Author's Note: OMG thank you so much for the reviews you guys have been sending me! Sorry I haven't updated sooner, I was really busy with some real life stuff. But I am back with yet another chapter for all of you! Enjoy!


KYLE'S POV

I didn't see anything but the tears blurring my vision as I ran away from Stan. Why had I not realized what an asshole he really was until now? Hmph…Super Best Friends my ass!

Suddenly I bumped into something. Something big, warm, and…fat? "Ay! Watch where you're going you stupid Jew!" I immediately recognized the voice: Cartman.

He was definitely who I didn't want to see right now. "…shut up fatass." I managed to grumble. "Hey, what's up your ass today?" he asked, noticing my tear-stained face.

For once, I didn't yell back at him. Desperate for some means of comfort, I simply slumped against him weakly and cried into his red jacket.

"What the-?" he stuttered, taken aback by my sudden move. But, surprisingly, he made no move to push me off.

Instead, he reluctantly put an arm around my shoulders. "Jeez Kahl, what happened?" he asked me, his voice showing only the tiniest flicker of concern.

He waited for me to calm down before leading me over to a spot to sit. I told him all about what happened; probably not the best move, but I didn't care. At all.

For some weird reason, he actually listened to me. Unheard of, right? "Yeah, that hippie asshole really is a dick. Glad you finally noticed." he joked, lightheartedly.

Normally, I would have launched into a large fit and yelled at him about how Stan wasn't a dick and stuff. But those days were over. "Yeah…" I agreed, feeling a little bit better.

Then I realized that we were gonna be late for class. "Crap, we've gotta go Cartman!" I cried, leaping to my feet. He grabbed my arm, preventing me from running off.

"Dude, I can tell you need to relax. C'mon, let's skip." he told me, smiling invitingly. I hesitated for a bit, but decided I still didn't want to be around Stan right now.

I let him lead me out of the building, making sure to hide out of sight of any patrolling teachers or students. Eventually we reached the doors and left school.

We walked to Stark's Pond in an awkward silence. I had no idea what to say to Cartman anyways; I wasn't even sure if it was Cartman I was walking with at all!

"You know, it's actually really pretty over here in the morning. It's a shame we have to stay at school all day instead of relaxing." I admitted, looking around.

"Yeah…" he murmured, looking in the opposite direction, "I come here all the time, but it sorta gets lonely after a while." I turned to look at him in surprise. Cartman? Lonely?

I realized after a while that I had never really thought of Cartman as someone with feelings. He was just…Cartman. Wow…I guess he wasn't the only bad one either, huh? I thought, guiltily.

We spent most of the time talking and watching the gentle, lapping waves of the pond. I had to admit, I'd never seen this Cartman before…it was so weird having him be nice to me.

This side of him was considerate, gentle, kind…all of the things I never thought he had in him. I'll bet he never knew he did either! But, nonetheless, I was happy.

And the best part is that Stan has never wandered into my mind even once while I talked with Cartman. I had totally forgotten about him…until school the next day.

Cartman and I walked to the bus stop together. Stan and Kenny were there already. "What are you doing here?" he asked. Yup. Definitely remember him now.

I narrowed my eyes in anger. "Oh, I'm so sorry for standing within a ten mile radius of you!" I retorted, "Shall I get on my knees and lick your balls before I leave, your Highness?"

His eyes shone with hurt, but I didn't care anymore. The doormat that cared about him even the slightest bit was long gone, and Stan had himself to blame for it.

"Kyle I-" he began, but the bus had arrived. I welcomed the distraction and climbed on without waiting for him to finish his sentence, sitting next to Cartman instead of us.

I could feel Stan's gaze burning into the back of my head as I joked with Cartman during the bus ride. Don't think about him, Kyle. His loss is your win. I told myself firmly.

Class passed by like a breeze, and soon lunchtime came. Stan pulled me aside to talk. "What do you want, Stan?" I asked.

"Look Kyle, I know I screwed up. But you've gotta forgive me! Please, dude!" he pleaded. I rolled my eyes. I was long over this by now.

"How many times had I already forgiven you, Stan? And why should I?" I replied, bitterly, "All you obviously need is your stupid bitch of a girlfriend anyways!"

And there was that hurt look in his eyes again. "No, Kyle. I never needed Wendy at all." he took a step towards me, "I should have figured out sooner that you mattered so much more to me."

I took a step back to equalize the distance between us. "Well, sorry Stan, but I've moved on. Go find a new best friend." I told him, slowly edging away uncomfortably.

He grabbed my arm tightly. "I can't just go and find a new best friend, Kyle! Come on, I promise I'll treat you better." he begged, holding on to my arm desperately.

"Is that what you said when you knew I wouldn't leave? God, you're so pathetic!" I tugged my arm away and walked over to a table where Cartman had invited me to sit.

I didn't have to look back to tell that he was watching me the whole way. I was extremely mad at him, but I couldn't help feeling a tiny bit guilty for yelling at him like that.

END OF CHAPTER


Author's Note: And the fight begins! Now, although my opinion is a little biased towards Kyman…okay, a lot biased, I'll let you guys vote for who should win. I already have two separate plots planned out depending on who wins and who loses. Who do you vote for? Cartman or Stan? The official winner will be announced at the end of the story when Kyle finally chooses who it is. So, see you next chapter! And don't forget to review/favorite/follow if you liked it!