School was never a good thing. Mornings and breaks were alright but after school was living hell. Every day I was chased by this gang of girls who had nothing better to do with their lives then get me to where those stupid outfits of theirs and god only know why. Which is why most of the time when I didn't have practice to go to I spent at either the football field helping Stan with whatever training the coach had him doing, at the track with Kenny helping him prepare for his next race or at the library with Wendy the only female student who wasn't chasing after me or trying to get my attention when I first walk into the same room as her. Although her and Stan aren't dating anymore and to be perfectly honest they don't hang out a lot anymore but I still enjoy her company and she doesn't really mind mine so I guess its okay. I mean all we ever do is study together and neither of us has those kind of feelings for the other. Anyways classes went by fairly quickly and since both Stan and Kenny were too buisy with last minute practice I decided to go study with Wendy today. Unfortunatly for me one of thegirls who always seemed to be chasing me after school had the same idea of studing in the library which ment thatwith in seconds after I arrived to study a group of girls all squealing and pulling at my clothes surrounded me. Fuck now what was I suppose to do. Right then a voice that I hadn't heard in awhile made all the girls back away from me, and to my astonishment the source of the voice stepped into my line of vision. It was Butters. As I stared at the boy who I once considered to be my friends I realized that he was looking at me with the same eyes as the customer how wouldn't go home last night. The same eyes filled with hunger and lust.
"Hello Kyle," he greeted me with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.
"Hey Butters," I greeted back not looking him in the eyes as I did.
"I hear you've been avoiding my girls," inquired Butters.
"Your girls?" I asked confused for a moment until I remember why we weren't friends anymore.
Last year after that stupid play Butters was depressed for weeks about not getting the part he wanted which in case you were wonder was the part I was assigned to play. After hearing that I got the part instead of him he sort of went underground and eventually became to local pimp. Although, I never really expect to see him again so soon, especially since last time he tried to kill me.
Reading my expression of realization Butters said, "Anyways the reason I came here today was because I wanted to make a deal with you Kyle."
"What sort of deal," I asked getting suspicous.
"Well, I was thinking that I and you could be partners," he said after a long pause.
"Kyle don't do it," Wendy intervined which took both me and Butters off guard.
"Oh, it's you," Butters said to Wendy in a non to friendly voice and then proceded to ignore her. "So Broflovski what do you say?"
"Sorry Butters but I think I'm with Wendy on this one. No offense," I answered and turned my back to him boy was that a mistake.
"Well, Kyle I guess you leave me with no chose," he said and with a hand clamped itself around my mouth with what I believed to be a clorofone soaked cloth. And within seconds there was nothing but darkness.