The four boys started to make their way to P.E., and they all went to their separate lockers to put away all their textbooks. They figured that P.E. wouldn't need anything studious of the sort. When they all put away their textbooks, they continued on to the gymnasium. After much of Kenny's insults towards Cartman about doing exercise, they finally arrived. They opened the door and walked in, but Stan suddenly froze in his tracks among all the commotion in the gymnasium. Kenny and Cartman didn't notice, and they continued to walk to the bleachers, where everyone else in their grade was. However, Kyle noticed almost instantly and asked him what was up. Stan pointed over to the bleachers, and Kyle got the same expression as Stan. They both saw Wendy.
"What the fuck is she doing in P.E.?! She should be taking Band or something like that!" Stan cried. He seemed more nervous than angry.
"Dude, calm down. Let's just sit away from her. She doesn't look like she's noticed us yet." Kyle reassured Stan with a pat on the back, and Stan just nodded.
They both continued to walk to the bleachers, but when Stan was going up the small little steps to get to the top row, Wendy looked over and saw both Stan and Kyle. She waved at Stan excitingly, but gave Kyle a death glare. Kyle just sighed.
"I swear if she lays a hand on you, I might get suspended." Stan didn't keep her eyes off of her.
Kyle looked back up at Stan, and blushed slightly. He didn't really know what to make of Stan's... warning? Threat? 'Does that mean he wants to protect me? Or does he just want to keep Wendy away from him?' Kyle thought. Whatever the reason, Kyle still appreciated the fact that Stan was willing to beat up his ex for Kyle.
"Don't underestimate her, dude. You remember how she beat the ever-living shit out of Cartman?" Kyle snickered a bit, but that laughter soon faded. He might get that treatment because he's spending time with Stan, while Wendy isn't.
"I can at least fight. Hell, even you can make Cartman cry punch with a little punch to the shoulder." Stan began to take his seat.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean? 'Even you can make Cartman cry'? Are you saying I'm frail?" Kyle laughed a bit, but he was a bit offended.
"What? No, no, no! You're tough, man! We wrestle all the time! It's not like I win all the time." Kyle smiled a bit. He took his seat next to Stan.
It was true. Stan wasn't THAT well built. Well, he did play football with the other guys back in middle school most of the weekends when he wasn't hanging out with Kyle, but that wasn't very often since he was pretty much ALWAYS with Kyle during the weekends. Also, he doesn't know if he's gonna play on the football team in high school. Maybe another year. Kyle played basketball every now and then, but since his mother was all about him studying, he never got the chance to play outside with Stan and the others. All the interaction he got with other people than his family in the summer was either hanging out with Stan when Stan came over, or hanging out with Stan when Kyle came over. Kyle looked back at how he always spent his summer vacation from school. Sure, most people (even their parents) would start to become skeptical about the two best friends hanging out ALL THE TIME, but they didn't care. Besides, in middle school, Stan would SOMETIMES be with Wendy. However, since he started to get over her in middle school, the amount of time he stayed with her decreased year by year.
Kyle then thought back to his feelings about Stan. He really wanted to tell him, but he thought that a simple talk about it after school is a little bit too... cliché. He wanted to show Stan his feelings in a bit more special way. However, this thought was debunked when he thought about what Stan might feel in return. What if he doesn't love Kyle back? Kyle began to become nervous. He tried to not show the normal symptoms (sweating and talking nervously), but eventually a drop of sweat would roll down his face. Thankfully for Kyle, Stan would be too oblivious to notice. However, that doesn't mean Stan didn't have his eyes on Kyle. The fact that Wendy might be out to get him kind of worried him. Both of their thoughts were interrupted however, when the bell rang and the coach walked into the gymnasium. People were still talking, but it got a lot quieter in the building.
"Alright kids, LISTEN UP!" The coach yelled. Everyone suddenly shut up and turned their attention to the coach. No one was intimidated, but the coach got their attention.
Stan and Kyle looked at the coach with the same expression as they had with the other teachers. Maybe this coach, as loud as he was, would be like all the other teachers. He probably would let all the students talk among themselves to get to know each other.
"We're going to get right into it. You will all call me by the name 'Coach'. It doesn't matter if you call me 'Coach Mike', but that's up to you. That coach over there by the desk is Coach Nadia. We're both going to be your instructors in this class, so you better not transgress our instructions. Now, all boys follow me, and all girls follow Coach Nadia. We're both going to show you the locker room." Coach Mike had a loud tone, one that was pretty obnoxious to the rest of the students.
All the students got up from the bleachers, and did as they were told. What came as shocking to the boys was that there were many more girls than they were expecting in the class. Some took a liking to it, but some other boys like Stan and Kyle didn't really care. Kenny was all up for it.
Among all the commotion, Wendy caught up to Stan, and grabbed him by the arm and whispered in his ear. "I know you don't want Kyle. Be with me."
Stan was tired of all of Wendy's attempts, and forced his arm away from Wendy's grasp. Wendy simply gave him a sinister grin, and Kyle just looked at both Stan and Wendy.
"Did something happen?" Kyle asked, not wanting to piss off Stan.
"Yeah. Wendy's annoying." Stan gave Kyle a short response, because he didn't want to continue to talk about it.
The boys all followed Coach Mike to the locker rooms, where the coach simply told all the boys to pick whatever locker they want. Of course, there was a significant amount of noise for a short while, as all the kids wanted to find their friends so they had someone to talk to. Stan, Kyle, Kenny, and Cartman of course had their four lockers right next to each other.
"Now, this'll be your locker for the remainder of the time here in the class. This means that you're not allowed to suddenly switch your lockers around, because some kid pissed you off in class. I will count down 5 more seconds. Make sure that the locker you chose is the one you want." Coach then started to count down five seconds, but only a few kids switched around their lockers. Stan and Kyle swapped lockers, because this meant that Kyle would be farther away from Cartman.
"Well. Now I'll pass out to each of you a lock. Each of you should've bought your uniform for this class, and you will bring your uniform on Wednesday. That means you have two more days to buy and or bring your uniform for class. Every day after Wednesday will require you to change into your uniform, and that will be your grade in this class. You will lose points for every day you don't dress out. Of course, some days we won't dress out, due to weather, or the sport we're playing is changing. On these days, it's not necessary to dress out, and your grade won't be affected if you don't dress into your uniform. Got it?" Most of the kids nodded in response, while other continued to stare off into space.
The coach then passed out a lock to their locker, with a note attached to each lock that had the combination. Stan and Kyle being the best friends that they are, they told each other their combination. After the last kid in the locker room was given their lock, the coach walked back to the spot he was where he was giving the lecture about the lockers not being able to be switched.
"Alright. Now go back to the gym. You're free to do as you please for the rest of the period." Coach explained, with a lower tone. The rest of the period was about 20 minutes. Passing out locks somehow took so much time.
The boys returned back to the gym, and when they all sat back down where they were at the bleachers, Stan and Kyle simply sighed. The girls walked back into the gym shortly after, while both coaches took a bit longer to return to the gym.
"Another period that's like the rest." Stan actually wanted to go outside in P.E.. Kyle couldn't care less about what they did.
Kyle began to think about how he would come out to Stan. He kept thinking, 'Cards? No, too boring. What about just telling him? No, too cliché. Ah! I got it!' Kyle finally got an idea. He would simply sing his feelings for him. He also knew just the perfect song to sing.
"Kyle? You there? You're staring off into space again. You sure you're not sick or anything?" Stan began to get a bit worried.
Kyle simply smiled at Stan in response. 'Heh, maybe you don't know EVERYTHING about me after all.' Kyle thought.
"I'm fine, Stan. Don't worry. You're still coming to my house about the thing I have to tell you, right?" Kyle asked Stan to confirm.
"Yeah... why?" Stan wiped the worry off his face, but it was replaced with confusion.
"No reason. Just making sure."
Before they knew it, the bell rang for 5th period. World History. Thankfully for Kyle, this is where his classes with Cartman end. Stan doesn't share any more classes with them either. Mysteriously, Kenny and Cartman were once again in their own little world. They didn't talk to Kyle or Stan, just like in Spanish. Kyle began to wonder what they had such a long conversation about.
To avoid Wendy, Stan grabbed Kyle's wrist and they ran off together out of the gym. Well, to be more specific, STAN ran out of the gym. Kyle was stumbling behind Stan, because he wasn't expecting Stan to take off like that. When they were outside the gym, Stan let go of Kyle's wrist and looked back at him.
Kyle looked back up at him, after he stopped panting. "You really have to stop doing that. It's kinda annoying." Kyle said. He was exasperated with all the sudden running.
"Sorry, dude. I just don't want Wendy talking to either you or me."
Both of them walked off to World History. Nothing interesting happened in the class when they arrived. The teacher was barely willing to talk, and he only wrote on the board to pick up the first day papers on his desk, and for the students to get their parents to sign it. The rest of the period went by like any other class.
Stan began to get really annoyed. He wanted to do SOMETHING on the first day of high school. He wanted to know if he was fucked, or if he was gonna be okay for the year. He wanted to know if he had to go over to Kyle's house every Friday to be tutored, just like what happened in the last year of middle school. Stan and Kyle didn't really talk that much this period. Kyle was too busy about how he was going to come out to Stan after school, so Stan simply fell asleep, since he didn't want to tell Kyle AGAIN that he was staring off into space again. Of course, he was counting on Kyle to wake him up when the bell rang. That's, if Kyle notices that the bell rings.
Kyle began to have thought after thought in his mind. 'When he walks up to my room, I'll be singing the song, and hopefully he'll join in and sing along with me. Wait, will that actually work? What if he doesn't sing along? I'll look so retarded...' Kyle went on and on about how he would get Stan to know what he truly thinks of him. Making a list of pros and cons in his head about each method. He has never thought about something more in his life. He hasn't even went this far with school projects, and he usually makes a plan for those so he can finish within the first or first two days, so he wouldn't have to worry about it later. Of course, this plan would involve helping Stan out with the project after he finished his own.
After he finally figured out the method he will use, since that process had the least amount of significant cons, the bell rang for lunch. At least, it was lunch for Stan and Kyle. Kyle looked over to his right, and saw Stan sleeping. He could hear Stan snoring quietly, if he tried to listen hard enough. He thought Stan was adorable when he snored, he did these cute sounds that soothed Kyle. He would use his snoring to fall asleep faster whenever they had a sleepover. '...I'm such a creeper...' Kyle thought.
He shook Stan lightly, not to wake him up too abruptly. Stan finally woke up after what seemed like a minute, and when he woke up, he saw Kyle, and no one else. Not even the teacher was there anymore. The message on the board was still there, though.
"Shit... did I sleep through 5th, 6th, and 7th? Where's the teacher...?" Stan asked groggily.
Kyle simply giggled. "No dude, you just slept through 5th. C'mon, it's time for lunch."
Stan smiled back at Kyle. He liked it when Kyle smiled or laughed. It made him feel like he was the key for Kyle to be happy. However, there's more to that than he thinks... and he would soon find out, from Kyle himself.
End of Chapter 5.
Hopefully all goes well! I'll be done with the other chapters soon, since I don't have much homework this weekend for school. Not like I was planning on doing homework (if I had any) until Sunday anyways. :P Please leave a review if I'm going in the right direction! Or leave a review if you think the opposite! I'm open to all criticism!
