Disclaimer: South Park is sure as hell not mine! And there are a few hints of sex stuff and puberty stuffs. Kids below 11, click the 'back' button now. I don't want any parents coming to my house saying obscenities to me and then sues me. I already told you I had no money. And lastly this OC does not fully reflects the author even though the OC is the author… Confusing, right? .
PubertyChapter 8: Mochas and Food ChainsJulian's POV
It's been a week since I left Kyle at Stark's Pond. But I think it's okay to dump Kyle for a week for Craig and have Kyle back at school.
That's what I think. Hope he wants me back. If he doesn't even want to talk to me then Craig is officially my new Kyle.
Today's the day to meet Kyle. My tenth year at school. Minus the four years in kindergarten or preschool as the Americans call it. Malaysia's been ruled by British before. So I picked the UK English. So it may be amusing sometimes to say English with some people and doesn't understand it.
I mean why people need to separate English into UK and US? Just confusing!
So I'll try to learn US English.
Okay, getting out of topic (as usual). So today's the first day of tenth grade. Or Form 3 for Malaysia. Time to meet Kyle, and Craig. And to confront Kyle.
My parents are still at Hawaii. I bet they're sweet talking each other right now.
Meanwhile… at HawaiiJulian's Dad's POV
"I love you, honey"
"ACHOO!"
"Who said anything about me?"
Back at South Park…Julian's POV
Of my years in school, this is the most special one. One, I'm in an American school. Two, there's lockers! (No more heavy bags.) Three, I already have friends there. Perfect!
Except for the fat kid. He thinks I'm a Muslim only because I have the skin color of a Muslim. And loves ripping me. And like Kyle, I have LOTS of counterattacks waiting for that fat piece of shit! Why I have skin color like Muslims? Malaysia's in the Equator. Which means whole year summer. No seasons like spring, autumn and winter. Just raining season or monsoon season. And I like the sun. It's like my daily dose of Vitamin D.
It's also a dose of a chance of cancer at certain time. Ultraviolet (UV) rays…
And I'm in a public school before. I have more friends than you can imagine. Especially Muslims and Chinese.
But I think I like this school more than I thought before entering this school. And with that jittery Tweek between Craig and me is nice too. I like coffee too. Which also explains my frequent trips to Harbucks. Tweek's parents coffee shop.
Before the day school break end. Craig brought me to Harbucks for the first time. Usually I go there alone, near closing time. But this time Craig brought me there during prime time. Or crunch time as most American said. The coffee shop's almost full. And I look at a nearby Starbucks. Practically exploding. But some people drank the coffee in disgust. Guess they forgot to put the sugar?
With Craig holding my hand and walk in the coffee shop in a loud style, I blushed beet red.
We had mocha. A large one.
One glass. Two straws. Hundreds pairs of eyes staring at us (Or is it my imagination?). And Tweek spying us, red-faced, redder than a tomato. His jittering became worse.
And I entered the school today. With someone as a target and someone targeting me. Exactly like a food chain.
A food chain that look like this: -
Kyle - Julian - Tweek - Craig
Why is Craig on the food chain? To stop Tweek from doing anything stupid and defending me at the same time.
And I boldly entered the locker room. Looking for Kyle. And staying away from Tweek.
The Real Chapter 7: Haven't Met You Yet
Julian's POV
The moment I arrived at school, the first person I saw is Craig. He asked me to repeat a word many times until I figured out what I've said.
"AlphaKennyBuddy!" he said, slowly.
And I said. "I'll fu-WHAT? No way I'm fucking anybody."
Thanks to ingenuity and cleverness I figured out what the sentence meant before I said the entire thing.
"Oh, man. You're just going to say, "I'll fuck anybody!" And then my plan would have worked," he said.
We both laugh, how should I describe. Merrily? Until a pair of guys were right behind Craig.
Kyle and Tweek, holding hands? Way weird. And why is Kyle wearing a white T-shirt instead of his snappy black and yellow outfit?
"Aren't you that guy that saved me at Stark's Pond? Nice to meet you, I'm Kyle Broflovski" he said.
Is Kyle pulling my leg? I mean he has lost his memories with me? But it doesn't matter anymore. I felt angry all of a sudden. And I slapped him, twice.
"That's for drinking beer and tried to commit suicide last week."
"And that's for pretending to lost memories with me."
And I pulled Craig's hand and went to Chemistry lab for the first period.
"CRAIG, YOU-ngh MOTHER-GAH!!FUCKING BASTARD!" I heard Tweek yelled.
I hate it when I'm angry. I'll always talk nonsense back then.
At Chemistry class (with Craig) I was mixing alcohol with pigments to make printer ink. But I wasn't concentrating. So the alcohol begins to boil and the vapor went through my nose. Visions began to blur. And the next thing I know, I was in the nursing room. With Craig beside me.
"Dude, that was awesome. You're trying to blow up the lab? And you're the first person in school to actually boil alcohol," he said.
"I wasn't sure that I was really conscious at that time." I said, trying to act smart.
"Man, I wish I drank that diluted alcohol you left in the beaker. It's a faint peach color mixed with water. Then I can say I drank it by accident and act drunk," he said and laughed as if he'd make a joke.
"Let's go Harbucks tonight. At 7 pm. See you there," he said before leaving the room.
And I saw the principal. And I would know something would happen.
Something that called 'Student Manipulation'. And I was immune to that. What with dumb lectures with red-faced adults.
Thank God my parents had an extension on their holiday. They would be back at 12 January. And today's 4 January.
7 days to really have fun with my new Kyle, Craig. He's a way better guy than Kyle is. I can't wait to go to Harbucks again just to annoy Tweek, face as red as a tomato.
Or maybe sharing a glass of mocha with Kyle…like what Craig and I had done yesterday.
Well, tit for tat. I dump Kyle for Craig and Craig dump Tweek for me. And those been dump are loving each other. Or just pretending to do that just to spy me, and Craig.
Have to watch my back. Don't want those 'Madrigals' to backstab me.
Especially for that bastard Kyle Broflovski. A disgrace to the 'Ekats'. He betrayed his own 'branch' to 'Madrigals'.
When school ends at 5 pm. I went home alone. I dawdle for an hour and get ready for the last hour before I left this house again. Have to lock the door this time. Don't want an attempted burglary again.
And I was on my way to Harbucks. South Park's citizens' number 1 choice. Including me as a new permanent resident. They have the best-brewed coffee there.
A/N: Well Chapter 8's here after an outburst of 7 chapters in a row. The stuff in this chapter's plain. No sex themes, no puberty stuff. Just violence, and love stuff.
I was barely in a writing mood. Especially at this part (the author note part, duh!) I just don't know what to say. And lastly, I just want to credit someone in my class for the 'alphakennybuddy' trick. And like in this story, his prank failed. Try this on your friends. See how stupid they are…
P.S: Had you tried watching a music video by Lady Gaga and Beyoncé called Telephone? It's fucking sweet!