A/N: Ah, chapter five was giving me difficulties with the line breaks, so if they didn't work, I'm sorry.

Possible warnings: The same as usual.

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Alcorion: Ah, I love jealous Cartman. Oh, it's fine. Don't worry about it. I'm off school right now, so I'll update a lot...except I go back soon. :'c I won't be able update as much then. Enjoy it while you can.

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"Cartman! Hey, Cartman!"

It was their second block of the day and luckily for Kyle, Wendy didn't have it with them. She was in their first one, so Kyle didn't get a chance to talk to the heavier boy then. The teacher they currently had used the same gay ass seating chart that went in alphabetical order that most of the teachers in the school used, but because they got in trouble to often, Kyle and Cartman were moved to opposite ends of the room from each other. The only reason Kyle was taking a chance now to try and get the boy's attention was because the teacher had stepped out of the room to yell at Craig for flipping him off.

"HEY! Cartman!"

Pip Pirrup, who was sitting in one of the isles between Kyle and Cartman, noticed Kyle trying to get the football player's attention. He began to unwittingly tug on the larger boy's shirtsleve.

"Auh! Pip, you French piece of crap!" Cartman jerked his sleeve away from the blond boy. "Get off of me!"

Cartman looked pissed off and if Kyle was actually friends with Pip, he would worry about his health. The only person that really was friends with the boy was currently looking very pissed off and was standing up-Damien.

"Leave him alone."

The raven haired boy's voice was cold. It was obvious he was ready to fight Cartman. He grabbed the front of the heavier boy's shirt, pulling his face close and looking into Cartman's chestnut eyes. The larger boy stood up and shoved the boy back, away from him.

"Back up, Fruit."

Before Damien could say anything back, the teacher stormed in. He took one look at them before he pointed to the door.

"Cartman! How is it that whenever there's a fight, you're right in the middle of it?! To the office! Now!"

"But-"

Cartman was foolish to even try to protest to the teacher. The man hated him, which wasn't surprising considering how much the large boy got in trouble.

"Now, Mr. Cartman!"

Cartman gave the man and then Damien a dirty look before he left the room, slamming the door behind him. Kyle sighed; Cartman would probably be in the office until lunch time, so he wouldn't get a chance to talk to the boy until then.

"Dammit Kenneh! That's my sandwich!"

It was lunch time, the first time Kyle had seen Cartman since second block. He couldn't say anything to the larger boy because they were surrounded by their friends...and Wendy. She didn't look happy about sitting there with the boys instead of her friends, but Cartman had said he was sitting with his friends that day and not with her pussy friends, and she didn't want to leave him. She kept giving both Butters and Kyle nasty looks and Kyle had to wonder if she really believed he had a crush on Cartman. With Butters, it was possible. But Kyle? Having a crush on Cartman? It wasn't possible, was it?

Cartman was sitting between his girlfriend and his best friend, Kenny. The McCormick boy was trying to take a bit out of Cartman's sandwich..while the boy was eating it. Eric kept pushing his friend away, not hard enough to shove him off of his bench, but enough to keep him away from his food. It wasn't working though; the blond wouldn't give up. Wendy was looking more and more pissed off as she watched the scene fold out before her.

"Enough!" The girl's shriek attracted the attention of some of the people sitting at the tables around them. "Here!" She threw some money at the poor blond. "Go get your own food!" She latched herself onto Eric's arm, glaring at Kenny all the while.

"Thank you!"

Kenny sounded chipper as he grabbed the money and ran off to go get his own food. Kyle knew that the blond was smart enough to realize why Wendy gave him the money, but he suspected that Kenny had pretended to oblivious to get on the girl's nerves more. Kyle also suspected that Kenny had just wanted to be close to Cartman.

When Kyle looked down, his hand was in a firm grip over his milk carton. Funny. He hadn't noticed he was even holding the carton.

"Hey Wendy." None of the people had noticed Bebe had walked up to their table. "Why don't you and Cartman come sit with us? Clyde and Craig are seeing who can eat the most hotdogs without getting sick. You should go over there, Cartman. You could kick their asses."

A grin lit up Cartman's face and he stood up. "Screw you guys," He said to the table. "I'm going over there." He left the boys at the table, Bebe and Wendy following behind him.

"Thank God. I don't know if I could handle Wendy another minute."

It was the first time that Stan had spoken since they had showed up at the table. Kenny nodded as he moved to sit back down at the table by Butters, his plate with his food on it in his hands.

"She's such a bitch."

Both Kenny and Stan hated Wendy, but for very different reasons. Stan's was obvious; she was his ex-girlfriend. Kenny's was harder to guess. If anyone asked why, he would say she wouldn't sleep with him, which wasn't true; Kenny wouldn't sleep with his friend's ex, especially since Stan still had feelings over her.

In truth, Kenny loved Cartman. Maybe not in that 'I want to hold your hand all of the time' love-although he wouldn't mind that-but Cartman had been his best friend for years. It would be hard not to love the boy after so long.

"I-I shouldn't call a g-girl anything bad, but...she's not very n-nice."

Butters fidgeted with his hands, Kyle picked at his food, Stan glared at the table, and Kenny ate his hotdog. Finally, it was Stan who spoke.

"...Dude, we need to get them broken up."

The other boys at the table nodded.

"...Alright." Kyle's voice was shaky. He wasn't sure why he was saying what he was. "I want in on the bet."

All of the members at the table looked up at him. Stan and Butters looked surprised while Kenny looked like he knew this was coming.

"Dude, are you sure?"

Kyle paused for a moment. He would have to wonder about his reason for doing this later.

"Y-yeah. I mean...think about it, man. The more of us that try to get rid of her, the faster she'll go, right?"

After a moment Stan nodded.

"Alright. You guys distract Cartman. When he breaks up with Wendy, I'll get her back." None of the other boys were surprised he wanted his ex back, even if he had just said they needed rid of her. "I still don't think Cartman's gay though. But hey, when I win the bet and he turns you three down, at least I'll get money from all three of you."