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Chapter Two: Just Another Day

When I woke up the next morning, it was to the oh-so-glorious sound of Stan singing in the shower. I don't even know what the fuck song he was singing. I listened for the sound of anyone else in the house. Uncle Randy and Aunt Sharon must have been at work, because I didn't hear them, and I didn't hear Shelly either, so she must be out with friends or something. I sighed and stared at the ceiling. Three guesses what I was thinking about, the first two don't count. It was Kyle.

My thoughts were interrupted though, because Stan had just started rapping. He was singing that song by Eminem and Trick Trick, "Welcome to Detroit" or something like that. I don't remember. I don't care either. But it was annoying, and I was about to yell at him when I heard the phone ringing. I looked at the clock, figuring it must be later than I thought. It was, it was about 11, and I thought it was only 9. Anyway, got out of bed, went out into the hallway and then downstairs and picked up the stupid phone.

"Hello?" I said into the receiver.

"Hey Ashton!" Said a voice I knew to be Wendy's. A lot of people thought Wendy was a bitch. I didn't. She was like me, she was just a girl. A fairly nice one. I guess that's why some people at school didn't like me. Because I was friends with Wendy, people at school who didn't like Wendy in turn hated me as well. In fact, apart from Wendy, Bebe and the guys, I didn't have that many friends. Acquaintances, but not necessarily friends. People that didn't hate me, but weren't my best friends either. And then there was people that hated me, but I said that already. Anyway, I'm babbling, so I'll get on with mine and Wendy's conversation.

"Hi Wendy, what's up?" I asked.

"Not much. Listen, you wanna come to the mall today? Just me, you and Bebe, none of those bitches that hate us."

I was about to say yes, but I then I remembered that the guys were coming over today.

"Sorry Wendy I can't, Kenny, Kyle and Cartman are coming over," I said.

"Ew, Cartman," Wendy said. The tone of her voice made me laugh, and I have a very weird laugh, I snort sometimes, which I did this particular time, so it made Wendy laugh too.

"Well, do you want to come over?" I asked her.

"Sure, what time?" She asked.

"Uh, hold on." I said and put down the phone.

"Stan!" I yelled. I guess he was out of the shower, because he heard me.

"What?" He yelled back.

"When are the guys coming over?" I shouted.

"At like noon," He yelled back. I picked up the phone.

"Sometime around noon," I told Wendy.

"Okay, I'll be there," She said.

"Kay, bye,"

"Bye,"

I hung up the phone and walked back upstairs to see if Stan was out of the shower so I could have one. He wasn't in the bathroom so I opened his room door. He was in his boxers looking for a shirt.

"Hey Stan," I started.

"Jeez Ashton! Can't it wait till I'm dressed, you perv?" He said. It was funny, because he walked around the house in his boxers all the time anyways.

"No. Listen. Wendy is coming over too okay? I just invited her." I replied.

"What? You invited Wendy here? But dude, She's my ex-girlfriend! Twice!" Stan said.

"So? She's my friend," I said.

"Ah, whatever," He said.

"I'm going to have a shower, don't turn on any water," I said and walked out of the room. The reason I told him not to turn on any water was because if I didn't say it, he assumed that I'd given him permission to turn on the hot water in the kitchen sink and make the shower water cold as hell, freezing me to death.

So I went to the bathroom, had a shower, and wrapped a rowel around myself when I got out to walk to my room. There I got dressed and blow dried my hair.

Later, when it was time for Wendy and the guys to come over, I was sitting upside down in a chair watching TV so I made Stan answer the door, after Cartman knocked about four times and yelled, "Ay, answer the goddam door!"

Stan walked back into the living room with Kenny, Kyle, and Cartman.

"God dammit you stupid lazy whore, would it kill you to answer to door?" Cartman asked me. I frowned angrily and was about to insult him right back, but someone else beat me to it.

"Shut your fucking mouth, fat ass!" Kyle said. Then it was quiet for a second, and everyone looked at Kyle, including me.

"Well, it looks like Jew boy has—" Cartman started to say, but Kyle cut him off.

"To go to the bathroom," Kyle tried to finish Cartman's sentence. "Yeah, so, I'll be back in a sec," He said, and quickly went into the bathroom.

"Well that was sufficiently awkward," I said.

"Yeah, who wants to watch Asses of Fire?" Stan asked us. So we all sat down and watched the Terrance and Phillip movie, and Kyle joined us a minute later. Cartman was too into the movie to say anything to him. About a half hour later, there was another knock at the door. I knew it would be Wendy so I answered it. Sure enough, it was Wendy.

"Hey Wendy, come in," I said. She did. I looked at the guys who were still watching the movie. I'd seen it about 8 million times, so I asked Wendy,

"Do you wanna go to the mall?"

"I thought you didn't want to," She replied.

"Ah, I've seen this movie about a million times," I said.

"Alright, let's go," She said. So we did, we went to the mall to avoid any other awkward moments with Kyle, or with Wendy and Stan.

At the mall, we shopped for a bit, but then sat down at the food court by the fountain with milkshakes.

"So, still like Kyle?" Wendy asked me. I sighed.

"Yeah," Then I told her what happened before, about Cartman calling me a stupid lazy whore and Kyle standing up for me.

"Wow, sounds like he has a little thing for you too," Wendy grinned, taking a sip of her milkshake.

"Haha, I wish," I laughed and took a sip of mine as well.

"So, what's going on with you and my cousin?" I asked her.

"Ugh, nothing I don't think, it's very confusing," She said, while frowning.

"I see. Well, do you wanna get going? We can go back to my house if you want," I said.

"Sure, let's go," She said. We put our milkshake cups in the garbage and walked out of the mall, and back to my house. Soon we were back at my house. I tried to open the door but it was locked.

"What the hell?" I muttered. I searched in my pockets and my wallet for my key but I couldn't find it.

"Those idiots locked the door on us," I said to Wendy. I knocked on the door.

"Stan! Open the door!" I yelled. I got no response so we went around to a window on the side of the house.

We looked inside, but they had the blinds drawn and the curtains closed.

"What the fuck are they doing in there?" I asked to no one in particular.

"Maybe they're having a big orgy," Wendy joked. I laughed loudly, and then we went back to the front door.

"Stan! Open the fucking door!" I yelled, pounding on it. Then I heard footsteps and the door unlocking.

Stan appeared, in front of a cloud of smoke.

"Oh, it's just you," He said.

"Yeah, who did you think it wa-" I started to say, but cut myself off sniffing the air.

"Oh my God, are you kidding me?" I exclaimed when I walked into the house and saw what they-correction, Kenny-was doing.

Ok, so review, and I'll get the next chapter out…whenever… And sorry if this was really short.