Here is chpt. 2. Hope ya like!
8:31 Friday morning at South Park high. Students lined up to aboard the buses, suitcases in hand. Now we screen in on our favorite South Park boys.
Cartman was standing there bored out of his mind while eating the snack cake that was in his hand. Kenny was standing behind the fat tub of lard reading some porno he swapped from his dad. (Sounds about right! Get. Off. My. Head!!) Kyle was just pinching the bridge of his nose as his mother arrived. She was asking if he brought everything. Stan was giving his best friend a sympathetic look.
"Do you have your toothbrush?"
"Yes."
"How bout your extra scarf?"
"Yes."
"How bout a clean pair of underwear?"
Kyle turn complete red out of embarrassment. Cartman was rolling on the ground laughing. Kenny chuckled as Stan tried to hold back his laughter. And pretty much anyone who heard the fat woman was laughing.
"Mom! I'm not 8 years old anymore!"
"OK, OK, OK bubbie. I'll get going now." She kissed on the forehead and left.
Kenny was still giggling, Cartman was turning blue, and Stan was still having trouble stifling his laugh when Kyle looked at them. Kyle kicked Kenny in the knee and he immediately stopped laughing and yelped in pain.
"Good. Now get the fatass to stop before he dies."
Kenny stood up straight and saluted before going to Cartman's aide. After Cartman started to breath again, Kyle turned to glare at his best friend who was still having trouble subsiding his laughter.
"I can't wait to get out of this town. I was kind of getting tired of the same people, you know?" Kenny said with a smirk.
"Can't you think of anything but getting laid?" Kyle asked Kenny as Stan finally rid himself from his laughter.
"Yeah, I probably can. But I don't wanna." Kenny replied with his arms crossed.
Kyle rolled his eyes as he handed his stuff to the school's conciliar. Then he went onto the bus followed by Stan.
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Stan was sitting next to Kyle in the back of the bus. With Kenny and Eric sitting across from him.
"Damn! How much longer til we get there?" Stan asked as he turn towards his best friend. Kyle looked down at his watch then gaze out of the window again.
"We're going to get there in 5 more hours. So I suggest you try to find something to do dude." Kyle replied. Stan groaned then looked at the floor. Kyle sighed.
"So what happened between you and Wendy?" Kyle asked looking down at his friend.
Stan let out another groan before looking at Kyle to answer.
"I noticed that she was just a total bitch. So I broke up with her."
Kyle was shocked and happy at the same time for some unknown reason. He tried to resist the urge to smile, but it failed. "How long did it take for you to realize that?" Kyle joked. Stan glared at him. Kyle just laughed. (That's what I call LOVE! Oh and a nice fucked to go along with it. Kenny? Yeah? Would you mind shutting the FUCK UP!)
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"Well here we are." Kyle said as he stepped of the bus.
"Finally! I hope I don't get a room with the Jew. Or the fag." Stan knew that Cartman was referring to him.
"Just keep your mouth shut for another hour fatass." Kyle said as he stretched. Stan smiled as he watched Kyle. Then he mentally slapped his head.
"Don't push it, Kyle. It was a miracle that he didn't said anything on the way up here." Stan said as they walk up to the lodge.
"Can't blame me for trying."
I can't blame you for anything.
(Ooh... Mysterious thought. C'mon everyone knows who thought that. Just shut up Kenny, Just shut up. Thanks for ruining the mood. No prob. I was being sarcastic. Dumb ass. Well how am I suppose to know pulls out gun I'll shut up now. Good boy!)