So. Im back.

After my writers block i have finally finished this chapter. So in the last time many things happened. I was with a few friend on the ESL One Colonge and had a lot of fun. The best thing was ive made some photos with my favorite team Virtus Pro. But they loss in the semi finals against SK-Gaming (it was a surprise for me that theyre so hard). But atleast theyve won against astralis and made the shame of the disgrace in the February fade. Team Liquid was really good and it was a big surprise when they won against fnatic. But enough from the events at the ESL One.

Back to the story. The next chapter is in work. I have a few ideas for the next chapter. And maybe it will have spoilers onto the latest season in Game of Thrones (because im a big fan of the show). So be prepared!

South Park and their characters belongs to Trey Parker and Matt Stone. The idea to the story is mine.

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-Chapter THREE-

-She's Like Him-

Stan's POV

When I arrive at home my mom was the first who noticed my sudden change of emotion. She was kinda happy to see her boy is finally happy some what. Her son's happiness was worth more than the biggest birthday present.

But her smile disappeared when I told her that I invited Kylie and her family for dinner without asking her first hand. She accepted anyway because she maybe thought that her son possibly made a move in the right direction. Out of the sea of depression.

Her parents seemed okay and had no problem making new friends with my own. While they chat about their lives and whatever the hell adults talk about, Kylie and I went to my room to kill some time. Besides Kenny and Cartman I don't invite anyone else to play. You can tell she's special. We look for a couple of minutes in my closet for the right game until I suggested Monopoly.

''Monopoly? Seriously Stan?'' Kylie said with an unimpressed look on her face.

''Wait. Not just any Monopoly. It's a special version.'' I said excited. I take it out from the closet and showed her with a lot of emphasis which special version it is and her emerald green eyes becomes big.

''Game of Thrones?! You really have a Game of Thrones Version of Monopoly?" Kylie said with excitement. I think that's the first thing we have in common. Now that's a good way to start a acquaintanceship.

''You're Game of Thrones-Fan?'' I asked in debelif.

''Of course. I can't get enough from that show.'' Kylie said happily as we set up the game.

We packed the game on my desk and I took out the game money, the cards and the figures. While we played we talked about our favorite actors in the show. Which characters we hate and the characters we love. When she told me her favorites and the characters she detested it hits me like a punch in the stomach. Same opinions as his. And even the details she likes about them makes the growl in my stomach harder. A bitter feeling of sadness overcomes me when Kylie ended her little list of characters but it didn't take long until she noticed my sadness.

''Something wrong?'' she asked and take her hand on my arm. What does she have. ESPN or a sixth sense when it comes to me?

''Its nothing. Its … just!'' I said with already wet eyes. ''These were Kyles favorites too.'' When I said his name my heart totally broke in thousands of pieces. In this moment i felt so alone that I ignored everything around me. I just cried!

After a few moments of crying out my sadness i felt Kylie's hand stroking my back. I can not describe how warm her hand is. What good feeling it gives me when she strokes my back. I looked with my whinerly eyes in hers and she comes nearer and slung her arms around me.

''It's okay. Stan! Let it out!'' she said in a soft tone to calm me down.

In some way I have no longer the feeling to cry. But another feeling pass through my body. A warm feeling of safeness, security, joy and thousands of other good things. I laid my head on her shoulder and wrap my arm around her waist. This girl makes me change from depressed Stan to the Stan, who had finally found the power to overcome his depression. And this feeling was unbelievable. So good. So beautiful. I dont have the lust to continue our game of Monopoly, because all what I momently wanted is now in her arms.

''Stan. Come down for dinner!'' said a voice from downstairs. I was so in depth in my thoughts that i slightly jump at the command of my mom.

At the dinner we tried to eat as fast as we can while our parents chatted. They dont even noticed that because they were so recessed in their talk about the local historic Ct Pta Town, the foods they serve in the Lofts, and forgotten SoDoSoPa.

''I hope it's okay when I take cow flesh for the fry.'' my mother said.

''No Problem. Were just orthodoxs.'' Kylie's mom said with a laugh.

We all eat the rest of our salads Kylie's mom brought and finished the dinner. While my mom and Kylie's mom cleared the table, we run back in my room to continue our game Monopoly. Kylie was staring at a picture on my nightstand in curiosity.

''Who's this?" she asked worried and pointed at the picture.

''That's Kyle.'' I answered and take the picture of him and sat on my bed.

"He was my best friend before… You get it.'' I said with melancholy that drilled through my heart as I looked at the picture. A single tear fell down my cheek then it fell on the picture. The picture was Kyle and I on the last day of summer before we started the fourth grade. Me and him had separate games. I played football and he played basketball. After our games we've won, we took this picture in our team's uniform. When I think back on this day I could say that it was one of the best days of my life. I'd always thought Kyle would see more great days like this.

''Oh i'm so sorry, Stan! I understand this is hard for you and I shouldn't have asked.'' Kylie said as she sat beside me and rubbed my back to comfort me. "It's alright" I gave a half smile. I felt the pain disappears. Slowly but effectively. I look with my whiny eyes to her and she give me a warm smile. And I definitely felt better. Why does this girl have so much influence on me? How can she? The look she gives me was the same as Kyle's when he comforts me. Her look reminded me so hard on him. Like the old times.

''Thank you for being here.'' Did i really say that to her? I don't know why but it had to be said. I felt definitely felt better as I said that and of course, she blushes.

''It's okay, Stan! When you need someone. You can talk to me anytime.'' said Kylie but she doesn't know that her words and her presence already gives me the power to overcome my little blackout. The pain in my heart still was there but she smoothes it.

''Come on. Let's play our game before my parents decides to leave.'' As we both got up, I take my glass of apple juice until I stumbled over her and spill my drink on her shirt.

''Eww. Shit!'' she shouted.

''I'm sorry.'' I said in shock. She looked at her wet dress and give me a stern look.

"Go to the bathroom. Try to wash it." i said as I lead her to the bathroom.

I stand behind the door and waited. After ten minutes (or longer I don't know. Girls always take too damn long), she's finally done. Her shirt was still wet and a faint scent of apple juice decorated her. But then I noticed the apple juice stained the upper part of her shirt too. If Kenny was here, he would probably say her breasts still looking good through her wet dress. And I would agree. But why am i thinking about that?

I should be more gentleman-like and should give her some clothes to change instead of standing around, thinking like a pervert. So we get back to my room to my closet. I showed her some clothes. But she gives me instead a lesson about "How a girl has to look". Taking matters into her own hands, she looked through my things while I sit on my chair and play with my monopoly figure.

She takes out a box with some old clothes. She then took the first thing of the box and held it on her body to see if it fits her. I realize what she held in her hands. Kyle's old coat. His favorite and only orange coat he ever wore. When Kyle was alive, there are times he would leave his things behind And I would forget to give them back. Maybe a after effect of my hoarding disorder.

''Stan. I don't want to be intrusive but it seems that this is the only thing that fits me.'' Kylie said. She then look to me and saw my worried look.

''Are you okay?''

''Its just … These are Kyle's old clothes.'' I said to her and her smile fades away. She then comes over to me and said something that worries me.

"Do you have anything against it when i try it on?"

At first i don't know what to say because it's some kind of weird that a girl who you just met a few hours ago wants to wear the clothes from your dead best friend. She looked at me and waited for an answer. I wanted to refuse because these aren't her clothes and they're not even for girls and the biggest reason is that I want them safe from everything. Call me insane but, these are the only things that were left of Kyle's things. These are a few things that reminded me of the times I've had with Kyle.

But then comes the thought I don't any other choice. All my clothes were too big for her and of course Kyle's clothes would fit her, she's just like him, personality wise. So I had to accept. She sends me out of my room to get herself changed. When she was done she opened the door and gives me a warm smile.

The orange coat looks perfect on her. Like she had never wore anything other before. And now it falls on me. She looked now like a perfect copy of my best friend. But there was only one thing that was missing. Kyle's old ushanka. With a light blush I pass by her and go to the box and take out Kyle's green hat. Then I head back to Kylie who look at me with a questioning look. I place the hat on her head gently, as if putting a crown on a princess. It fits perfectly. Now she looks one hundred percent like Kyle - just with... you know. I give her a warm smile because for one second it seems me that Kylie was Kyle.

"Kylie. You look fantastic." I said with an slightly blush and looks at her face who hides an blush. The way she tried to hide her blush made me happier than I should be. Before I knew it, my arms were around her for an big hug. For one second I had the thought, that my super best friend Kyle is back. That he's alive. Like nothing ever happened. On one hand I know that this person wasn't Kyle but on the other hand the feeling of seeing your dead best one last time was maybe the thing I've wanted so much. To spent some time with him. One last time.

''I missed you, Kyle!'' i said overwhelmed from my feelings but Kylie pushed me away from her.

''Stan. Its me. Kylie. Not Kyle. Ky-lie!'' she said grumpy.

Oh my god. How could I be that stupid. Am I really so far from reality. That I've become crazy. Am I imagining things? And I don't even want to imagine how embarrassing this is for Kylie. She stand with a worried look in front of me and waited for an explanation.

''I'm sorry Kylie. It's just … I'm being stupid.'' She just shook her head and take Kyle's old ushanka off her head. As she take the hat off her long curly hairs fall on her shoulders.

''No Stan. You don't have to explain anything. I know it's hard but I Promise you. I'm here for you. And when you need help. You can go to me. I may never be the Kyle you want to play with again but at least I'm here and good and alive today.''

She puts her hand on my shoulder to comfort me. My god. This girl is so amazing. She gives me the strength to overcome my sadness even though she's looks and acts like my dead best friend, who's the reason why I dont want to do anything in my life. And in some kind of way I like her. I can't tell if she's my soulmate or just a good friend. No one of besides Kenny has so much care for me like she does. And she's been here for one day.

''Thank you Kylie. For everything.'' I said with a light blush. But my eyes wandered on the clothes she wears now. Kyle's old things. They really fits her. Like she never wore anything other than that.

She than take my hand.

''And when you have your little blackout next time, just think on that.'' she sweetly place her lips on mine. Did Kylie really kissed me? Yeah... Yeah she did. With a light shock, I reach for her other hand before she giggled into the kiss. And I kinda liked that giggle.

''Hey. Do you want to continue our game of Monopoly?'' Kylie asked me as she guided me to the table. Hands still entwined until we reach the table. I still was speechless. Did this girl really kissed me? I don't want to say that it was passionate or something but it was still a kiss. A kiss is a huge thing. I don't want to say something because I don't want to creep her out. Wendy has never kiss me like Kylie did. Kylie and I aren't even together.

In the moment we continued our game of monopoly a call from my mom said that it was time for her to go home. We looked at the clock and it said that it was already 9:00PM. We got out of our chairs and I give her the wet clothes in a bag. We walk downstairs where her parents are already waiting for her.

''Ehm, Kylie. Where are your clothes from before?'' her father asked with a raised eyebrow.

''Right here dad.'' she said as she showed the bag. ''A little accident with my apple juice.'' she said and blinked in my direction.

We all said goodbye to our guests and before I closed the door I put my hand on Kylies shoulder. She turned and look at my sun beaming face.

''Thank you.'' I said before another thought crossed my mind. ''Hey. We still haven't finished our game. So what do you say? Do you want to came over tomorrow after school?'' I've asked a little bit nervous.

''Of course'' were her words before she entered the car of her parents and they drove away.

I could definitely say that this is the beginning of a wonderful friendship.

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