Hey fellas! Did you miss me? Special thanks to super manako sohma, Xx. Weird Messed Up Girl .xX, and lustfulangel723, for my first reviews. These sweet words gave me a boost of confidence! Now I'm even more pumped into writing this! This chapter has not much to do with CraigxCartman, uh; more of a KylexCraig… keep reading, and be patient! The good stuff will come soon.
Cartman eyed the clock time-to-time, waiting for the bell to ring, to save him from school. He smiled, there was only about 10 minutes left of class, and he was really excited. Liane was going to buy him a new Xbox 360 live, with halo, right after school, because of the good grades that he was getting. Cartman planned out this whole event, and even invited Kenny, to get him to stand in line-ups, and to have someone to play halo with.
Only about ten minutes left of school… why not actually learn something, and make the best of it? Cartman turned his attention over to Mr. Garrison, who was writing something on the chalk board.
"Okay children, who can tell me when Great Britain's Queen Victoria died?" Mr. Garrison looked around his classroom, and only two hands were up in the air.
Pip and Kyle were waving their hands up in the air, begging to answer the question. To Pips dismay, Mr. Garrison doesn't like "frenchies," and looked over at Kyle.
"Yes Kyle?"
"1901," Kyle said smartly, giving Pip an evil look.
"Aw," Pip grumbled, slumping back into his chair.
Cartman snorted. Wow…Kyle is such a smart ass. He probably thinks he's the smartest kid in the class right now! My grades are just as good as his! Even my mam thinks so! This is the perfect time of the day to make Kyle pissed off…Cartman grinned, and didn't notice he was staring at Kyle.
"Take a picture, it will last longer." Kyle raised an eyebrow; Cartman was staring at him for a while now. "What are you up to fat ass?"
"Oh nothing, Kahl…" Cartman gave another evil grin, and turned his attention to Mr. Garrison.
"Oh Jesus…not again. You want to compete over who's smarter, right?" Kyle said, with no patience in his voice.
"Shut your god damn Jew mouth Kahl! We both know that I'm smarter! Besides, my mam is buying me an Xbox because I'm so smart!" Cartman roared.
"Oh please, fat ass! She's only getting you an Xbox so that you'll stay away from her when she's fucking," Kyle argued.
Craig's daydreaming got interrupted by Cartman and Kyle. Cartman's and Kyle's random outbursts got Craig back to earth. He looked over, to see what was going on.
Mr. Garrison obviously wasn't paying any attention to his students, because you could hear Cartman and Kyle fighting if you were 50 miles away.
"You guys, calm down…this is stupid," Stan stated, trying to learn the last bits of History they had left.
"Myeah, thmis happems every day," Kenny rolled his eyes and continued to doodle women all over his work.
"You don't say?" Craig interrupted, surprising Cartman and Kyle. They jerked back to Craig's voice.
"Stay out of this Craig," Kyle warned.
"Can you guys shut up? I'm trying to pay attention here!" Stan said, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I'll see you later Broflovski. When I get my Xbox 360," Cartman bragged.
Cartman just finished arguing with Kyle, turned his attention to Mr. Garrison, and the bell rang. Freedom.
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"See myoo guys, I'm gumma go to Future Shmop with Cartman, he's gettming am Xbox 360," Kenny squealed, grinning.
"Yeah I heard," Kyle said through clenched teeth, and rolled his eyes.
"See ya' dude," Stan said, and waved goodbye to Kenny, who scurried into Liane's car.
Stan and Kyle climbed onto their bus, and Kyle sat on an empty seat, and patted down the empty space next to him, motioning Stan to sit with him.
"Oh…sorry dude, I'm sitting next to Wendy today," Stan shrugged, giving a sheepish grin.
"Right…whatever…" Kyle rolled his eyes, and looked away from Stan, annoyed.
"Dude, you should come sit with Bebe, she's sitting in the seat right next to me and Wendy…" Stan finished, elbowing Kyle in the arm, smiling, and rolling his eyebrows up and down.
Kyle knew what was going on. Stan was trying to hook him up with Bebe, again.
"You know what Stan? I don't like Bebe, so stop trying to hook me up with her!" Kyle barked viciously, trying to show Stan he was seriously mad.
"…I thought that you liked her." Stan frowned, surprised of Kyle's random outburst.
"No Stan! I was only nice to her when she was around Wendy, you, and me, so that you would be happy, and feel comfortable!" Kyle hissed, to make Stan feel bad.
Stan paused for a while.
"STAN! Hurry up! Are you going to sit with me or not?" Wendy ordered in a flirty voice, impatient for Stan. She crossed her arms, and slumped into her seat.
"COMING WENDY!" Stan yelled to Wendy. "Oh…okay dude, whatever you say. I'll sit with you tomorrow, okay?" Stan promised, turning his back, and making his way towards Wendy. He had been really into Wendy, being in the eighth grade, and barely had time to hang out with his best friend.
Kyle's eyes started to get boggy, and his throat felt tight. He felt neglected, and alone. He looked out the window, and tried to hold back his tears and emotions. Kyle was good at doing that.
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Where to sit… Craig got on the bus, and eyed over the seats, making his way down the aisle.
Clyde was sitting with Token, and they were listening to Token's MP3 player. Tweek was sitting alone, but gave unwelcoming twitches, which dragged Craig away from sitting with him.
At the corner of Craig's eye, he saw Kyle, sitting alone, looking out the window, with wet eyes, and his face buried into his hands.
"Hey dude… can I sit here?" Craig questioned, giving a friendly smile.
"Oh..Um, sure…" Kyle sniffled, shifting down the seat to make room for Craig.
Craig plopped down next to Kyle, and leered over at Kyle. He wasn't making any eye contact with him, to reduce the chance of Craig seeing him cry.
"So dude…what's the matter?" Craig asked curiously, he had never seen Kyle look weak and upset before.
"Hm?" Kyle turned over to Craig, surprised that he had noticed he was upset. "Oh…nothing, really." Kyle masked his tears with an artificial smile.
"No…you're all teary… what's going on?" Craig wondered, cocking his head to the side.
"Well…" Kyle let out a deep sigh, ready to have a close, heart-felt conversation with Craig. He turned his face towards Craig, and wiped his wet, sea green eyes with the sleeves of his arm.
"Okay...Stan and I haven't been hanging out much, see?" Kyle said, trying to keep Craig on conversation.
Craig nodded. "Yeah, I noticed that…"
"Well, the reason is because of Wendy. He's been way more interested in her than when we were younger. I can't remember the last time we've hung out! It's always, Wendy this, Wendy that… he never stops talking about her either!" Kyle panted, and glared over at Stan. "It's like…I don't exist anymore."
"Dude…" Craig's deep ocean blue eyes were huge. He moved closer to Kyle, and patted him on the back, and peered into Kyle's eyes. "Don't worry about him for now… he's just…growing a bit, and noticing Wendy much more than he used to. Try to do things he likes when you're around him, and don't be afraid to tell him how you're feeling."
Kyle smirked. "Thanks Dr. Craig Tucker I'll remember that…I think I'm all better now!" Kyle leaped into Craig's arms, and squeezed him into a tight hug.
Craig's mouth dropped open, and he blinked. "No problem," he said, and returned the hug.
"Craig…I'm sorry I was always such a douche towards you…" Kyle said apologetically, looking away from Craig.
"It's alright…I was always a dickhole towards you and your gang too…especially Cartman." Craig confessed, grinning and shrugging.
"Cartman? Who cares about what he thinks?" Kyle gave a ditsy grin, and giggled.
"No one," Craig lied. Obviously he cared for what he thought, either wise, he wouldn't even talk to him, let alone talk back to him, or fight with him. But he wanted to hide that, just for now, to stay on the safe side with Kyle…
Wow, that was a really long write, and probably a really long read too. Happily, there's some caring kicking in. Don't worry; stuff is going to happen…
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