here. I like cartoons, burning..." she stopped dead as she caught the glare from her new teacher and quickly recovered. "...inscence..."
There was a loud explosion of laughter from Cartman.
"Hippie!" he yelled out.
"Retard.." Chloe said cooly and cast a nastly look at him.
She shook her head and continued.
"Anywho, I hate fascists, retards and kids like you suck ass!" she pointed over at Cartman, yelling the last bit.
There was a ew cheers here and there, Stan, Kyle and Kenny sniggered.
"Dude, this girl kicks ass!" Kenny chimed in "I defo want her to su-" Cartman elbowed him hard in the side, cutting him off.
"Quiet down!" called Mr. Fritzgerald, he looked over to Chloe and pointed over to an empty seat besides Kyle. "Sit there.." he said simply.
"Aw, near to the Fat Ass?" she said quietly, but loud enought for her fellow classmates to hear as she made her way up to her new seat.
Cartman glared at Chloe, but the female merely grinned and waved in a 'wittle sweety-pie' way. Then, she stuck her tounge out at him, giving him the finger.