Yo! And to ChristyCullen101, Big Brother is a tv show where an average of 13 people live in a huge house, and one by one get voted out. The 'last man standing' wins. And Christy, idk how u did this, but it took u 2 sentences 2 write wat wuld take me at least 10. Mayb its cuz i hav tht bad rambling habit...

You can't kick me down I'm already on the ground,

No, you can't 'cause you wouldn't catch me anyhow.

Blue skies but the sun isn't coming out, no.

Today it's like I'm under a heavy cloud...

"Kids, can I talk to you for a second?" Mrs. Morejon asked her kids, Christy and Nathan. The seven and six- year- old were both sitting on their couch, watching T.V. They both had their backs to their mother, so they didn't see thhe worried and sad expression on her face.

"Can we just watch the rest of this episode?" Christy asked without turning around.

"No, kids, this is important." Their mom said.

They both sighed and got up, shutting off the T.V. and then following their mom downstairs. 'This better be quick,' Christy thought. 'That was a new episode of Brandy and Mr. Whiskers...'

Christy and Nathan sat at a table across from their parents, both who looked very sad. The kids started to worry.

"Christy, Nathan, I know that on your mom's and mine wedding day we swore we would never do this to you, because both of our parents did it to us, but... your mom and I are getting a divorce." Mr. Morejon said to his kids.

They sat there in shock.

"We want to let you know that we love you both very much, and that this isn't your fault. And we're doing this because of how much we care about you."

There was silence for a few minutes, and then Nathan got up and ran up the stairs.

"Nathan!" Mrs. Morejon called, but Nathan ran to his room and slammed the door. Mrs. Morejon ran upstairs after him.

Christy started to cry.

"Oh, honey..." Mr. Morejon said, getting up and taking the seat next to his daughter.

She cried into his shoulder. "But you guys said you wouldn't! You swore!" She sobbed.

He sighed. "I know, sweetie, but things change..."

Christy's P.O.V.

"Charles Leonard Morejon was a kind man, always putting others before himself-" I drummed my fingernails against my black clutch as my uncle James talked about my father. It was his funeral, obviously.

"-the world has lost a kind and true soul. Rest in Peace, brother." He said quietly, stepping down from the podium.

The priest then opened the casket, and we all got in line for a view. I was first.

"Dad.," I whispered so that the other people here couldn't hear me. "I hate seeing you like this. I hate you not being around. I never imagined how hard it would be to live without you, but... it's difficult. Really difficult. It's like you were my rock, the only thing keeping me carefree and happy, and now that you're gone... well, it's like I'm gone, too." I said, one tear sliding down my cheek.

I stepped away from the casket, and wiped off the tear. I walked towards the back of the line, where Mary was.

"Hey I'll be right back. I just have to go to the bathroom." I told her.

"Okay, whatever." She shrugged.

I walked out of the room, and into a hallway. Making sure nobody saw me, I slipped out the front door.

Kyle's P.O.V.

"Hey, have any of you guys seen Christy?" Mary asked Stan, Kenny, and I.

"Wait, she's not here?" Stan asked. God, he was slow.

"No." Mary said nervously. "She said she was going to the bathroom, but that was like twenty mnutes ago!"

Kenny grinned. "Maybe she's-"

"Kenny, seriously, it's not the time for your pervness." Mary snapped. Kenny pouted.

"Well then maybe we should look around the funeral home." Stan suggested.

Mary nodded. "Good idea."

As they split up, noone noticed me slip quietly out the door. There was something I had to do.

Christy's P.O.V.

"Just this, please." I said, putting the Ben & Jerry's Butterfinger ice cream on the counter.

The cashier looked at me weirdly. Yeah, I was probably a little over dressed for a 711, but I did just come back from a funeral.

"That'll be $5.00" He said, and I opened my clutch, handing him the money. I took my ice cream and sat on a stoop right outside the store, making sure that I didn't get my dress dirty. I then took out a fine china spoon from my clutch, and began to eat.

"Christy?"

I turned to my left and saw Kyle, standing right outside of the door.

"Kyle? What are you doing here?" I asked, confused.

"I'm here to buy some ice cream. Wait, what kind is that?" He said, pointing to the mini- carton that I had in my hand.

"Butterfinger."

"The Ben & Jerry's one?"

"Yup."

"Weird. That was the same kind that I'm gonna buy." He said, turning back around to go into the store.

"Wait! If you're gonna buy the same kind, you wanna just like, share? So that you don't have to waste your money." I asked.

He shrugged. "Sure." He came and sat down next to me, taking out a wooden spoon with a long handle. You know the ones, that your grandmother uses for cooking? Yeah, that kind.

"This was my dad's favorite flavor. That's why I bought it." I told Kyle.

He nodded. "Yeah, it was my mom's favorite, too." He said.

Awkward silence.

"You saved my life, you know." I stated quietly.

"No Christy, you saved my life." He said.

"No. If you hadn't have called 911, I would have died. I was already unconcious." I told him.

"But if you hadn't have pulled me out of that car then I would have blown up." He insisted.

I sighed. Kyle took another spoonful of ice cream.

"Um, just curious...why do you have a wooden spoon?" I asked him.

He looked down and blushed. "Well, me and my mom used to bake stuff, and we would always stir with this spoon."

"You, Kyle Broflovski, baked? Ahaha!" I exclaimed, laughing. He glared at me.

I cleared my throat. "Ahem. Uh, sorry. Totally serious moment." I said, the corners of my mouth twitching up.

"Shut up. Didn't you and your mom used to bake?" He asked.

I flinched. "No. My mom and I weren't really that close." I whispered.

"Oh." Was all he could say.

"She wasn't there." I said quietly.

"She wasn't where?"

"At the funeral." I hung my head in sadness.

"Oh. Um, I'm sorry." He said, looking unsure of what to do.

I could feel my eyes tingling, and then a lump at the back of my throat. No. No! Don't cry, don't cry. I told myself.

I couldn't help it. And pretty soon, I was bawling my eyes out.

"Don't cry, Christy. It'll be okay." Kyle said, looking very uncomfortable. He patted my back and I leaned over and hugged him.

Yeah, pretty weird, but I felt really... alone right now. I just needed to let out all of my sadness and be comforted.

Kyle didn't move for a second, but then one of his arms started to rub my back, making me feel ten times better than I did a few seconds ago. Then his other arm wrapped around my waist, holding me protectively.

"It'll be fine, Christy. Just you wait." Kyle whispered.

Something tells me I'll be waiting a long time.

Kenny's P.O.V.

"Oh, there they are!" Stan said, walking towards Kyle and Christy.

I quickly pulled him back. "Dude, shut up!" I whisper- shouted.

I pulled him into the woods right across from the 711 so that we could spy on Kyle and Christy. And yes, there are woods right across from the 711. I don't know why, so just deal with it.

"Why?" Stan asked, lookin confused.

I rolled my eyes. "So that Kyle can score!"

It was Stan's turn to roll his eyes. "I don't think Kyle's trying to score. I think he's just trying to comfort Christy."

"Bullshit!" I exclaimed. "That's exactly what he wants you to think!"

"Whatever, dude."

I looked back to the 'romantic' scene and realized that Kyle was looking right at me. I grinned and gave him a thumbs- up. He frowned and mouthed 'go away'. I winked and then mouthed 'okay'.

"C'mon dude, let's go. Kyle wants some 'alone time'." I said, waggling my eyebrows.

"... You are so fucked up Kenny."

I just wanna fall and lose myself,

Laugh so hard it hurts like hell!

Forget about everything and

Run away-ay, yeah-ah...

Not as long as i wanted it to be :(. O, and if u havnt figured it out, most songs hav somethin 2 do with wats happenin in the chappie.

And who misses Brandy and Mr. Whiskers? That show was freakin hilarious!

And thts all for now, folks! Next chappie will be up soon! Im already planning a sequel even tho the storie's not done yet! XP

Hola!

-CC