So I got a buzz to write more of this story. hopefully it'll be as good as my last one

enjoy!

Chapter Five

I used to love gym class; now I can't stand it. Why you ask? Because we all get changed into small shorts and tight shirts to play games that involve either really awkward positioning or very sexually implied ones. Today was luckily Volleyball; which didn't involve a lot of mental or physical power from us. The girls would watch our game first then we'd switch over and watch theirs. Well; they look at me when we play, then they all try to win my attention when they play. Only person who doesn't really give a damn about that is Bebe, but then again she has no idea what she's meant to be doing half the time. No offence to blondes or anything, but she's pretty thick.

As usual Kenny, Kyle, Cartman and I are on a team with Tweek, Craig and Token, versing the other guys. While Cartman joined our team because his masses of body fat sucked the ball in to prevent fouling; the other side always chose Butters for his swift movements and quick thinking to catch us off guard. But you know, Butters actually has a really nice body too…maybe if Kyle doesn't want me I could try with him…

I shook my head and stood at the back of my team; and ironically Kenny placed Kyle right in front of me. And immediately my gaze came straight up and over to the other team. Kenny giggled and waved to me, and I gave him the middle finger in reply. Craig cocked an eyebrow at me before smirking and slapping Tweek's ass next to me. The blonde jerked up with a squeal and the girls started giggling like idiots.

Pip smiles nervously and throws the ball up before smacking it right at Cartman's face. But he's quick to push it upright and over to Token, who does this kind of lineup for whoever was to send it back over the net. Kyle took a little jog and jumped up high and smacked it down at Clyde's feet. He scooped it up and flicked it to Butters; who did this amazing leap and smack right into Kenny's stomach. And he dropped him pretty damn hard as Kenny held his stomach and fell over in pain. Butters squealed and ran over to him and was almost to the point of tears, and I jogged over and bent over to check him out.

"Oh geez, I didn't mean to hurt him!" Butters cried at me.

"I know you didn't." I rolled Kenny over, who had a smile on his face shortly after. He assumably enjoyed the attention. "There we go Butters, you didn't kill him."

"Oh good!" He pulled Kenny's torso up and hugged him tightly, and Kenny gave me a small thumbs up. I rolled my eyes and shook my head with a laugh and we got back into the game.

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It got better during the week. I felt happier inside; but I could feel Kyle drifting away from me. Well, that's what I assumed since he didn't touch me or anything like that like he usually does. He's also a lot quieter than before too when we're in a big group at lunchtimes. He just sits there and listens to us. And it worried me a lot; because I felt it was my fault he was keeping to himself.

Once again at lunch, we were all seated at the 'guy's' table, and Kyle had his saddened gaze pointed directly at his fork twirling his food around. No one else seemed to notice since they were listening to Craig's story about his Guinea Pig doing something apparently awesome. I took the opportunity to find out what was wrong with my best friend.

"Hey, chin up." I whispered in his ear. He looked up and smiled half-heartedly at me. I felt my eyebrows turn in concern. "What's wrong?"

"Hm? Oh, I failed a test…that's all." He grumbled back. "The one my ma was counting on me to ace. I dunno what happened but I totally screwed up."

"Oh dude, that sucks." I placed a hand on his shoulder. "Can you resit it?"

"Luckily I can since I'm the teacher's pet." He gave a smile. "But it just sucks that I didn't get it first time."

"Wish I had that attitude." I sighed. "I flunk every class but get treated like a god because I play football. What's up with that anyway?"

"I don't get it either." He sighed and just looked downright bummed about it. "Maybe because you're good looking and appease to girl's tastes. Most of our teacher's are female."

I shuddered at the thought of our old history teacher eyeing me. "Ew, gross. But that's gotta be it. And that sucks so badly. I hate being eye candy."

"I thought it'd be good; getting attention from all the girls." He looked at me; to this stage I was mentally vomiting in disgust. He grabbed his nose. "You don't have a big Jew nose, or red hair, or whitish skin with freckles all over it. You've got black hair that's in a bad boy fashion, tanned skin and a ripped body to kill. You're everything they want."

"But I don't want to be." I whined, placing my head on the desk. "And if you're to the point that you're ugly, you're so not." God damn you, fucking motor mouth!

"I wish I could believe you." He rest a hand on his chin and sighed. And I stared at him; feeling my heart shattering from his gaze. I didn't like it at all when he was upset. Because it made me upset.

I leant over, and my lips brushed his cheek. I dunno what came over me, but I wanted to do something to make him happy without the whole school watching me. He turned his head to me slightly; and I pecked the corner of his mouth and pulled away before he could see my massive red blush. He looked at the side of my face as I hid under my bangs; and gave a small smile before returning his gaze to Craig and joined in laughing with the guys.

And then I couldn't help but crack a smile myself.