Bay of Pigs Memorial Dance (Part2)
A/N" I sorta left you hanging with all the stuff thats been happening, so Im just gonna clear it all up.
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"Craig, have you seen Emily anywhere?" Clyde was hopelessly circling around the gym floor, asking everyone in sight if they'd seen Emily. "Nope, but have you seen Kristin?" Clyde shrugged. They both walked over to the punch table and just waited and watched for their dates. The DJ shut off his lil turntable thing and moved it offstage, and Principal Victoria came up to the mic. "Ohkee chyildren. The dyance is aboot haylfway over, aynd we will now hyave our spyecial guest performyance, now I would lyke to remynd yew..." she babbled on with her Minnesota accent as Kristin emerged from the washroom. She saw Cartman with Token and Butters going through the backstage door. Butters and Token looked ecstatic, and Cartman was still a little blotchy. Kristin sheepishly walked behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and looked at her. Kristin just smiled and leaned in, but he held her away. "What are you doing?" he looked a little confused. Kristin just looked down and bit her lip. "Don't do this again, Kristin. I don't want you throwing me back just like last time. I've had it." he held her shoulder and caressed her cheek. She sniffed, keeping her eyes on her strappy shoes. "But...but..." she started. "No, Kristin. I'm sorry," Cartman turned around and went backstage.
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Wendy decided she couldn't let someone know her secrets. She'd obviously go and tell people about this. Hmm.. she had to cut them off at the source. Maybe by making her feelings clear by herself! Then no bitches would be able to tell any secrets. Hehe, she was good. She passed by Kristin and waved, though she looked a little depressed. Weirdo. She made her way along the wallflowers, scoffing at each of them. In turn, they either looked at the ground, or glared at her. Hmph, losers. She cocked her head around the edge of the bleachers to see Kyle smiling at something. What the hell! He's such a freak, rejecting her. Where was Stan? She saw no red poofball hat anywhere.. well there was a kid with black scruffy hair like Stan, but he was with someone. Was Stan there with someone! NO! Wendy sprinted over to their magical little moment and pulled him off her. "Wendy, what the hell are you doing?" Wendy was infuriated, she was overreacting, screaming, "WHY ARE YOU HERE WITH THIS LITTLE SLUT!" The girl tried to explain with a, "I'm terribly sorry, I didn't mean to bother anyone." Tssh, like that was enough. A few metres away, Principal Victoria announced the special guest, FAITH+1. Aww, shit. Cartman's goddamn christian rock band.
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Wendy was reduced to a squeaking, screaming little puppy, but she didn't care. Makeup streaked the sides of her face, confusing Stan. "Wendy? If you wanted to go with me, why didn't you just ask me?" Wendy blinked. Why didn't she? "Well, BITCH! God, get the fuck away from him, HOE!" Lauren looked a little peeved. She was shaking, looking somewhat like Tweek. Little does anyone know that they're long lost cousins. Wendy kept shooting rude remarks at the poor girl, but she seemed to stay calm, which pissed Wendy off even more. "You stupid, abusive, fucking whore," she retorted, shakily. Wendy was having a spazz, just screeching at Lauren, then Stan, then back to Lauren. The homeschooled girl was a little angry with Wendy, but didn't do anything about it, until about 5 minutes later, when everyone was watching. She quickly kicked off her pumps and hurled herself at Wendy, knocking her to the floor. Wendy was trying to say something but Lauren kept punching her face left, right, left, right. Stan was trying to interfere to get them to stop, but it was no use. "Please stop, Lauren!" Why is he defending me?, Wendy thought. "Mr.Mackey's coming! You'll get kicked out!" Ugh, she really has him hypnotised, doesn't she?, she kept telling herself, not letting herself even THINK that he cared about Lauren. Sure enough, Mr. Mackey came over and pulled Lauren off her. "M'kay, there kids. I gotta little lesson about fighting. F-fighting is bad, m'kay? I'm-I'm gonna need you to leave, m'kay?" Wendy smirked as Lauren made her way to the door. Wendy tried to take Stan's hand, but, to her dismay, he just followed after Lauren.
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Kyle and Emily were behind the bleachers for over an hour, just holding eachother. They didn't kiss or perform any X-rated anime fun, they sort of had a telepathic hour. They didn't even need to talk, they just recapped everything that they went through the past few weeks. All the bullshit they put eachother through, and how the lack of communication made everything worse. Kyles soft grey tuxedo lit up his emerald eyes and felt soft against her skin. She looked up at him, causing her hair to fall back behind her face and expose her big bright brown eyes. They just stared into eachothers eyes and thought, how the hell did we let some raven-haired bitch come between us? Kyle reached into his back pocket and pulled out a little box. "I got you a corsage... I was going to ask you to go with me, but then I heard you were going with Clyde," he gave the pretty black rose to her. She removed the violet one Clyde had gotten her and replaced it with Kyle's. Kyle took Clyde's corsage and tossed it out on the gym floor "What are you doing?" Emily looked up, only to see that Clyde had found them. She bit her lip and let her hair cover her face again. Clyde just shook his head, picked up his corsage and walked away. Emily stood up, giving Kyle a straight-shot of her underwear. He didn't want to be perverted, so he stood up with her. He took her back to the dance floor, just to see someone he didn't recognize exit the gym, followed by Stan. Weird. Wendy was all crying and everything was so distorted. It looked like fatass wasn't so fat anymore, he even looked depressed. Also, Tweek wasn't shivering, he and Carly were peacefully dancing and kissing the entire time, they were in their own little fairytale world. Emily was a little uneasy about Clyde, but still, her dance was a fairytale, too. She'd gotten Kyle back, but she'd lost a friend.
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Craig had found a weeping Kristin beside the backstage door. He was quite confused about this, but he comforted her. Kristin was so confused, she was tied between two guys, she couldn't choose. She didn't really have a choice anymore, either. Eric had made it clear he didn't care anymore. It was a big, fat mess! Everything was pretty fucked up right here. There was a girl leaving way down at the other end of the gym. Who was that? Behind her, Eric and his cute christian rock band were singing romantic songs about Jesus. Kristin decided to be strong. She stood up and left the gym, without Craig. He was a little puzzled at her mood swings these days. He also left, dances were too much stress for him. Outside, he saw some unrecognizable girl make out with Stan. Cool.. WHOA! They were reaaaally making out there, propped up against that wall. Craig was a little freaked so, he just flipped them both off and walked home.
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"I love you Kristin.. I want you to walk with me.. I'll take good care of you baby.. call you my baby, baby..." Cartman was singing his Jesus song, unknowingly saying "Kristin" instead of "Jesus". The entire crowd looked over at him, and even Token and Butters stopped playing and looked at him. "...What?" The crowd stayed silent. "...Aww, DAMNIT!" he stomped off the stage.