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A/N" Liek I didn't know what elzz 2 name itt!!11!!2!11!!

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Emily inhaled deeply, waited a few seconds, then exhaled. The debate was over. She was sitting in a bathroom stall, thinking about her morning. She heard someone come in.. pink and white adidas shoes, that's Bebe! Emily opened the door and washed her hands, before realizing she hadn't even used the toilet.

"So.." Emily started, trying to make peace.

"Um.. hey." Bebe looked smugly pissed. It's a painful combination.

Suddenly they heard someone slam the bathroom door into the wall. There was a wall seperating the door, so they couldn't see who was coming in, but Emily just tweaked with fright. She grabbed Bebe, who was still washing her hands, from the sink, shoved her into a stall, and jumped in after her. She smacked the door shut and twisted the lock. She moved to sit down on the toilet tank, before noticing the back of her teal jeans had about three folds caught in the door.

Bebe sat on the toilet seat and gave Emily a confused look. She didn't want to admit the sound scared the shit out of her as well.

"UGH. Kay, what happened again?!" Who the fuck was that voice. Emily tried to twist and pull herself around to peek out the crack, but it was no use. She fumbled with her jeans while Bebe chuckled watching. It started to make a noise, then Bebe tensed up and tersley pressed a finger against her mouth. Emily bit her lip and tried to pry free. They both kept total quiet for what these girls were saying.

"Kay. So you know Kyle and Tweek and them were in that Sexual Harassment debate thing because Bebe went nuts?" Bebe frowned and started up to tell them off, but Emily held her down. Why were they trash talking the debate?!

"Yeah, but her boyfriend .. died at Wendy's party. I was there when it happened."

"WHATEVER, HEIDI!" One of them was Heidi, sweet! The cranky one, supposively the one who slammed the door, continued, "That's not the point."

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Tweek was in the Nurse's Office. A slight siezure, he had. Actually, more like a mind freak attack that could have killed him, is more what he had. He was shivering in a cot with a blanket around him. His hair looked like it was coming out, and he was sipping some decaf latte. Decaf.. something big must have happened.

Cartman walked past the Nurse's Office with his backpack and everything. Leaving early?
"GAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!" Tweek flung his coffee in the air and fell backwards off the cot and onto the tile floor.

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Clyde was twiddling his thumbs innocently when he was bombarded with a kissing parade. Someone had blacked both his eyes and shoved their tounge down his throat! His eyes stung and couldn't open either of them. He was backed into a stool, and laying across it in no time. Once his attacker pulled away, they both gasped for air, and Clyde struggled to sit up. Suddenly he just felt a hand on his chest, pushing him down.

"And this is what you get for trying to play hard to get."

Then his attacker stood up and walked away. Clyde felt around like a blind person for the nearest classroom.

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"She couldn't start her arguments for the debate, she kept looking back at him.. then after a good minute of stalling she walked over to Cartman and smooched him squah on tha leeps!"

"z0mg, seriously?!"

"Yeah, I saw it. Carly likes Cartman. This is valid information because I never left the assembly. I didn't want to go to class so I just watched Bebe make an ass of herself in, probably her mother's play business suit from when she was 11. I knew she wouldn't pass those tight-ass rules!"

Bebe was infuriated with whoever kept trash talking her, she just wanted to scream all the stars right out of the sky. It wasn't Wendy, or she would've recognized it from a mile away. Powder? Milli? Kelly Rutherfordvinskin?! She crept up near a still-stuck Emily and peered out of the crack-

"BITCH!"

The door flew open, sending a now-free Emily into the ruddy toilet tank.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING TALK LIKE THAT ABOUT ME! THAT SUIT WAS DONNA KARAN!"

The girls' bathroom went quiet, Bebe staring this bitch down, Emily's foot caught in the toilet. A second grader whimpered a little from inside a stall, and ran out of the washroom as fast as her legs could carry her.

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UNTIL NEXT TIME EMILIAH. z0mg liek whutz gna happn nxt.?!??11:D