Chapter 3: The Party

It had been just over a year since I moved to Southpark. Today was my birthday and my mum let me have a giant sleepover with all my friends. I invited everybody from the boys in my class to some of the girls who I had made friends with. I found Wendy, who was Stan's girlfriend to be quite nice. Bebe, another girl in my class was okay I guess. I had themed the party superheros which I thought would be funny. I knew that know we were older the girls would be dressing like skanks but still, it would be interesting. I had gotten changed into a feminine Mysterion outfit as I thought about how Kenny would be amused by the idea. I had hidden the Dark Avenger one deep inside my cupboard.

The doorbell chimed and I rushed downstairs to answer it. Bebe, Wendy and Rebecca (another girl in my class) stood at the door in skimpy little outfits, just as I thought they would be. Annie arrived soon after in a really well done Dark Avenger outfit. The only difference was that you could tell she had boobs when she wore it. Before I knew it everyone had arrived and the music was pumping loudly. Well, everyone was here except Kenny. It was getting dark and everybody was having a great time. I decided to relax and dance around; after all it was my party. Kyle pulled me onto the dance floor and busted out some pretty epic moves. I could tell he was a bit intoxicated. I wondered where the booze was, my mother would not be happy to find it. She wouldn't be mad but more worried about what other parents might think. I was mid-dance with Butters when we were interrupted by somebody. It was Kenny, in a Dark Avenger masculine outfit! We laughed together at our outfits. Kenny whispered in my ear, "I think, that might be the cutest outfit here." I blushed deeply as he said it. Suddenly a loud voice called out that there was a fight outside. Kenny and I broke apart abruptly and I headed outside to break it up. I couldn't have any drunken fights tonight. Outside the house there were a few people making out on the lawn but nothing other than that. Confused, I walked back inside and saw Kenny dancing with a 12th grader. She had been the one who called out the fight. She grinded against him passionately and I glowered at her. She did this on purpose. After she was finished dry humping Kenny I pulled her over to the side of the room. "What do you think you're doing?" I hissed.

"Back off, bitch! Kenny's mine, he always has been!" She spat with equal amounts of venom.

"What! I've never seen you with him before? Why are you at this party anyway?"

"Oh course you haven't, you're not with him 24/7 are you? And I'm not the only uninvited person here you know." She gestured over to Cartman. How did that faggot get in here? "Why don't you just stop pretending that he likes you and just drop it ok? Why would he want you when he has me?" she laughed cruelly. Tears sprung into my eyes but I wasn't giving her the satisfaction of them. I called her a stupid whore who didn't deserve a guy as great as Kenny and left the room. I hid in my room and let the tears pour down. After I was done with my heartache tantrum I went into my bathroom and fixed up my makeup. I took a final sniff and headed out the door. Kyle was waiting there, about to knock on my door when I ran into him. "Hey are you ok? I saw you running off," Kyle said, his voice full of compassion. I smiled weakly and told him it was nothing. Kyle shook his head. "It isn't nothing!" He dragged me back into my room and closed the door. We sat down on the bed together and he put his arm around me. "What's the matter?" Immediately I burst into tears again, this time I had put on water proof makeup so thankfully it didn't run. I told him about the year 12 girl and how I liked Kenny (which I hadn't told anybody before). Kyle listened sympathetically throughout the whole story. "Yeah, Ali's a bitch," Kyle said. Ali was the name of the year 12 girl.

"Is she going out with Kenny?" I whimpered.

"What? No. She's like his personal stalker though."

"Why did he let her grind up against him then," I asked angrily.

"He's drunk you know." I didn't realise that.

"I guess. He doesn't like me like that anyway," I sighed.

Kyle looked like he wanted to tell me something but was holding back. I nudged him to tell me but he shook his head, his red curls bouncing everywhere. His index finger and thumb moved across his mouth in a sealing action. I giggled at that, it was like we're in primary school. "Oh well, it's my birthday party. I guess I should enjoy it!" I concluded, jumping up. I grabbed Kyle's hand and led him downstairs. When I had reached the bottom, another hand tore me away from Kyle. Kenny led me outside and behind my house.

"What's going on?" I asked him, hoping that he might have come to his senses and realise I'm the one that's right for him not this Ali girl.

"I may have found a way to end everything," Kenny's voice was full of excitement.

"End what?" I was a little dismayed that he had not fallen in love with me after all.

"My life! I cannot die and it is such a burden."

"What! No, you can't die. You're way too young Kenny," I exclaimed.

"Cassie, have you ever been shot? Stabbed or disembodied? It really fucking hurts!" Kenny held onto my arms pinning them to my body.

"Kenny, please…"

"Cassie, you have to help me. I can never be happy in this world, in this life." Kenny pleaded.

I bit my lip unsurely. "Alright Kenny, I'll help you," I whispered. Kenny pulled me into a great hug. "Thank you so much," he spoke into my hood which covered my hair.

When we broke apart I asked, "So how do you kill the unkillable?"

"We have to get to the only place where I can die at the right time."

"Where and when is that?"

"It's a place near here, in about half a year from now." I gulped at what Kenny said. Only half a year left to know Kenny.

"Ok then." I swallowed my sadness. "Do you need anything special for it?"

"Yeah, just a Baku. It's a type of knife that was supposedly forged by the gods." We sat down on the grass as Kenny described his knife. "I have to find it." I had no idea where such a knife may be but I knew I must help Kenny.

"Before you die for real you have to find out why you're immortal. I mean, you must be dying to know." I was actually dying to know. Kenny agreed with me on that.

"Woah, did Mysterion and the Dark Avenger get a sex change or something," a fat loud mouthed boy sneered, coming to join us.

"Piss off Cartman!" I growled.

"No way. I'm not leaving my best friend with a skank like you!" he laughed.

"Don't call her a skank you lard ass!" Kenny retorted in my defence. Kyle, Stan and Wendy came over to join us as well. "What's going on?" Stan asked?

"Nothing," I said. Stan muttered something but I ignored it. We all ended up in a circle on the ground as more and more people joined in. I was a little bit annoyed at the interruptance but let it slide over me.

Before long, a game of spin the bottle had started. Kyle spun the bottle round until it landed on a girl named Petrisha. She was from another grade 11 class. Kyle blushed deep red and Petrisha came over to him. She sat in front of him and waited for him to make the first move. Only hesitating for a second, Kyle leant in and kissed her softly at first. He cupped his hands around her heart shaped face and pulled her closer. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed herself against him. It wouldn't have stopped if Cartman didn't cough loudly. They broke apart looking dazed. I wondered how much Kyle had drunk by now. It was my turn to spin now. I placed my hands on the empty, glass cola bottle and spun. I grinned knowing that I could control where it landed. Sure enough I made sure it landed directly on Kenny. He eyed me suspiciously but shrugged his shoulders. He probably wouldn't remember this anyway. I leaned in close to him. I could feel his breath on my face, quacking with nerves. I didn't expect him to be so nervous. My eyes fluttered from looking into his crystal blue eyes to down at his full, luscious lips. I bit my lip slightly as out foreheads touched.

Kenny gasped suddenly and his eyes opened wide. I retracted as he coughed blood into my face. My palm covered my mouth in shock. Kenny fell backwards onto the grass, dead.

"You killed Kenny, you bastard!" Clyde screamed at the Coon who was standing before me.

"You little fucktard! What the fuck is wrong with you!" I tensed in rage. I ran up to the coon and socked him right in the eye. Before he had a chance to recover I kicked him right in the groin as hard as I could. The little fucking bitch deserved all the pain he could get. Blood trickled down my chin as I realised I had bit down so hard that I cut my lip. I spat the blood into the Coon's crouched face just as Kenny had done so into mine. I wanted to scream how stupid he was that he thought he could kill Kenny just like that.

"What is your problem? Why did you kill him?" I grabbed the bastard's hair and yanked his head up to my level. His hands protected his junk even as I yelled at him.

"I couldn't let you have you're moment bitch," he sneered, still in pain though.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"You're worst nightmare my dear Cassie." I wasn't scared of this joke. I slapped him hard against the face before bringing his ugly head down into my knee. Blood sprouted from his nose and I realised everyone was cheering me on, well everyone who wasn't crying over Kenny.

"You're just like the real Mysterion!" A girl who I didn't even know called out. I grinned. I wanted to use my powers against Coon but I couldn't without exposing myself. Everyone knew I was in costume here and I had no hood to muffle my voice and make it sound manly. I broke through the crowd that had circled Kenny and found that little bitch Ali crying over him. Was she kidding? I shook my head in disgust and simply backed away from her. I marched back to the house but was stopped by Kyle. "Are you ok?" he sniffled.

"I'll be fine. You should go home and rest though. You can grieve for Kenny when you're no longer drunk," I told him. "Party's over everyone. Get out of here!" I called out. People evacuated from the premises pretty quickly after what happened with Kenny. Only Ali was left with Cartman and Stan standing next to Kenny. "Ok guys. I'll call the ambulance but you should go home now," I tried to sound sad but to be honest I was just exasperated. Kenny would be alive in the morning and nobody except me and him would remember. "Piss off you bitch! I loved him!" Ali shrieked. Stan dragged her off thankfully. Cartman was all that was left. I noticed that he know wore a hood very low. "Cartman, get out of here."

"My best friend just died you know that." Cartman didn't sound the least bit sad about it actually. I told him to leave or I would beat him up like I did the Coon. That seemed to frighten him enough to run away as fast as his short, stubby legs could take him. I bent down beside Kenny and kissed his forehead gently. I whispered 'I love you' even though he couldn't hear it. A few moments later, he was gone. All that was left was his Dark Avenger costume which I neatly folded. I snuck into his room via the window and placed the costume on the desk. A little baby lay in the bed, sleeping soundly. I knew Kenny had been reborn and I would see him, fully grown tomorrow. I blew a kiss before leaving for my own home.

My mother seemed traumatised by the whole event but I convinced her that I took care of everything. She seemed to relax a little and I even managed to get her to bed. My sister was staying at her friend's house tonight so she was no problem. I dragged myself to bed and got under the sheets still in my outfit. I would worry about a shower tomorrow, for now I was too tired.

The sky was still dark when I woke up. The stars glittered outside my window which was iced with fresh dew. My clock read 5am. I got up and had a shower, washing all the makeup and dried blood off my face. My costume was left in a pile on the bathroom floor, I would clean it later. I got changed into some casual clothes as well as one of my hoodies. I didn't do it up tightly though. I slipped down stairs and out the doors without waking anybody. I ran over to Kenny's window to see he was still sleeping. His skin was no longer covered in blood and bullet wounds from the night before. Instead Kenny bore delicate pink skin. He still had another few hours before he would be our age again, at the moment he was only about 12. He told me once that he couldn't be disturbed while he was being regenerated, it would stuff up his body and it would stay how it was until he died again. I ran past and decided just to job the whole block. By the time I was back, the sun had started to peer over the mountains. I got changed out of my sweaty clothes and into fresh ones for school.

At school I met up with Kyle before class. He didn't remember Kenny dying, just as I thought. Everyone was congradulating me on having an awesome party. "I can't remember leaving though. S-strange," Butter's mumbled. Others agreed. I shrugged and said that everyone must have been too drunk or something. People didn't really care so they dropped the subject quickly.

Stan puleld me to the side and whispered, "Did you hear? Kyle has a girlfriend?"

"No way, who!" I asked, intriqued.

"That Petrisha girl that he made out with the other night. Kyle wasn't drunk like I thought, neither was Petrisha!"

"Wow. I honestly never saw that coming."

"Me neither!"

"Ahahah, now you all have girlfriends except me. Well a boyfriend for me."

"Yeah I know. Even Cartman has a sort of girlfriend. It's a weird relationship, they never even talk. Wait, Kenny's still single." I waited for Stan to continue. "…You could maybe… go out with him, maybe?" Stan asked unsurely. Obviously Kyle hadn't told him about last night's breakdown in my room which was good.

"Nah. He likes that year 12 girl or something," I blush.

"No he doesn't shes super creppy and stalks him and stuff." I hoped Stan was right.

For the rest of the day I didn't see Kenny. He didn't show up to school. At lunchtime Kyle invited Patrisha over to our table which was an uprade from the floor for her. No body liked to sit with her. I didn't know why, she was so nice and actually quite pretty.

A voice echoed around the cafetirea through the loud speakers placed in every corner. "Attention all students. You are dismissed from all classes and are to go home immediately."

I looked at Stan who was sitting next to me with confusing all over my face. Stan shrugged but picked up his lunch tray and cleaned it off. I did the same before I picked up my bag and started for home.