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chapter 4
"You were sucking face with Cartman? !", Bebe nearly yelled as Wendy slapped at Bebes arm to quiet her down."Bebe hush", Wendy begged taking Bebe by the hand and taking her to the girls bathroom closing the door behind them and began checking every stall. Like hell she was going to let anyone else listen to this conversation.
"Look we were playing 7 minutes in heaven, I got Cartman and well one thing lead to another and i was so gone Bebe, I don't remember much", Wendy lied once more. She completely remembered everything as soon as that door closed Cartman pinned her to the wall were he proceeded to blow her mind with his lips and tongue. The movement of his hands the way he could easily hold her up on the wall allowing him full access to her mouth and neck without bending down to her level.
Wendy quickly turned away from Bebe to keep the blush from painting her cheeks, "wow", Bebe said leaning against a sink. "Well your single now, why not go after the guy? ", Bebe asked turning to fix her hair. "What? Me and Cartman that's insane", Wendy said internally tossing the idea around in her mind, in truth she had been debating the thought since last night but she couldn't decide.
" I think I should take a brake from guys, after everything I think Stan has worn me down", Wendy admited leaning against a wall and closing her eyes. "Well, you have been on and off with the guy since fucking third grade, so I agree maybe you need a brake, now you can focus on yourself", Bebe spoke.
Wendy shruged sighing, "come on, first period should be starting in a bit", Wendy moved to the door opening it for her blond companion, "oh right, class, science, with that cunt of a teacher, what fun! ", Bebe groaned sarcasticly. Wendy rolled her eyes following the blond down towards their class beginning a conversation about shopping.
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Cartman tapped his stick on the ice as Craig passed the puck to him, Cartman glided towards the goalie. Gliding swiftly he slapped the puck quickly making the goal but groaning at the shooting pain from his arm and shoulder. "Good work Eric! ", the coach scram as he scribbled some notes, Cartman moved towards the bench area coming to Clydes side who was standing waiting his turn.
"So you down for the party this weekend? ", Clyde asked boredly fixing his helmet, "oh fuck yes is Creig getting the hook up for that top cush?", Cartman asked leaning against the rail. "You fucking know it, luckily Tweek isn't to hard to convince, I just need to ventilate the house", Clyde explained watching another teen shoot for the goal.
"I'm looking to get pretty high this weekend, I'll bring over my bong, really get it lit", Cartman mumbled making sure the coach dint come near them. "Can't wait", Clyde whispered launching off the rail towards the coach, Cartman sighed rubbing his shoulder, "looks like your having fun", Cartman glanced towards the blond so was now standing behind him. "Arnt you suppose to be in history little boy? ", Cartman chuckled, "fuck that", Kenny groaned scratching his head.
"So this weekend it is a definite go for Tweeks party", Cartman informed the blond fixing his helmet, "hell yes! !", Kenny cheered tossing his head back. "I say, we go get some dates so we have some company", Cartman suggested as Kenny chuckled lowly, "you going to ask Wendy? ", Cartman glared at the blond, "why would i do that? ".
Kenny sighed in frustration, "cuz you and her totally want to bone the living shit out of one another", Kenny stated matter a factly. Cartman rolled his eyes, "right, maybe I want to bone her, but you know how she is", Cartman stated fixing his jersey. "You dint see the way she was eye raping you? She was all over you", Kenny teased.
"I know she was looking, I'm not blind but she's not buying, she's above guys like me, clearly she goes for femanine men", Cartman explained tapping his stick on the ice approving a team mates shot. "Hmm maybe she wants to broaden her horizons", Kenny sighed, "maybe", Cartman said moving off the rail to move around the ice to make another shot.
Cartman was considering it, he was confident in almost everything he did, but when it cane to Wendy, he would choke up. That irritated the hell out of him, she was just some other chick some other piece of meat, Cartman shot the puck with ease making it past the goalie. Wendy wasn't some other girl, a small part of him knew that, the part of him that made him feel nervous and nauseated when around her.
Cartman glanced towards Kenny who was messing with his sweater sleeve, he could give it a try, he wouldn't mind having sharing a few moments here and there.
000
The week had flown by for all the teens, the weekend was upon them and Cartman and Kenny were busy cleaning their pipes and bongs to bring out their true shine for the party. All they still needed were chick's, Kenny decided it would be best to target Bebe and possibly get Wendy as Cartmans date. Kenny watched Cartman brush his hair back as he spoke to Clyde about any last minute details, Kenny decided it would be his chance to go chase down the blond.
Walking down one of the halls he found both girls fairly easily, he fixed his jacket and brushed his stray strand of hair out of his face. "Sup lady's?", Kenny spoke smiling at the two girls, Wendy rolled her eyes as Bebe giggled, "so I know you girls have heard about Tweeks party, and believe it or not, I don't have a date, so I was wondering if you would like to go together", Kenny spoke staring directly at Bebe.
He had learned that chick's loved when you spoke directly at them, making eye contact and speaking with confidence. Bebe bit her lip glancing at Wendy who was to busy with her book bag, "I would love to but you know Wendy would be left out without me", Bebe explained causing Wendy to glare at her. "Awe no problem babe Cartman hasn't asked anyone yet, I'm sure he wouldn't mind looking after her, we would be together all night to", Kenny said with a kind gentle smile.
"No thanks, I need to do some studying for Monday's exam besides Cartmans been calling me a put smoking hippie since elementary, it's ironic that he's now a pot head", Wendy says swinging her bag over her shoulder. "Who's a pot head?", Cartman asks walking besides Kenny, "you are", Wendy answers, "looks like you should smoke a joint and maybe you'll stop being so bitchy", Cartman retaliated with a smirk.
"Bebe you can go ahead and enjoy your weekend with these two, I'm not down", Wendy said turning her head toward Bebe with a smile before turning to walk away. "Well, it's open invitation if you change your mind hoe", Cartman yells at her as she disappeared around corner. "You know, it's a known fact that when you don't act like a dick, chick's will jump at you a lot faster", Bebe mumbled fixing her hair.
"What do you know?", Cartman said turning to Kenny. "I think we both know that you want to do more than just bone her, Cartman its written all over your face and Wendys too, your just both so high up on your pedistals to admit it", Bebe spoke again closing her eyes. "You guys know jack shit", Cartman growled walking away from the two blonds.
"Damn and here I thought you would be able to talk Wendy into it", Kenny groaned tossing his head back in frustration. "I'm not done yet with Wendy, I'll make her go to that party, girl needs it", Bebe smiled at Kenny. "So ill see you both tomorrow", Kenny watched Bebe walk away biting his lower lip at the swing of her hips.
Kenny had work to do also, he needed to get Cartman to admit out loud that he liked Wendy and then get him to stop being so dick ish towards her. Kenny sighed, it was a stupid idea to think Cartman would ever act differently than how he's always acted. Kenny rolled his shoulders and cracked his knuckles, it was time to work.
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Wendy sat on her bed looking over her book as her phone began to vibrate, she glanced at the screen to see it was a text from Bebe. Sighing she picked up the phone and opened the text staring at the words, "come on, let's go to the party, it'll be good to get the week off your shoulders for a bit! ", Wendy rolled her eyes.
"I'm fine Bebe, I really don't want to go, I know Stans going to be there, how is that going to help?", Wendy replied moving back to look over her book. A vibration, "that's why Cartman will be there, come on Wendy I know how you feel about the guy! ", Wendy felt her self stiffen, "how do I feel about him then".
"You like him", Wendy stared at the reply feeling her heart beat quicken.
She pulled her knees to her chest, as she dialed Bebes number, "called to admit it huh", Bebe snickered from the other end. "I do not like Eric Cartman, Bebe that's just madness", Wendy said softly into the phone. "Wendy, you've admited it once before, you kissed him and you felt better, but this time its different isn't it? ", Bebe spoke. Wendy closed her eyes, "he dosn't feel the same", Wendy admited as she heard Bebe begin to laugh.
"Damn for being book smart, you are pretty ignorant, both of your are, jesus", Bebe snickered, Wendy frowned, "text him, go to the party, you'll notice what everyone else around you two have seen", Bebe said before ending the call. Wendy bit her tongue contemplating what to do, shifting to lay on her back she pulled up Cartmans number on her phone staring at the numbers.
Sighing she opened a text window under his name and began typing, erasing the message several times till she was satisfied. She closed her eyes hitting the send button and tucking the phone under her covers as if it would come alive at his reply, if he even replied.
Meanwhile with Cartman, he sat on his computer looking trough random technological forums, he was bored and was trying to ignore all of Kennys calls. He had been bothering him since they left school calling him an ignorant asshole, Cartman sighed clicking on a link taking him to a video on simple robotics.
His phone lit up catching his attention, he stared at the envelope with Wendy's name underneath it. Cartman raised a brow, the hell could she want? . He took the phone slowly tapping the screen bringing her text on screen, he read through the text his curiosity peaking, " we need to talk, meet me at Starks Pond at 8, I'll be waiting by the bench underneath the crooked tree".
Cartman glanced up at the time reading 7:45, he took a look out his window watching light snow fall, he signed taping his reply, "better be important, see you there", Cartman hit send standing from his chair and stretching. He moved to his closet taking his jacket and moving towards the door, making his way down stairs once he secured his door was locked.
He ignored the slight creaking of his mother's bed as he passed by and made his way towards the door were his boots lay next to frame. He quickly pulled them on, tied them and was out the door.
Cartman marched down the side walk amazed that it wasn't so cold, the snow was falling with no breeze to disturb it. Cartman marched forward, hands in his pockets, as the park came to view he couldn't help but wander what she wanted to talk to him about. He stopped feeling nauseated, he takes a deep breath, if he could, he would probably kick his own ass right about now for being such a pussy.
"Jesus dude, what the fuck is going on with me", he whispers to himself inhaling deeply, he rubs his eyes and starts forward again. The park was quite, he was surprised since it was such a nice night, snow was just falling and it seemed to be sweater weather. He spotted Wendy sitting on the bench hand on her chin clearly deep in thought.
Cartman walked slowly towards her taking in the sitting form, slouching wasn't her thing it dint fit her at all. She looked much more better sitting properly, Cartman mentally slapped himself shaking himself from were ever that train of thought was taking him.
"What's up hoe", he speaks up watching her sit up, Cartman was internally satisfied that she was now sitting properly. "Ah, didn't expect you to be so punctual, but anyways sit ", Wendy commanded looking at him then turning her attention back to the frozen water.
Wendy was nervous, she didn't have a clue what she was going to do now, she was honestly surprised he agreed to meet her. "So are we going to sit here all night? ", Cartman asked fidgeting, Wendy glanced at him she noted he was actually nervous, this might be a good sign.
"Do you remember the flag debate we had back in elementary?", Wendy started playing with her gloved hand. "Yeah, what about it? ", Cartman asked not getting it. "Well back then Bebe was telling me that I had all this pent up sexual frustration for you and that I had to either deal with it, or express it", Wendy explained as Cartman sat still.
"Uh... okay?", Cartman squeezed out feeling as if he has suffocating, Wendy bit her lip, "I think I might be experiencing the same thing", Wendy let out closing her eyes. "Ah so you want to kiss me again and see if that settles what ever your feeling right? ", Cartman says quickly pulling himself together.
"Yeah", Wendy whispers scratching her ear, "well I'm not some cheap whore you know, I like to be whine and dinned first", Cartman mumbles looking up at the sky. He was trying to sound normal, he was trying to sound like a dick, he could feel his pulse raising. He sighed turning to Wendy who was playing with a strand of hair.
The air around them was akward, "fuck it", Cartman whispers taking Wendys chin and turning her face towards his, her blue eyes piercing his. He quickly pulled her in taking her lips with his, he marvels at how soft they were, it must of been all the lip gloss she was always putting on.
His lips began to move against hers, running his tongue along her lips asking for entry, she gasped at the feeling allowing Cartman to dart his tongue in. He tasted her, she tasted amazing, he took the back of her head to keep her from pulling away and deepened the kiss. Wendy was to dazed to protest as the kiss turned into something animalistic, she began kissing back just as roughly running her fingers through his hair and leaning in more closely to him.
Soon they pulled away panting and Cartman slowly pushed her back to stare at her, she looked absolutely vulnerable at the moment. He could probably take her home home at the moment and claim her but he fought that thought sighing deeply, "how do you feel now? ", Cartman whispered watching her closely.
Wendy blinked a few times finally coming back to reality, her lips vibrating from the kiss, "I dont know", she said honestly, Cartman took this as a no and leaned in to kiss her again lightly nibbling her lower lip causing a moan to escape Wendys lips. He was slowly loosing his control, he needed to keep tasting her, but his rational side kept screaming at him to stop. He moved down her jaw lightly licking her neck as Wendy groaned, this sent a pleasant jolt through Cartmans body he quickly stood fixing his jacket.
"Uh, well I hope this brought some stuff into a more better light, my mom is probably waiting for me to get home, so if you stop by I'll see you at the party", Cartman rambled out quickly taking off walking quickly leaving Wendy alone dazed more then she already was. A few minutes later she licked her lips and rubbed her neck feeling her muscles twitch, Cartman had definitely brought alot into light.