Chapter 28

This is leading up to prom. The next few chapters will be about this topic.

Prom.

The beginning of the end.

This is the moment it becomes real for Seniors all across the country. All that's left are finals and graduation day, all of which less than a month away.

Teenage girls being dolled up and paraded around for the occasion. Boys all being drug along for the ride. The flashing lights as parents promise they only need one more picture, even though they promised that over fifteen minutes ago.

In all fairness, most people go to their Senior Prom, if they go to prom at all.

This is a day of happiness for pretty much everyone involved. For our South Park group that's exactly how it all starts.

Happiness.

Stan, Kyle, Henrietta, Pete, and Michael were posing outside of the Biggle residence.

"Mom..that's enough pictures! You already have enough to fucking show everybody how much you care!"

"You know I care. If I didn't you'd be in that pretty, pink dress I saw when we went shopping." Her mother replied in a sickeningly sweet voice.

"Whatever."

"Listen to your mother."

"You're dad's right babe. She did let you pick the dress that you wanted." Stan soothed.

Kyle coughed trying to break the awkwardness of the situation, "We should probably go if we want to be on time to meet everybody."

Wendy was helping Bebe into her dress. Her baby bump beginning to get in the way of the teen's ability to get dressed on her own.

"Babe, your dress is really nice but why are you trying to hide the baby belly?" Clyde asked once the girls came downstairs to the living room.

"Come on Clyde! Think dumb ass. She wants to look good. She doesn't want strangers guessing if she's pregnant or just fat in her prom pictures. But they can't ask because for all they know she could just be fucking fat and they would look like dicks for asking." Cartman snipped from his spot on the couch.

Wendy immediately went to her friends defense, "Eric! I will make you go to prom by yourself! Don't say my friend looks fat. That's mean!" She huffed adjusting her own dress, glare not leaving her face.

"Hey, hey, he's kind of right Wendy. I mean I don't want people seeing me that don't know or seeing pictures of me that don't know and being like is she pregnant? Is she fat? I would rather just hide it. I mean come on, girl, that why I chose the bubble dress!" Bebe reasoned.

"Now,now kids let's get you posed and out the door. Don't want to be late!" Mr. Donovan said as he came into the room with camera in hand.

Kenny arrived to the Stotch residence. His nerves on high. He had no idea what to expect. Butters told his parents they were going stag with Craig and Tweek, but would they believe that? Craig and Tweek being a couple and going together and then the two of them going together would make it almost seem like they were going as a couple too wouldn't it?

Before he could even knock on the door it was ripped open by a frantic looking Stephen Stotch.

"Kenny! Hurry up and get inside. Linda's having a meltdown about Butters hair, I don't have patience for this!"

Kenny walks in to find the living room set up with a tripod camera facing the window. He can't see Butters but he can sure hear he and his mom's conversation.

"Linda honey, Kenny's here, I think Butters looks fine. You're going to make them late if you don't hurry!"

Stephen sits on the couch and motions for Kenny to join him.

"Now, here's some ground rules. I know your parents don't have any rules really but we do. Butters is not allowed to drink and he's not allowed to go to after parties. I know you two don't have dates but can you still keep an eye on him? I don't want some kid sneaking alcohol or drugs into the prom and talking my son into doing them."

Kenny smiled and relaxed a bit. Relieved that Butters parents didn't suspect anything.

"I can do that sir."

I was starting to get nervous. Tweek just arrived but Butters and Kenny still aren't here. Ruby's being a little shit and going on and on about how pretty Tweek looks. I mean, come on, of course he does. His hair's all slicked back and he's wearing fucking blue for God's sakes. Of course he looks hot right now. I think she's parading him around me like that on purpose. Dad's been pissy since mom pulled out the camera. He keeps saying this shit's too much for him. Whatever. He's never been a mushy type of guy anyway.

"Where are those assholes?" I can't hide my frustration. I just want to get out of this damn house.

"Craig, chill, you know how Butters parens are. They're probably hounding them a thousand times over on all the rules Butters has to follow." Tweek laughs.

I sigh, I mean he's probably right but still. I don't want to be late and my family is driving me insane.

Right then Kenny bursts through my front door in a huff with Butters trailing behind him.

"Sorry! Butters mom wouldn't let us leave until she thought his hair looked good." Kenny says slightly out of breath.

"Ok well if we're all here then let's get these pictures going." Laura comes in with a camera.

After all the pictures were done the group head outside to the car.

"Oh and Craig, your dad said you can take the little car since your truck is only a two seater." Laura Tucker said to the boys and throwing Craig the keys, "Have fun!"