It was lunchtime at South Park Elementary. Kyle went at a lunch table and sat in the middle seat. Kenny came and sat in his seat which was beside Kyle. Stan's seat which was on the other side of Kyle was empty. Stan would also sit there beside Kyle at lunch, but today Stan was sitting at a table faraway from Kyle and Kenny. Stan was acting strange all day. He hasn't talked to Kyle, Kenny, or Cartman all day. Even when Mr. Garrison assigned his students to pick a partner for a class activity, Stan refused to be partners with anyone.
Cartman came and sat down in Stan's seat. "Is it me, or is Stan acting more of a douche than usual." Cartman said while chomping on his pizza.
"Stan is not a douche." Kyle said glaring at Cartman.
"Yes he is." Cartman said, still chomping. "Just a few minutes ago I bumped into Stan and he said 'Watch where you're going you fat fuck,'"
"I'm sorry, he said that Cartman, Maybe it's because you are a fat fuck." Kenny said.
"Eh! At last I'm not a poor fuck like you!" Cartman snapped back.
"You guys, stop it." Kyle said. "Seriously, we need to figure out what's wrong with Stan."
"Who gives a shit about Stan?" Cartman growled. "Let him be an asshole if he wants to be."
"Yeah, Kyle, He doesn't want us bothering him." said Kenny.
"Maybe you guys don't care, but I'm worried about him." said Kyle.
Suddenly Kyle noticed Stan leaving the cafeteria. Kyle followed him. Kyle followed him to the hallway. Then Stan sensed someone following him. He turned around and saw Kyle. "Why the hell are you following me?!" Stan yelled at Kyle. "I thought I told you to fuck off!"
"Stan, I think we should talk." Kyle said.
"I don't want to talk to you, are you fucking retarded?" Stan yelled even more loudly. "Stan, please." Kyle begged. "Talk to me, I can help you." Kyle tried to hug him, but Stan knocked him down then started punching him. Kyle tried to fight back but Stan had him pinned down to the floor. Luckily, Mr. Mackey came and broke up the fight. "What's going on?" he asked. "Kyle started it; I was trying to defend myself." Stan told Mr. Mackey. "He's lying!" Kyle cried. "He knocked me down and stared punching me." Kyle couldn't believe Stan was trying to get him in trouble. "You boys shouldn't be fighting, Mmkay." Said Mr. Mackey. "If I catch you boys fighting again, you both are going to be suspended, is that clear?"
"Yes, Mr. Mackey." said Stan. Kyle stayed quiet. As soon as walked off, Stan gave Kyle an evil stare left Kyle alone in the hallway. Kyle felt something running down from his nose. It was blood. His best friend gave him a nosebleed.