Chapter 16

The next day, Kyle and Stan were in their classroom. Today the class was having a test. Everyone was working hard on it. It wasn't a hard test for Kyle, but it wasn't his main concern. His mind was still occupied by the thoughts of Rebecca. When he came home from school yesterday, all he could think about was her. Kyle tried watching tv, playing video games, and studying for school, but nothing was able to take his mind off of her. Kyle was still pondering on his thoughts of Rebecca, when he noticed that Rebecca went up to the front of the classroom to handed in her test. As she walked by, Kyle wanted to turn around and look at her, but he was afraid the teacher might take it the wrong way, and assume that he was trying to cheat, so he didn't. It was noon, which meant classes have ended. The students rushed out to go to hang with their friends, Rebecca again went to the opposite direction to the cafeteria. Kyle was determined this time to follow Rebecca. The Jew was walking the same path Rebecca was going, until...

"Hey Kyle, where you going, the cafe is this way" Stan told Kyle, as he was pointing towards the opposite direction.

"No really Stan" Kyle sounded sarcastic, but Kyle had to think of a reason why he's going the other way. He didn't want to say he was following Rebecca because that would sound creepy. He soon figured out what to say.

"I'm going to the library"

"Why?" Stan questioned him.

"Um..." as he tried to improvise on what to say. "To work on some projects, yeah..."

"Come on man, you can do them later at your house"

"Stan, these projects are huge, I need all the work time I can get"

Stan didn't like that Kyle was going to go to the library to work on his projects, but if these projects are pretty big, and it required him to work during lunch, then he shouldn't stop him from going.

Stan sighed "Ok Kyle, guess I'll see you later then"

"Yeah Stan, see ya."

Stan walked to the cafe. Kyle was glad that his lie worked, but also felt bad that he lied to Stan.

Kyle was walking down the hallway, and luckily saw a glimpse of Rebecca's green jacket. He ran to make sure that he didn't lose his sights on her. As he was at the end of the hallway, he turned to see where Rebecca was going next. He saw her take a left. He followed her and saw a door blocking his path. Kyle was wondering where this door led too. He looked up to see the room name. It was the library. Kyle was quite shocked by this because Kyle has been in this high school for about three years now and has never seen, or heard about this library before. He was kinda worried about it because this was South Park, and shit happens to almost anything, and he was afraid the library would be a meeting place of a cult or something.

Kyle opened the door and walked inside. He was quite surprised at what he saw. The library wasn't a dark, creepy room that he was expecting, but a place that actually looked like a library. There were tons of shelves, full of books. Rounded tables for convenience, a table at the back with several computers for research, and a librarian who doesn't look like a crack head, but a rather dull looking women, who appeared to be in their 50's. Kyle thought to himself that he wasn't 100% lying to Stan. He was at the library, but he didn't have any projects. Anyway, he scanned the room to find Rebecca and he saw her at one of the far tables, away from the middle. As he walked up closer to her, he noticed that she was reading her text book, she was probably studying. Kyle was wondering why Rebecca came to the library though. It wasn't like she needed extra studying, the classes weren't that hard. He then realized that it was probably due to her shyness. If she was in the cafe, people might look at her because she was the new kid, and Rebecca probably wouldn't have been able to handle that. Kyle was at the table, and greeted her.

"Hi Rebecca" Kyle said happily.

Rebecca was scared when she heard that, she was hoping that by being in the library that she wouldn't be in contact with anybody. It took Rebecca a few moments to think of something to say, apparently the idea of just saying "hi" didn't occur to her, but it also took her longer to build up the courage to look up at him.

"H-Hi" Rebecca said so nervously.

"Hey, you don't have to be nervous around me"

Rebecca, this time wasn't nervous, but was curious who this person was, he sounded like he knew her "Um, d-do I know you"

Kyle was stunned when he heard that. He knew that it's been so long since the two of them last saw each other, but he was kinda of hoping she would have been able to recognize him, like he did with her.

"You don't remember who I am?"

Rebecca looked at Kyle a bit, but nothing.

"N-no" Rebecca said

"Really?"

Rebecca took a closer inspection of Kyle. His face somewhat felt familiar to her, plus the orange jacket, and dark green pants. Rebecca was trying real hard to remember, but unfortunately she couldn't.

"Nope, I-I'm sorry"

Kyle was now frustrated that she couldn't remember who he was. He was trying to think of a way to get her to remember him.

"Oh I got it!" Kyle figured out a way.

Kyle went into his jacket pocket, he took out his green unshanka, and placed it over his head, he was hoping the green hat would be the key part for Rebecca to remember him.

Rebecca now made another inspection on him, it took her a minute, but she soon remembered who he was.

"You're Kyle, r-right?" Rebecca hoped that she was right.

"Yeah" Kyle said with a smile.

"I guess since you now remember me, you don't mind if I sit down?"'

"I-I guess" Rebecca was ok having him sit down, but she was still nervous none the less.

"It's been a long time, hasn't it Rebecca" Kyle was recalling the time he spent with her, although it wasn't long, he enjoyed them.

"Y-yes it has been"

"Rebecca, I am curious about something. How come you're going to public school now?" It was a good question. She's been home schooled for her entire life, and now she is in public school, especially during the high school years. It seemed to be a big jump. Plus he highly doubted that her father would have willingly agree to let her come to public school.

"I-I'm not for s-sure about that Kyle..." Rebecca sounded like she was confused.

"Huh?" but so was Kyle.

"S-something inside me told me to f-finally go to public school, like I needed to f-find something"

Kyle felt that it was weird, but he understood her.

He nodded "Ok Rebecca, I hope you find what you're looking for" Kyle was being supportive.

Rebecca smiled when Kyle said that, she was happy that he was being so nice to her, even after how long it has been for the two of them.

"Anyway Rebecca, have you been able to make any friends?"

"N-no..." Rebecca said quietly and sadly

Kyle knew that Rebecca didn't want to be lonely, but the problem was that she didn't know how to get a friend. By being home schooled for her entire life, she hasn't been able to develop her social skills.

"Well Rebecca, I guess I'll be your first friend here then!"

As Rebecca turned to Kyle, she saw his smile was true, that he wanted to be her friend. She felt happy inside, that she made a friend, and that this friend was truly a kind one. Although she was now friends with Kyle, she was still nervous to talk to him, but she mustered up all the courage inside to say something.

"Kyle" Rebecca calling Kyle

"Yeah?"

"Thank You" Rebecca said without stammering.

Kyle could tell that she meant it, and he felt happy to be Rebecca's first friend. "Don't worry, that's what friends are for!"

The warmth of Kyle's word, was sweeping around her, giving her feelings she's never felt before. The sincere, and kindness that Kyle has shown to her, was something she couldn't have ever imagined. The word 'friend' was something Rebecca was learning to understand now. Rebecca felt glad that she for once listened to herself, and it has made her life a bit better.

It was after school, and everyone went home, except for Bebe, Kenny, Wendy and Cartman. They were still in school. The four of them were in the art room. Well it used to be the room where the teachers smoked their weed, but they had to move to the teachers lounge, since the parents noticed that their kids looked a bit high when coming home sometimes, and it was later traced to the art room.

"Thanks guys for staying after school to help me out by making posters." Wendy thanked the group.

"You know I'd help you anytime girl" Bebe was being helpful.

Kenny and Cartman were the odd ones in here.

"Whoa, wait a minute, posters for what?" Cartman wasn't for sure why he was here. Kenny told him to come here, but didn't explain why.

"Posters that says, 'Killing Whales is cruel'" Wendy told him.

"Wait, WHAT?" Cartman was shocked that his friend told him to come, to make some God damn posters about Whales.

"What is it Cartman?" Wendy asked, she was somewhat confused to Cartman's reaction.

"No way, I am not doing that!"

"Why Cartman? Didn't Kenny tell you what we were doing here?"

Cartman then turned and glared at Kenny. He saw that Cartman looked pissed.

"I guess I forgot to mention that part, hehehe..." Kenny was trying to lighten the mood with a bit of laughter, but it wasn't working at all.

"No, asshole here didn't tell me, and now I know. I won't do it!" Cartman was refusing to do this.

"Come on Cartman, why?" Wendy didn't like that Cartman wasn't being cooperative.

"I'm not a GOD DAMN HIPPIE, that's why!"

Wendy frowned at Cartman from his response "Cartman, Whales are cruelly murder everyday"

"I'm going to tell you like I told Stan, I don't give two shits about WHALES!"

"But Cartman!" Wendy said.

"No no, screw you guys, I'm going home" Cartman then opened the door and left the room. Wendy was quite sad that Cartman wasn't going to help out with this, she was kinda of hoping to work with him on it. Kenny walked out of the room to get Cartman back.

"Cartman wait" Kenny was hoping that he will come back.

"What is it poor boy, can't you see I want to go home" Cartman was still annoyed from Kenny.

"Cartman just come back inside and make those damn posters"

"Why the fuck would I do that, I hate whales, and if I recall, you also didn't give two shits about whales when Stan asked for help the first time. So why do you care now?" the raging teen had a good point.

"That's true, but Bebe asked me to help with the posters, so I couldn't say no, now could I?"

Cartman just rolled his eyes to Kenny's pathetic reason.

"Come on Cartman, are you sure you don't have a Hippie side?" Kenny was trying to humour Cartman now.

Cartman looked at Kenny with a serious face, Cartman did not looked amused at all. He took out his gloves, and cracked knuckles, giving Kenny a sign that he should either, run like hell, or take back what he said.

"Ok, ok, you don't have a hippie side, but come on, it can't be that bad, and besides it just be awkward for me to be alone in the room with the two of them.

"I really don't care Kenny"

Kenny just ignored him and continued with what he was thinking "Now if I was having a threesome with them, now that I would be ok with" Kenny had a pervy look when he said that. Cartman gave a disgusted look to Kenny when he heard that. He saw that Kenny was still fantasizing about what he said, so Cartman decided to use that time to walk away. Once Kenny stopped dreaming about it, he saw that Cartman was walking away, and decided to stop him again.

"Wait Cartman"

Surprisingly, Cartman stopped again.

"Cartman, I'm sure you don't want to hurt Wendy's feelings"

Cartman turned around to look at Kenny "Why should I care of I hurt the Ho's feeling?"

Kenny was stunned when he heard that, after the things Cartman has done for Wendy. Tou would have assumed he cared about her, or at least her feelings. Kenny felt that was bullshit, he had to have at least a remote care about her feelings. Cartman sounded very convincing that he wasn't, not surprising really, Cartman was the master of the art of deception. But Kenny felt that Cartman did somewhat care about Wendy's feelings.

"Fine then, but could you just do it please?" Kenny was begging for Cartman to go back into the room and help with the poster.

Cartman looked at Kenny, He seriously did not want to help with those damn posters at all. Unfortunately though, he knew that Kenny wasn't going to stop until he said yes.

"Fucking fine Kenny... I'll help with the god damn poster" Cartman said in defeat.

"That's all I ask" Kenny happy to see he was able to convince Cartman to help make the poster.

"Oh Kenny, one more thing before we go"

"What is it Ca..." Before Kenny was able to finish his sentence, Cartman delivered a powerful punch to Kenny's face. It was so swift, he didn't even get to see the blur of it. The punch knocked Kenny downed on his ass, and he slided until he hit a locker. Kenny has been through some of the worst deaths ever, getting cut into pieces, being blown up, getting shot, dipped in lava, impaled by a bull, and the list goes on and on. But all of those painful experience combined weren't even close to the power of Cartman's punch. Kenny wished that he was dead now.

Cartman smiled happily.

"Now I feel much better! Ok let's go poor boy" he said like nothing had just happened.

It was a while before Kenny stood up after that punch, Cartman was already at the door. Man was it hurting badly for Kenny.

"FUCK THAT HURTS!"

"Ay, next time don't piss me off then poor boy" Cartman said.

"You know that still won't stop me though" Kenny let out a little chuckle, but it was painful when he tried to laugh.

Cartman waited for Kenny to get to the door, Cartman did not want to go in alone in a room that was filled with hippie loving bullshit.

As Kenny and Cartman entered the room, Wendy and Bebe were both surprised that Kenny was able to convince Cartman to come back and help out.

"Wow Kenny, you were able to convince him to come back" Bebe said, amazed at Kenny

"Don't remind me" Kenny said as he was rubbing his face, still from the pain of the punch.

"Just because I'm helping you guys, doesn't mean I like whales, and God damn hippies" Cartman telling the group that his opinions towards this hasn't changed.

"I guess Cartman, but it doesn't mean I still can't be thankful to you" Wendy said with a smile towards Cartman.

Cartman looked at her, and saw the cute smile she was giving him. Even after seeing it many times, he still felt rather embarrassed. Wendy for once noticed that he looked embarrassed, and giggled about it.

"A-anyway Ho, shouldn't we be making those stupid posters?" he tried to make Wendy forget about him blushing.

Wendy stopped giggling and remembered why she was here. "Yeah you're right, let's get to it."

"Great..." Cartman said with worry.

The group got the poster paper, and went on working. Bebe and Kenny were working together on one, while Wendy and Cartman were working on separate ones.

Wendy was working hard on her poster for the whale. She took a quick break and turned around to check on how Bebe and Kenny were working. They didn't seem to be working. They were giggling, and playing around. Wendy was hoping the two of them would be working, but she didn't mind it at all. Sure they weren't working, but they were having fun together as a couple. Wendy envied them. She wanted Stan to help her out with the posters, but he had football practice today, so he couldn't make it. She soon took her eyes away from the two couple, and went back to her poster. Wendy was working very hard on her poster, she felt like it deserved an A+ in art. She noticed that Cartman seemed to be really focused on his poster. Wendy was amazed at Cartman's concentration for something he hated. Wendy leaned close to Cartman to take a closer look at what he was working on. When she saw it, it appeared to be whales being impaled by a stick on the bottom of the page. Wendy didn't like how mortified the whales looked when they were impaled, but maybe a visually representation on what cruelty those whales could have gone through, it might have send the message a bit better. There was something else though in the picture, it appeared to be a person. The person was holding their hands out, and laughing manically. The face, and clothing looked familiar. Wendy soon realized who it was. It was Kyle that was laughing manically. There was also a message on it. It read "Do your town a service, and Fix Up the Jew Problem!" next to it were more words, but in smaller printing. It read "oh yeah, and save those God damn whales" Wendy was infuriated by this.

"CARTMAN!" Wendy yelled at him.

Cartman turned around. He didn't realized that she was behind him the whole time. He could have easily heard her steps, but he was too focused on the poster to hear it.

"What? Can't you see I'm busy making this Hippie poster?" Cartman didn't like being interrupted now, he was working on a master piece.

Wendy grabbed the poster away from Cartman.

"What the fuck are you doing to my masterpiece?"

"What is this!" She pointed her finger to the poster.

"Dead whales, isn't that the whole point of this?" Cartman wasn't understanding what Wendy was doing.

Wendy did a face palm, disappointed that Cartman didn't get what she meant the first time."No this!" This time she pointed to Kyle.

Cartman looked at her with a funny face. "It's Kyle, so what about it?"

Wendy was frustrated at him now. She hated that Cartman had put a hate message on a poster.

"Cartman, that's a horrible thing to say!"

"About what?" Cartman was completely oblivious to why Wendy was mad.

Wendy groaned at him. "About what you said about Jewish People asshole!"

"Well they are a problem" Cartman said, Wendy could not believe him.

"Cartman, I wanted a poster about whales, not some hate speech about Jewish people!"

"Well you got it, there are dead whales on the bottom" Cartman using it to justify what he wrote.

"No Cartman. For one what you wrote about the whales was small in writing compared to the Jew hate. Secondly what you drawn here insinuates that Jewish people, well mostly Kyle, are the main people killing the whales"

"Of course they are, they are God damn Jews, and are killing them for money"

Wendy just frowned at him. Cartman saw that, but he didn't really care.

"Cartman, I don't want you to show this at all" Wendy was making it point clear.

"Damn it. First you want me to make a poster about whales, now you hate it, shit you Hippies got issues"

Wendy turned around from Cartman,. She closed her eyes. Her eye brows bent down, her arm was bent, and she was holding a fist. It looked like she was about to beat the shit out of Cartman.

"Fine how about we comprise then, I make a poster that shows Kyle killing the whale, but I leave the Jew part out of it, deal Ho?" Cartman didn't like this idea, but thought he should at least try to get Kyle.

Wendy was thinking about it, she didn't like the part of Kyle killing the whales, but at least it wasn't mentioning the Jew hate speech, and she thought it be funny to have Kyle shown as a whale killer.

"Ok, fine Cartman, I'll allow that, but remember, no Jew hating, and take out the 'god damn whale' part, and just say, 'Murdering Whales is Wrong'"

"Fuck! Fine, so demanding, I don't know how the fuck Stan puts up with you!"

The raven-haired girl just ignored him, and went back to working on her poster.

It was soon getting late, and the kids had to go soon before the janitor locks up the school. Kenny and Bebe were actually done with their poster. Unfortunately all it had was "No Killing Whales", it seems that Bebe and Kenny were too busy playing around the whole time. Cartman had to make a new poster. This time, it showed Kyle stabbing tons of whales, and on top of it had the message "Murdering Whales is Wrong, Kyle!" It looked like Cartman sneaked that last part into it. Wendy wasn't happy with that, but Cartman reminded her that she allowed Kyle to be portray as a murderer, and thought it only be fair to put his name. Wendy didn't like that argument, but she decided she shouldn't fight about it now. Wendy had dead whales upon the ocean, their bloods covering the sea. She thought what she drew depicted about the murder of the whales correctly. Bebe and Kenny silently got out of there, so they didn't had to clean up. It was a few minutes after they left, that Wendy and Cartman knew they ditched.

"Fuck, that asshole! He ditched so he didn't had to clean up!" Cartman was pissed. He was going to kick Kenny's ass once he got home.

"Damn it, Bebe too" Wendy also noticed

"I'm gonna rip his balls off when he gets home!"

Wendy sighed "Come on Cartman, guess we gotta clean up"

"Oh come on, that's bullshit!" Cartman didn't like that he got screwed over.

"If we clean up quickly, it'll only take five minutes"

"You better be right Ho. I'm timing it too, any longer and I'm outta here"

Wendy sighed.

The two of them started to clean up the room. They had to take put the paints away, clean up the brushes, and put away any of the extra equipments they were using. It wasn't as long as Wendy thought it would be, it only took three minutes, but to Cartman that was like ten years. The two of them now left the art room.

"Well that was fun, wasn't it Cartman"

"No it wasn't, you fucking didn't let me show my first one!" Cartman was still mad about it.

"Oh come Cartman, that was horrible message you wrote, I couldn't let you write it" Wendy was trying to convince him what he wrote was bad.

"Ay, what the fuck happen to free speech! I should be able to express how I feel about a certain group of assholes, like those God damn Jews"

Wendy didn't like what he was saying because although what Cartman wrote was mean, he actually had a point. He did had the right to free speech, and was able to write about how he felt about Jews if he wanted.

"Whatever Cartman..." feeling that she had lost to Cartman.

"Ha ha, and you know that I'm right too" Cartman had a smirk when he said that. Wendy rolled her eyes.

They were outside of the school buildings now, and were about to walk in different paths.

"Anyway Cartman I'll see you later"

"Uh huh" Cartman said. Wendy didn't like how Cartman said it. Every time she said good bye to him, he would never say good bye to her back. Was saying good bye to her a big pain in the ass for him?

"Yo Ho" As Cartman turned around to say to her before walking their separate ways.

"What Cartman?" She was still annoyed from Cartman.

"Try not to get killed on your way home"

When Cartman said that, it sounded a little weird. At one part when he was saying that, it sounded like he was just joking around, but another part sounded like he meant it, that he was concern for her. It was an awkward moment for her, but Wendy smiled back at him, and gave him nod

"Got it" Wendy felt a bit happy now

Cartman turned away and was walking home "Cause I don't need to hear Stan's bitching later"

Cartman soon disappeared in the distance.

Wendy didn't like how Cartman mentioned that because he didn't want to hear Stan's crying, but she knew it was probably the best thing to say in their awkward moment. As she was walking back home, she felt rather happy today that she spent time with Cartman, though she didn't know exactly why he made her feel happy.

Looks like Cartman had "fun" making those posters XD

I hope you guys are enjoying the addition of Rebecca to the story, and hopefully more in the later chapters. And also the way Wendy and Cartman are interacting at the moment.

Again thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.