After lunch, the boys went to their 3rd class, social studies. Kyle saw Wendy talking to Cartman.
Social studies was boring. Stan felt betrayed. He felt like he was in a small void of darkness. Suddenly, he felt someone's hand on his back. Stan looked up, and saw it was Kyle. Stan blushed at Kyle's gesture then looked away.
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When Stan returned home, he ran upstairs to his room, and slammed his door. He jumped on his bed then started sobbing.
"How could Wendy do this to me?!" Stan sobbed into his pillow.
Suddenly, Stan's cellphone rang. Kyle's ringtone. Stan tried to calm himself down, then he answered his phone.
"Hello?" Stan said in a raspy voice.
"Stan! Oh my god, you won't believe what Cartman is doing!" Kyle yelled angrily.
"What is he doing?" Stan asked as he whipped the last of his tears off his face.
"Cartman is going out with Wendy!" Kyle said.
Stan's whole body froze up. Stan felt the horrific truth go through his body.
"WHAT?!"
"Yeah, I know! That fucking mean piece of shi-" Kyle's cellphone disconnected.
"Kyle?" Stan tried to say, but all he heard was the busy tone.
Stan hung up his phone, then lay on his bed, wondering, and shocked. How could Wendy love a fat ass, racist, sociopath like Cartman?