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The Bleachers

'Kyle should be doing track about now' Stan thought as he came out of the school onto the Track & Field area and headed towards the bleachers to sit down and watch Kyle.

Sure enough, Kyle was just jogging on the spot on the 400 metres track to warm himself up and get ready. Kyle didn't notice Stan as he came up almost right along side him and sat on the bleachers.

Stan sat himself down with his English folder oh his lap. He had an essay he needed to start roughing out, but it was a hot day, When he saw Kyle remove his shirt and toss it to the side of the track, he knew right then, there was no way he was going to be able to concentrate.

"Right! You all know what I want to see from each and every one of you. One hundred and ten percent effort! Don't any of you dare stop giving it your all, unless you drop dead running around, you are not allowed to stop!" The coach bellowed "Ready!" They stooped down "Set!" They raised their back ends into the air "GO!" the coach yelled as he fired a banger-gun into the air.

Kyle and the others raced off around the track. Stan thought for a second that all he was going to see were blurs flying around the track, but that wasn't so. He could still make out which one was Kyle as they raced away.

Kyle was taking it slowly and pacing himself. He was in third, but that didn't matter, he finished forth the last time they had practice, so he wasn't over-bothered about his position, he just wanted to finish without his lungs feeling like they were about to implode. 'I know coach wanted me to shave some off my lap time, but I want to live afterwards'

Stan opened his folder, but instead of writing an essay, like he was supposed to be doing, he absent mindedley started doodling something. He didn't know what it was because he kept his eyes fixed on Kyle as he ran around the track.

"Hu-hu-Hey Stan" Butters came up behind him

Stan jumped out of his skin "WHA!" he said as he fell backwards off the bench

"oh sweet Jesus! Are you ok?" Butters bent over him

Stan quickly collected his thoughts and got back up, dusting himself off "Yeah, Yeah. I'm fine. Jeez, Butters! You scared the shit outta me!"

"S-s-Sorry, Stan. I-I-I didn't mean to, Honest" Butters Said in a small voice, looking down at his feet.

Stan smiled "Don't worry about it" he said, sitting back down and picking his folder back up

"D-Do you mind if I join you?" butters asked, sitting down next to Stan

Stan was staring at Kyle again, who was now lying down on the floor by the start/finish line panting. "Sure, Go a head" he said, smiling stupidly as he stared at Kyle, who's shirt was up fair enough for Stan to see his belly button.

"I'm only here to wait for Kenny anyway" Butters sat down

"Oh? where's he?" Stan asked, waking up from his trance

"Over there" Butters pointed to a blonde haired boy who was queuing up for the long jump

"Oh yeah, I didn't notice him before" Stan Waved At Kenny and was surprised when Kenny Waved back

Kyle lay there on the ground, still trying to catch his breath. He noticed Stan sitting on the bleachers, waving to someone that wasn't him. Kyle turned over and saw Kenny waving back. He looked and noticed Butters next to Stan 'Maybe they have a threesome arranged or something' Kyle giggled to himself.

"BROSLOFSKI!" The Coach barked as he loomed over Kyle.

'Uh-oh' Kyle thought. "Coach?" he asked, timidly.

"Well done. That was two seconds off your lap time. I'd like to see four, but you're getting there. Keep it up, boy."

"Oh" Kyle Smiled "Thanks….I mean, Yes Coach"

"That's M'Boy" Coach said as he walked away."

"I wander what that was about" Butters commented to Stan

"I dunno. Knowing coach it was either a compliment or a quiet arse-booting. Kyle's still smiling, so it was probably the first."

"I-I-I dunno how you guys do it, Stan. I can hardly take the punishment that is Phu-phu-Phys-Ed. Let alone extra training. It'd k-kill me."

Stan Shrugged "You get used to the torture" he chuckled. "It gets to the point where your body builds up the ability to take it without a problem. Thing is, Coach sometimes works out that what he thought was your best, Isn't any more, so he pushes you harder, but as I say; You get used to it."

"Oh, I-I-I see."

"RIGHT! THAT'S IT FOR TODAY FOLKS! HIT THE SHOWERS!" The coach called out.

Kyle sat up and looked at Stan and Kenny, who instantly saw him staring. He got up and started walking towards them.

Stan turned bright red as Kyle began to approach them. Kenny, of course, took this opportunity make fun of Stan "That shade of red doesn't suit you, you know" he chuckled.

Stan glared at him, his cheeks burning. "Shut uuuup" he complained.

Kyle approached them and sat down next to Stan "Hey" he smiled

"Hiya" they all responded in unison.

"Did you guys have any luck with the stuff I brought over the other night?" Kenny asked

"Yeah, a little. I've managed to isolate the files from Cartman's computer and delete them, it just needs that new hard drive now, you know, to make sure the 'evidence' is all gone" Kyle responded

"And we've got through all the DVD's. I've only found about 5 with that movie on there. I took the discs with that on them out and replaced them with some blank ones. The same cheap-o brand fat boy uses."

"Ok, well, I have that hard drive. I managed to sneak it off the back of the lorry from another stores consignment, so there's gonna be no come-back to me or the store. I'll bring that over tonight, reckon you can have the computer and DVD's ready for collection by six?" he asked

"Yeah, six should be fine." Stan replied "Right, Kyle?"

"Well, no. not if Kenny's gonna bring the hard drive over with him at six. I'll need at least another forty-five minutes" Kyle replied

"Oh! I brought it with me, it's in my locker. Sorry, I forgot to mention that" Kenny chuckled.

"Oh, then yeah, six should be fine. It's a fairly big drive, but the computer is actually pretty fast, so I'll start ghosting the files at five, it should be done by six at the latest"

"Sorted then. I'll tell him I've kept the DVD's a bit longer to watch them, so we can hand those and the ones he gave you to sell over to the police"

"A-ar-are you sure this is gonna work, Kenny?" Butters stammered

"Hell yeah. What he's doing is illegal" Kenny replied.

"How is it?" Stan asked, not realising Kenny was referring to the DVD's

Kenny, Kyle and Butters stared at him blankly "How is making illegal copies of a film by taking a video camera into the cinema illegal?" Kenny asked.

"Oh! I thought you meant the blackmail" Stan blushed.

They all laughed lightly at him "That's only illegal in certain circumstances" Kyle said.

"Oh." Stan bluntly replied