A/N; Bet you thought that you'd never hear from me again.

I'm sorry its been so long since I've update this, but I went through a dark time in my life and I really didn't want to do anything. I've decided this makes me happy though, so here i am~

I also apologize for the fact that I haven't written anything at all since the last chapter, so I'm probably rusty.

I won't keep you any longer.

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That night I had a bit of trouble trying to fall asleep. I was tired, I hadn't gotten much exercise in forever, but I couldn't sleep.

I had that terrible feeling in my stomach that I wouldn't even be able to look at Tweek again. My stomach felt like it was turning in my abdomen. I couldn't forget any of it. Neither the face that Tweek made, the fact that piece of shit Filmore was in my seat, or that Kenny had to go home to his abusive father.

Fuck, I was stressed out.

I passed out eventually to the thought of Kenny in the park, and how different he seemed. I didn't know he paid enough attention in school to even know who Hamlet was, let alone the plot and characters. I hope Steve was watching. Actually scratch that. Maybe he wouldn't trust me unless I was a loner. I was beginning to doubt if I'd ditch Kenny for the chance though.

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I was nervous to walk into study hall.

There was something seriously wrong with me. Here I was, staring at the door like a scared little girl. I knew he was in there, probably waiting for me, and it made me feel kinda sick. But in a ...good way? Nah, there was no good way.

I grabbed the strap of my bag with one hand, letting out a sigh and composing myself. I let my face return to its normal, apathetic state. I let my other hand wonder up and grip the door handle, twisting it and opening the door.

I could feel his eyes digging into my skull the second I showed my face in the room. I didn't have to look but knew he'd be smirking at me. I wasn't playing hard to get or anything, I just didn't want to look. I knew that even peeking would cause some sort of confrontation between us. That was not a good thing in front of Cartman, who would make up rumors off of something as dumb as that.

I sat my bag on my desk before practically throwing myself down in my chair. I knew he was still looking at me, probably thinking about talking to me. I hoped he didn't though.

I'm almost a hundred percent sure that Kenny has no common sense. Thats probably why he still hung out with those idiots. He was a lot like Kyle in that way, and I don't doubt that he'd flat out say something inappropriate right front of Eric.

I looked out the window, ready to pass the time by getting lost in my thoughts. The goose was gone, and that was going to be my topic of the day to discuss with my own sub-conscious. To figure out what happened to it was the goal. Did it die, or did it decide to go alone, even though that was a dangerous mission.

Before I even thought up one scenario though, I felt something hit the back of my head than hit the floor. It sounded like a balled up paper. I let out a scoff, turning to give Kenny a threatening look. I assumed it came from him. Of course it did, who else dared to throw paper at me.

He gave me that smile that makes my blood boil and pointed to the ground where the paper landed. My brows furrowed on their own in disgust, trying to comprehend what he meant. And when I did, i rolled my eyes and leaned down to pick it up.

It was crunched up so badly that it took me a moment to unravel. When I did, my eyes focused on the chicken scratch.

Come ditch with me

NO

I wrote before throwing to him. Well, i think it went back to him. I threw it over my shoulder without even looking. He must have gotten it though, because it soon came back to me. The conversation continued something like this.

Please! i won't disappoint~ ;D

Normal people fold their notes, ya know.

Does that mean yes?

No.

Fucker, hurry up before the bell rings.

No, why are you passing notes like a school girl.

Because, I am a school girl. Am I pretty? (insert badly drawn princess kenny)

You look like a man.

I thought you loved me Senpai.

Fuck you.

Sure!

Omg. Shut the fuck up.

But I'm not talking.

Just as I read the last reply, I heard his chair shuffling away from his desk. I turned in my chair to look at him, his eyes locking onto mine as he swung his backpack over one shoulder. There was a mix of mischief and plead in his eyes as he stared me down. A hefty sigh left my lips and I stood up.

I had just silently agreed to miss yet another day of school with this asshole.

We managed to leave the classroom and get around the corner before the bell rang. There weren't many people in our class yet, and the ones that were there weren't people that I thought would snitch on us.

Kenny was going on about the gym doors leading to the track being the best place to sneak out of the school from. Something about gym teachers, all muscle, and snow? I have no idea what he said. I was paying attention to how fast he was going and how I needed to keep up with him. He acted like he actually cared about getting caught. The worst they would do was detention.

Detention didn't bother me. I don't think it bothered my parents anymore either. I think they'd given up on me.

I realized that Kenny wasn't scared of getting caught though when he looked at me. I think he was eager to be out of the school..with me?

The gym was full of people getting ready for their class. Some of them were dressed in their sweats and ready to go, while others were just standing around like they had no intention of participating. First period gym must suck. I feel sorry for the poor souls, though I'm sure I wouldn't participate either. i bet the swimming semester was a whole lot of fun for them too.

The way our gym classes worked, because our gym was so big, was that four classes would run in there at once. Four to five different teachers, and around fifty students in at any given time. i guess it was a good way to make sure everyone got their required points to graduate. i had just barely passed last year so I was thankfully exempt this year. Only needing three points for the win!

The fact that there were so many people in there just mingling for the time being made it easy to sneak through undetected. Everyone was wondering and talking to their friends, probably soaking in the precious time before they'd have to endure the torture of physical activity.

We made our way through the crowd in the least suspicious way possible, though I was sure just us being together was weird in itself. There were a few people that i'd rather not have saw me at all. So i was glad we got through to the doors.

The doors were propped open to let fresh air in. It still smelled like dirty socks and armpit inside but it helped keep the odor of teens from making people cry.

I wonder if they captured the stank in a container, if they could use it for chemical warfare. Probably. That poor guy who got tear gassed by armpit sweat though. That'd be the worst way to die.

Kenny put his hand on my chest, snapping me out of my day dream and making me come to a hault. He stepped forward while I stayed where I was. His head turned back and forth as he looked around outside. His blonde locks already shone where the sun began to hit. It made the dirty hair look almost presentable. I wanted to touch it, it looked so soft. It moved back and forth with his head, framing his face once he looked up to me with a smile. "The coast is clear."

The track was a bit farther back from the school, but not too far. We were there in about a minute. Granted we were running because we were way out in the open and didn't feel like getting caught. We planned on hiding under the bleachers once we got there.

It was filthy beneath them, as I learned as I got over and close enough to see. It was littered with old cups and water bottles, cigarette butts, random articles of clothing and a bunch of garbage. It reminded me almost of a lost city, forgotten in the ruble or something. Maybe a city of hobos. Hobotropolis.

My thinking almost made me scared that someone would jump out. The blonde stared for a bit, as if pondering something significant, though I was sure he was just doing the same as me and letting his mind trail off.

It was dark under there. Not so dark that you couldn't see, but dark compared to the somewhat sunny day outside. It was like a room with bed sheets over the windows. That kind of darkness.

The only openings were at each end, and they looked like giant doorways to me. Than there were drainage holes in some of the rows, but it barely let much light in.

I felt fingers against mine and my hand instinctively moved to hold the other boy's as we made our way under. I got more uncomfortable once we were secluded. Thoughts of hobos triggered the memory of the epidemic that claimed a few peoples lives and lots of spare change.

Kenny turned his head and gave me a glance, as if he could feel my distress. His hand held mine more tightly and he gave me a smile. My cold heart fluttered just from that look. The ice sunk to the pits of my stomach and chilled my body throughout. I shivered lightly and he bumped his side into mine as if that'd warm me up, and it kind of did.

"What are we doing?" I asked before speaking bluntly. "This looks boring."

He chuckled softly. "Nah, its awesome here. No snow on the ground, wind blockage and hidden from everyone else~" He spoke very highly of the place with a grin on his face.

I didn't notice it until he moved to stand directly in front of me that he was taller. I mean, only by an inch or two, but he definitely was. I was five-six. I didn't think that was short for a guy. I liked being this height. It was convenient for plenty of things! Like...uhh...standing in wardrobes. Clyde's wardrobe at least.

"Lets stop here" His voice moved my gaze from the top of his head to my bag, and I used my free hand to pull it off of myself and throw it on the ground. It hit with a thud, and I watched just long enough to make sure my shit stayed inside.

He caught me off guard as I felt his free hand consume mine, holding both of my hands in his. He took a second too look at me, as if he were trying to spot something, his thumbs stroking over the back of my hands. With one swift movement he tugged me in closer so that the front of our bodies were touching. My first thought was about how warm it was. I tried not to lean against him and give into the heat. He was staring at me, licking his lips like he was about to eat. The moment was almost intimate. My eyes moved up to meet his bright ones and I furrowed my brows.

"What are you doing, McCormick..?" I moved back and caused a gap between out bodies before he did anything. My hands loosened their grip in his but didn't let go yet. Though we'd only been up against each other for a moment, the air felt like ice now.

"I'm touching my boyfriend?" He said like it was no big deal.

"When did I become your boyfriend?!" I shot back defensively.

"I took you out on a date, what more do ya want?" He chuckled a bit.

I took my hand from his, raising it to flip him off about an inch in front of his face. "I'm not your boyfriend.."

There was a moment of silence after I said that, and the air began to fill with awkward tension. This was the worst kind of tension. I knew I'd fucked up. It made me feel so uncomfortable that I wish I hadn't said anything at all. He looked off to the side and I kept my eyes on him to make sure that he got my point. His free hand began to itch the back of his neck as if he was uncomfortable too.

I let out a sigh and shut my eyes slowly to calm myself down and think of a way to ease the situation. If Steve just broke in and saved me from this, I would be in debt to him. I knew that he wouldn't though. I knew that he probably doesn't want to save me, I know that if given the chance he'd eat me. He eat the meat and throw my bones into a pile for the dogs. He wouldn't even give me the chance to tell him about my miserable life. He doesn't give a shit and I had to face that fact, even if now wasn't the time. This awkward silence always forced my mind to these horrible conclusions. Of all the stupid shit that happens around here, that would never happen. I'm alone, and I always will be.

"Will you go out with me, than?" He spat out in a rather loud, fast tone.

My eyes shot open and I looked up to him with shock. My mouth was hanging agape some and my eyes wide. "What..?" I tried not to stutter. I didn't want him to know how nervous that made me.

Kenny's eyes softened as he gazed at me, waiting for an answer. For once he wasn't saying anything back, he wasn't arguing with me and he looked sincere. I was shaking now, and I knew that I had to have been at least a little. Our eyes stayed locked as my mind raced at a million miles per hour. My hands were clammy. I gulped down the bile that was threatening to surface from my stomach and took a shaky breath.

How could I agree to something like this..?! Then again...how could I not? He was all that I could think about these past few weeks, ever since that time under the bridge.

"I...I guess I can do that.." I mumbled, looking down again. Theres no way I didn't look physically nervous.

He burst out in a happy laugh immediately and his arms wrapped around my waist to hug me tightly. He pulled back after squeezing my organs together, "Are you serious?" His hands slid up to grab my cheeks gently and make me look at him.

"i said it, didn't I? Why the fuck would I say something I didn't mean..?" I sigh and gave him a nod. "You better take me out somewhere nice next time.." He chuckled again before placing a kiss on my lips. A quick one at first like the one he'd given me at the park, only he went back in for more this time.

My eyes stayed half lidded until I felt his teeth creep out to grab my bottom lip between them. He tugged on it as I let my eyes close. My legs felt like jelly. This whole scene had made my body quiver and it was almost pathetic. I grabbed onto his shoulders for support and he let go of my lip, going right back in to lick it softly.

Our bodies were close again, close enough to feel his warmth radiate through his clothes and to my skin. He pushed his way through my lips and into my mouth. I let him and this time I was sober so I had no excuse for this. Our tongues began their dance and I was thinking about how fucked I was. I had plunged right into the deep end without testing the waters, and I didn't know if he's drown me or be my floatation device.

Our tongues only grazed each other's the first few times, but than they began to wrestle. I rubbed the muscles against his roughly, trying to win the battle this time. Our saliva mixed in the middle as he retracted his and kissed me just as hard.

His cold hands slid under the edges of my shirt, sending a shiver up my spine. He slowly traced them up my sides, his thumb skimming over the front as his fingertips brushed up the edges of my back. The firmly held my body in place as he hips met mine and began began a slight grind.

Our kiss became more sloppy the higher his hands went, and I couldn't help but kill all the thoughts in my head and let him take control.

He was good at this. He hadn't done anything and I already felt like i was becoming horny. I suppose he'd done it a lot but I never thought that'd I be this easy to turn on.

His hands finally reached the middle of my ribcage and stopped. My chest rose and fell under them, and I leaned into his touch some. His thumbs suddenly began to rub over one of the buds on my chest, catching me off guard. I pulled back, looking down to where his hands were. "Kenny...knock it off...I'm not a fucking girl.." I said through breaths, moving a hand to try and pull his away. It wasn't that I didn't like it, i just didn't want to admit to liking it. Or did I actually like it? Maybe I didn't?

"I know. It feels good though doesn't it..?" He smirked, continuing the motion before I could decide. I managed to make one hand budge a bit but with my muscles weak from my stupid nerves I couldn't do anything. I gritted my teeth some at the feeling and closed my eyes. I had to choke back the sound in my throat no matter what. "Don't be stubborn..or I'll have to take drastic measures.."

I felt his teeth on my neck, pinching the skin before moving...lower. He moved his hand from the spot it had been rubbing in. "Don't moan too loudly or someone will come out here.." He teased me, his mouth moving in for the kill.

Suddenly, there was a loud thud from outside which made us both jump. "What the fuck was that?" I asked as I stood up straight suddenly and looked in that direction.

"It sounded close.." He also looked over there, his hands slowly sliding off of me and letting my shirt fall back into place. Thank god it was warm warmer than his hands and helped drown out the tingling sensations.

He started over there to check it out, and I looked to make sure I was all in place before doing the same. I brushed my shirt down to cover the top of my pants and lay flat instead of bunched up. I didn't want to look like I had just been doing what I was.

I wasn't sure who the fuck would be out here at this time banging shit around, and because he was in front, Kenny got the first look to see. He stood up straight and scoped out the area before shaking his head. "I don't see anything.."

I pushed passed him and took a few steps outside. There really was nothing out here. It sounded like something hit the bleachers though. I grunted, thanking god that we hadn't been caught for now. "Yeh...theres nothin'.." I mumbled as I walked back towards him.

"What a buzz kill...fucking bullshit." He said as he walked towards our bags. "Lets go to your house."

"Don't just invite yourself over, asshole.."

"Aw, come on! You don't want me to have to go back to my unheated home yet...do you? We haven't even gotten to the juicy part~" He ran over to grab both of our bags and carry them to me. I took mine from his grip, tossing it over my shoulder and containing my blush that I'd blame on the cold. He did the same, situating his comfortably on both of his shoulders before smiling at me. "Lets go than."

"Whatever. I don't care." I timidly accepted him coming over.

His hand took mine again, and he gave me a light peck before we turned to head out. When we did though, we saw a figure standing there.

We froze, and there was silence until we heard a loud cackle ensue.

That laugh.

No way.

"I caught you..!"

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I know, i know.

i'm a total tease~

Soon though. ;D Don't worry.

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Thank you for making me feel better.