Again, I know its taking forever to update! It might take a while for the next week or two. There are things going on and it took me a while to upload, I had to retry about 3 times until it finally worked. Anyway, despite that, enjoy!

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Morning came, but my alarm clock wasn't the thing waking me up that morning.

"Kyle!!" screamed my mother from downstairs. I heard the sound of her footsteps trudging loudly up the stairs. "KYLE!" She yelled even louder. She through open my door and barged herself in.

"What?" I asked covering the light shining in from my window with my arm.

"Your father and I just got a call from the mayor!" Mom yelled again. My dad walked in behind her with his arms crossed and the most pissed look on his face that I have ever seen. I thought for a moment. What could the mayor be calling about, and why were my parents so angry with me?

"Now, would you like to tell us what you were really doing after school yesterday?!" His face was red and was fuming with anger.

Which thing were they talking about? I honestly hoped they were talking about me skipping school. But then how would the mayor know?

"What do you mean?" I asked, keeping my voice quiet and calm. My father's voice overpowered mine.

"We know that you and Stanley skipped school! If you just tell us what you did after that, we won't be angry." His voice calmed down and he took a few steps into the room with my mother who was still fuming.

"Ok, Stan and I did skip school. But after that we did go to the mall." My mother took a few steps towards me and slapped me in the face. I held my hand over the red mark, and closed my eyes. "OW!" I yelled.

"Your LYING to us Kyle! Mayor McDaniels has cameras set up all around South Park buildings! I bet you had no idea there was one in the Recreational Center! Did you?" I sure as hell didn't. I forgot about the pain on the side of my face and covered my mouth. Shit. I was really in for it.

"Mom I—." I began but she just couldn't wait to continue speaking so she interrupted.

"You're so young Kyle! I'm not going to be letting you do those things at only 14! You're supposed to wait until you're older!" She continued. My mother began to cry. Dad rapped his arms around her larger body and let her cry onto his shirt.

"Now Kyle we take back everything we said to you last night! We don't care if your gay son, we're just not letting you see Stanley anymore!" My mother and father took a few steps back before slamming the door angrily. I heard their loud footsteps walk down the stairs.

Now it was time for me to sit down and think. I wondered about why I would do that with Stan. I never planned on doing it there, or then. I should have at least thought of the possibility of someone watching, or there being a camera. When did I turn into such an idiot?

These questions for now were unknown. I let them slip my thoughts and lie back down on my bed. I needed to go back to sleep. Maybe something would come to me in my dreams. Something I could use to solve this problem. I fell back asleep. 2 hours later I woke up with nothing. I looked at my phone to see a missed call, a voicemail from Stan and two new text messages. First I opened the text messages. The first one said, 'Did your parents talk to you?' the second one read, 'call me back.' Before calling him I listened to the voicemail.

"Call me back, I need to talk to you before my parents come ba--." Then he hung up.

I decided I would call him. I picked up the phone and called him on speed dial, number 3.

"Hey Kyle." He greeted me.

"Hey Stan, I just go your voicemail and text messages. Sorry I was asleep."

"No it's ok Kyle, did your parents talk to you yet?"

"Yeah, my mom told me about the cameras, they got really pissed at me. My mom slapped me in the face and told me that I can never see you again."

"That's not gonna happen. Don't worry. We'll get through this."

"I guess. But how? My parents are probably gonna be watching me like crazy now. They'll never let me be alone again. What do we do?"

"Look tomorrow at school, we'll have time to figure this whole thing out."

"You're right. How did your parents react?" I asked him.

"They were a little bit concerned when I told them we were together. They said that they kind of knew it would end up that way all along."

"Your parents thought that?"

"Yeah, I guess they were right."

"Well how did they react when the Mayor called?"

Stan took a noticeable deep breath over the phone.

"They were pretty pissed. They don't want me associating with you or your family after that. They say were to young."

"Well we are. I don't know why I even agreed to that."

"But you know you liked it." I laughed a little.

"Yeah I did." I admitted. I laughed again.

"Maybe they're right though. Maybe we should have waited a couple years."

"We should have. As much as we both enjoyed that, it wasn't right for our age."

"How old are most kids when they do anything like that?" Stan obviously expected me to know the answer. I guess being the smart one and all I should have expected it.

"About 16 or 17 when they have sex." I replied.

"Well we didn't have sex."

"I know, but that's the age when kids start doing most sexual things." I said again.

"Why do they wait so long? Better off to try it when you're young."

"I just don't think most people know what they're doing when they're younger. I guess knowing what you're doing and maybe having experience helps."

"Please, I know exactly what I'm doing." I rolled my eyes, at least he couldn't see.

"You're so sure about that aren't you?"

"I know I am. I know what to do."

"Really?" I was about to regret the following words that came out of my mouth. "Prove it."

"Oh yeah, Kyle?"

"Yeah, Stan."

"I'll be there tonight 11:00."

"You better be."

"Trust me, I wouldn't miss this." He hung up.

What had I gotten myself into? I just never learn my god damn lesson. I put my pillow over my head and fell back on my bed.

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