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Today was an uneventful day. I sat in class and watched Kyle read, his hair falling into his eyes and his lips wording out what he was reading. He was so adorable.. What? No. I can't be thinking this about another guy, especially Kyle out of all people. He was like a brother to me after all the years we've spent together. We started high school about a week ago and it was so different from elementary school that I needed help just keeping my sanity.

There were a lot of cute girls and boys.

But none of them were my type to be honest. Let's face it, no girls like a poor guy, especially one who never shows his entire face in school. No girl likes a guy with bruises all over, sometimes a black eye and often scrapes and cuts on his face. I'm just not boyfriend material. Stan, Kyle and Butters always seemed to be there when my life was at it's worst. Sometimes even Cartman was there for me, behind his insults and tough guy exterior he knew how to show affection.

I was thinking to myself about Kyle. I don't know why I was so afraid of being rejected by him, I mean it was just a dare right? Or.. Well no, it really was just a dare. Even if I had feelings for Kyle, it was only a dare.

"Hey Kenny, you okay?" I heard Kyle ask, startling me enough to make my breath quiver.

"(Oh, I'm fine.)" I said, knowing I sounded muffled I pulled down my coat enough to see my mouth, "Kyle, do you think you can spend the night tonight?"

He looked surprised that I had pulled the part of my coat covering my mouth down for once.

"Uh, I'll have to check with my mom later, but sure." He said with a smile, "Are you sure nothing's wrong?"

I nodded and pulled my mouth-piece back up. I could feel myself beginning to blush, so I covered my face a little more.

Kyle gave me a weird look and walked away with a smile. Butter walked up shorty afterward.

"That didn't really look like- like flirting, Kenny." He said, watching Kyle walk away with me.

I wanted to kiss him so badly..

No, that would be so wrong. I mean, we're both guys.. AND he's one of my best friends. Ugh, who am I kidding?

"Y-you promised you would do anything I dared you." He told me, looking at me while I continued to watch Kyle.

I nodded, "(I will, Butters.)"

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On the bus after school I sat with Kyle, which was unusual because we normally had separate seats. I looked at him periodically, he seemed to notice, but didn't say anything.

"Kenny, are you sure nothing is wrong?" He asked me, a puzzled expression on his face, "I'm starting to worry."

I nodded. We were getting off the bus soon. Kyle's mom told him I could stay the night at his house because she didn't want him gone for two nights in a row, but I knew it was because she didn't want him sleeping in a trailer. I have to admit it hurt a little, but I blew it off.

I looked down and saw his hand turn another page in his book, finding that with every second that passed I wanted to hold that hand. My thoughts were interrupted as a realized it was our stop. We both got off the bus, but Kyle kept looking at me. I could see him trying to get my attention.

"(Hm?)" I asked him.

"Oh nothing, just trying to figure out why you look so quiet and serious." He said with a smile, I returned his smile.

We arrived at his house and went inside, this wasn't my first time at Kyle's house, but it felt different. I decided I would take my hood off in front of him for the first time. As I felt it slide off, I followed Kyle up to his room.

"So what do you want to do, Kenny?" He asked, back still facing me.

"I don't know, why don't you pick?" I asked him, noticing he stopped folding his clothes.

He must have heard my voice wasn't muffled and turned around.

"Wow Kenny, I've never seen your hair before." He said, continuing to look me over, "You're a cute guy."

He turned back around, I was glad he did or he would have seen my face redden. Hearing him say that gave me this feeling inside like I wanted to cry, but not because I was sad, because I was happy. I think he made my year just by saying that. Too bad he didn't realize..

"You really think so, Kyle?" I asked him curiously.

He turned around and looked at me again, "Well yeah, you face is the perfect shape, you've got the blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes that every girl wants."

He didn't turn around this time, so he noticed my blush, I turned around and pretended to look at the picture on his desk.

"Kenny, wanna play some Ghost Racers?" He asked me.

"Sure!" I said with a smile, sitting on the floor.

He got out his gaming system, looking at me like he couldn't keep his eyes off me.

We started playing, laughing and pushing each other to try and win. I poked his side and he squirmed, laughing.

"Careful, I'm ticklish!" He said with his eyes on the screen, still trying to win.

I poked him again and again, hearing him giggle uncontrollably.

"Qui-quit it!" He laughed, falling back, but still playing the game.

I put my controller down and straddled his waist, tickling him as he squirmed around.

"K-Kennyyy!" He laughed, his voice getting high-pitched, "St-"

He laughed again, rolling over so he was ontop of me and began tickling me, me legs on either side of his torso.

"Kyle!" I laughed, rolling around on top of and under him.

Eventually I rolled off of him and continued to laugh uncontrollably with him.

"Ha! I won the race!" I heard him say, looking at me with a huge smile on his face.