"He what!" Stan exclaimed. The whole class turned and looked at him as he raised his voice. Stan smiled at them all weakly, then turned back to his computer. "I can't believe that arsehole"
"Calm down, Stan. It's only going to make the situation worse if either or both of us gets pissed off about it, that's what he wants." Kyle didn't take his eyes off his project on the computer screen.
"Easier said than done, isn't it though? Here we are trying to keep something secret and someone with the biggest mouth in school is there broadcasting it around in the canteen"
"Stan! Keep it down! The other students are trying to work" Mr. Dolan, their I.C.T Teacher said as he walked up behind Stan
"Yes Mr. Dolan" Stan replied, monotonously
"You've got five minutes until the end of the day, keep it so as I can't hear you until the bell rings and perhaps I won't give you a detention" Mr. Dolan said as he walked over to Clyde who had his hand in the air
"arse hole" He muttered under his breath
Kyle laughed lightly
"What's so funny" Stan asked
"You" Kyle replied.
"shut up" Stan chuckled. Just then an envelope flew across his computer screen and landed in the middle with "You've Got mail" written on the front of it. Stan Clicked on the mail symbol.
From: "Kyle Broslofski" KB7092
To: "Stanley Marsh" SM4126
Subject: Open me and find out
I love you. I can't wait to get out of school so I can kiss you and have you all to myself
-Kyle
Stan blushed deeply and closed the e-mail quickly. He looked over at Kyle who was smiling, staring into the computer screen and tapping away on the computer's keyboard. He opened up a new e-mail and started typing quickly. He remembered from the 3rd grade a note that Bebe had been trying to pass to Kyle, but when it got to Stan, Mr. Garrison caught him and thinking it was Stan who had written the note, he made him come up to the front and read it out.
From: "Stanley Marsh" SM4126
To: "Kyle Broslofski" KB7092
Subject: Wouldn't you like to know?
Dear Kyle,
You have got such a great arse. I could sleep for weeks on those pert cheeks, Let me tell you. I'd like to live with you and wear your arse as a hat for all eternity
-Stan XX
Stan hit the "Send" button, quickly closed the e-mail screen down and kept his eye on Kyle's computer screen. Stan watched with a smirk on his face as Kyle read the e-mail, turned bright red and closed it in the blink of an eye.
Kyle Turned to Stan "Smart arse"
Stan just laughed and carried on with his work.
Before they knew it, the Bell rang and everybody started to get up
"Before you all go!" Mr. Dolan called out "Homework assignments!"
The class groaned
"All I want you to do is research a piece of computer hardware, internal to the system or external peripheral, and write about it. A minimum of two hundred words, but I would like it to be around three hundred. In for next week's lesson"
The class groaned louder as they all started to leave.
Kyle pressed a few buttons on the computer, waited a few seconds and pulled his pen-drive out of the front of the computer, slipped that into his pocket and turned the computer off.
"Ready?" Stan asked as he picked up his folder
Kyle smiled and nodded and they headed out the room.
"I gotta stop off at my locker. I've jammed my back-pack in there, saved me lugging it half way around the school to the computer room." Stan and Kyle walked down the corridor in the crowd of other students just trying to get out of the building.
"Sure" Kyle replied
They arrived at their lockers and were immediately greeted by the sound of Clyde cursing himself for opening his locker onto his face again "Mother FUCKER! The fucking hurt!" he cursed, holding his nose and leaning against the lockers in pain.
"You ok, dude?" Kyle asked Clyde. Stan just smiled and shook his head.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It just hurts is all." Clyde replied
"You're gonna break something if you keep that up" Stan said
"Yeah, the locker. That fucking door keeps sticking" Clyde complained.
Kyle looked over at Stan who was spinning his car keys on his finger "Later, Clyde" He said as he walked away with Stan
"Cya Fellas"
Stan and Kyle walked out of the school's doors and headed towards where Stan's Car was parked.
"Why he doesn't get that locker fixed is beyond me" Kyle Chuckled
"I know. I'm sure he's one of those people who finds pain ero-oh you have GOT to be kidding me" Stan & Kyle's good moods were instantly slaughtered when they saw Cartman leaning against Stan's car and waving at them
"Oh for fuck sake! What does he want now?" Kyle complained as they approached the car
"Hello Fags." Cartman greeted them "been up to any faggotory today?"
"What do you want, Fat boy?" Stan asked, opening the boot of the car and throwing his back pack in
"why Stan, what makes you think I want anything?" Cartman asked, trying to sound innocent
"The fact you're an arse and the fact I don't like you" Stan shut the car boot after Kyle put his bag in there and got into the car "What do you want?"
"Just a ride home. Is that too much to ask? You're giving one to your little boyfriend"
"Arsehole" Kyle muttered as he got in and put his seat belt on
"No." Stan sat in the drivers seat and started the car
"Oh Stan, are you forgetting something?" Cartman waved a DVD case at Stan. Stan looked at it then at Kyle who simply sighed. He thought about it for a second "Fine. Get in, put your seat belt on and shut up"
"Sweet" Cartman did as he was told, for once.
Stan started the car, reversed out of the parking space and drove out of the carpark
"Why can't you drive yet, Jew boy?" Cartman sneered.
"Because I only started to learn after Stan got his car and learning to drive takes a long time" Kyle replied monotonously, Ignoring Cartman's "Jew boy" comment.
"I suppose you don't mind taking him everywhere, do you, Fag?"
"Not particularly" Stan replied. A smirked slipped across his face "But you know, Cartman, the only place I really want to have him in this car, is across that back seat, right where you are sitting, And I wanna have him good and hard. We'd be all hot and sweaty, and we'll probably get my Faggyness, and Kyle's Jew-eyness all over that seat, then you know what we'd do, once we'd done all that? We'd do it again, over and over until our bodies couldn't take it any more, right there, and when we do, we'll be right there, right where you're sitting now."
Kyle was staring at Stan in amazement. He was surprised as to how much thought Stan had put into that.
Cartman sat there, completely speechless. Music to Stan & Kyle's ears.
A few moments passed and the car started to make a pinging noise. "What's that?" Kyle asked
Stan glanced down at the dash board "It's just the car telling me that There's basically no petrol in it…it's running on the vapours"
"well, dude, you'd better get to a garage. The last thing we need is to be stuck halfway home with fatboy here"
"EY!" Cartman yelled in protest
"Yeah well, there's enough in there to get us up to the Petrol station just up ahead." Stan smirked again. "You know, if we got rid of some extra weight, the car would go a bit further on what it has left"
Cartman could see Stan's eyes were focused on him in the rear-view mirror . He responded bluntly "Fuck off"
Kyle chuckled to himself.
Stan drove on, trying to ignore the incessant pinging noise the car was making until he got to the petrol station where he pulled in and up to one of the pumps. He got out of the car, followed by Kyle. "I had to wait until it ran out." Stan sounded annoyed "Now it's going to cost me a fortune to refill" he said as he opened the filler cap and shoved the nozzle in
"Look at that" Kyle said, pointing towards the station shop
Stan looked over to where Kyle was pointing, but couldn't see what he was pointing at "what?"
"It's pip" Kyle continued pointing.
Stan looked over and finally noticed the blonde Englishman working behind the counter in the store "Oh yeah" Stan smiled. Pip obviously hadn't noticed them. "That reminds me, I need to get a few things. I suppose here is as gooder place as any to get them. You don't mind waiting around while I look round the store, do you?"
"Not really" Kyle responded
Cartman rolled down the window "one of you fags, go get me a chocolate bar from the shop."
"Fine, just wait there. I'll get it when I go in to pay" Stan turned his attention to the read-outs on the pump as the nozzle clicked-off. He put the nozzle back in the holder and walked into the shop, followed by Kyle.
Pip noticed them as they walked in "What-ho Gentlemen!" he said with a happy smile
