"Go deep Token!" Cartman yelled as he threw the ball. "Not that deep you black asshole!"

It was recess, normally the best time of day for Stan. Normally he would be out there on the field playing football with his friends, but he couldn't seem to get up off of the bench he was sitting on. Instead he merely sat there with his in his hands, staring at the ground. He was still trying to figure out he was going to handle this whole situation with Wendy.

Maybe she'll be cool about it…Stan thought to himself. You did kinda call her a bitch…but it's been a while since then. Maybe she's forgotten about that.

Stan looked up from the snow. He looked past his friends playing football over to the jungle gym, where Wendy was talking with Bebe and Heidi. Wendy was doing most of the talking, which wasn't anything unusual. What was different was the look on her face. She seemed…confused.

Maybe she really does feel the same way as I do…No she broke up with you man. Like she really cares about you. She's probably talking about some girl stuff like make-up or shoes or something…

Just then at that very moment, Wendy began walking towards him. Stan began to panic on the inside. With every step she took she got closer to him, eliminating all other possible destinations but the bench he was sitting on. She was almost to him now, he knew there was no avoiding it.

"Hey Stan" Wendy said in her usual cute tone. There was something about the way she said those two words. They were two simple words that he heard many times a day. It was amazing what she could do to him with them, even now.

"Oh…hey Wendy" Stan replied. "What's up?"

"Not much…" The moment was so awkward that you could feel it in the air. The air literally felt heavy on Stan, like his whole body was weighted down. "So we're gonna be partners for the class project?"

"Yeah…I guess"

"Yeah…so anyways the reason I came over was because I wanted to ask you if it was cool if we brought Bebe and Kyle with us"

"Yeah that should be fine"

"Okay cool. Thanks Stan" She gave him a small smile and walked back to Bebe and Heidi. Bebe's face lit up when Wendy began to talk to her.

Something's not right here… Stan thought to himself. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something was out of place.

"Hey dude" Kyle walked over. "Aren't you gonna play football with us?"

"Yeah sorry I was just…talking to Wendy about our project…"

"How'd it go?"

"Fine…Wendy wants us to go with you and Bebe."

"Oh really? That's fine with me I guess"

"Kyle…you guys aren't trying to set us up are you?"

"What are you talking about Stan?"

"Wendy and I. Are you trying to get us back together?"

"What makes you think that?"

"Well I saw the way you and Bebe were kind of looking at each other earlier…"

"Dude there's nothing between Bebe and I. Besides I thought you didn't care about Wendy anymore"

"I..." Stan started, but was cut off.

"Stan we need you at quarterback you black asshole!" Cartman yelled. It was the second time that day that Cartman had interrupted a conversation just in time.

After recess Mr. Garrison proceeded to talk some more about famous people and their problems. When the final bell rang, Stan walked straight from class to his locker and from there straight to the bus. He had had enough awkward moments for one day.

Wendy took a more casual approach to her locker. She was still thinking about the upcoming week's events. She was glad that Bebe came up with the idea for Bebe and Kyle to go along with Stan and her. It would hopefully make it a little less awkward. After what Kyle had told her a couple weeks ago, she realized that she never really stopped caring for Stan. She had hoped that Stan would begin to show that he still liked her, but she had yet to see any vomit at all. As weird as it was, that was the tell-tale sign for her. Combine that with the way Stan very casually addressed her today and it led her to feel confused and even slightly depressed. She was starting to lose any hope that Stan would look her way ever again…

"Hey Wendy" Kyle said as he walked by. It took a moment for Wendy to respond.

"Oh…hey Kyle" The look on her face defined confusion.

"You okay? You look…" Kyle contemplated his words carefully. He knew how sensitive girls could be. "…well you don't look so good."

"I'm fine. Just a bad day I guess" She sighed.

"Don't worry, he'll come around" Kyle said in a comforting tone. He put a hand on Wendy's arm trying to make her feel better.

"I'm fine Kyle…really"

Wendy walked away before Kyle could say any more.

Goddamnit this is gonna be harder than I thought…Kyle thought.

"Hey Kyle"

Kyle swerved around to identify the person calling him, even though he already knew who it was. It was weird that her voice was affecting him at all. Kyle was still pretty sure that girls were really super lame, but he got almost uneasy when she was around; uneasy in a good way.

"Oh….hey Bebe" Kyle tried to hold back the grin he felt coming on, but he was pretty sure a bit of it crept onto his face. She smiled back.

"Any luck with Wendy?"

"She didn't seem to buy it…"

"Damn. I was hoping that she would listen to you since you're his best friend and all."

"Are you still gonna try and talk to Stan?"

"Yeah as long as you think it's still a good idea"

"I think it is. Just make sure you do everything we talked about"

"Right. When I get on the bus I'll sit down next to Stan. When he asks why I'm sitting there, I say that you are super pissed off at him and that you don't want to sit with him."

"Right, and I do the same with Wendy. As long as we make sure that we're the last people on the bus, those two seats should be the only two open."

"Yeah. And if we're bailing, you'll say 'Peel me off the ceiling'?"

"You're really good at this stuff Bebe…" Kyle didn't even realize he had said it until the sound hit his ears. Bebe looked a little pink in the face when Kyle looked up at her from the ground.

"What can I say? I guess I'm just bad like that" She winked and smiled at him.

He almost said "gross dude" out of routine, but something stopped him this time. Kyle wasn't one who generally enjoyed moments like this; moments where he had no idea what the hell was going on. I guess it's bound to happen sometime… Kyle thought to himself as he smiled back briefly.

"Alright we should get going now, or else we might miss the bus entirely" Bebe said.

"Yeah…right" Kyle picked up his things and made his way towards the exit. Should be one hell of a bus ride…he thought.