Chapter 24

Stan was in the classroom, bored as usual. He wasn't in the mood to listen to the lecture the teacher was giving, well there was really never a time he wanted to listen to the lectures. Though it was extra boring because he didn't have his best friend there to make the time more enjoyable. Kyle, like usual, was spending the whole class time with Rebecca. He was starting to hate this, for the past two weeks Kyle has spent all his time with Rebecca, and Stan hasn't been able to hang with him ever since. Every time Stan tried to invite Kyle over to hang out, he's always busy with Rebecca. He was hoping that the bowling event would have been a nice time for the two to hang out, but again Kyle spent the time with Rebecca. Stan was starting to feel like he was losing his best friend.

Class ended and Kyle and Rebecca once again went to the library, Stan watched the two of them fade into the distance. Stan went to the cafe, to his usual table. Today was rather weird, Kenny and Cartman weren't at the table. This wasn't starting to be a good day, none of his friends were here. Stan didn't want to spend the lunch time alone, so he went to table with the football players. Stan has never really hung with the football players except for parties. It wasn't that they were bad, it's just that Stan didn't find much in common with those guys. Stan was sitting there bored, ignoring the conversation of "who did the most work out" or "who (supposed) got laid the most in the weekend".

"Yo Stan"

Stan looked up to see that Token was calling him. "Oh hey Token"

"Stan, you ready for the big game against Middle Park?"

"Yeah man" Stan totally forgot about it, his mind has been to preoccupied with Kyle.

"Remember Stan, we need you fully prepared in order to rock Middle Park"

"I know, I know" Stan was fully aware of his position in the game.

"You know Token, it doesn't help to put pressure on your quarterback" Stan remarked.

"It also doesn't helps if the quarterback isn't fully prepared" Token teased Stan

"Good point Token"

Lunch ended and Stan was off to his next class. On the way there, he saw Kyle, alone at his locker. This was a rather shock to him, not seeing Rebecca there, but he sure wasn't complaining.

"Yo Kyle" Stan was calling him in the distance.

Kyle turned around to see it was Stan. "Oh, hey Stan" Kyle took his books from his lockers and closed it.

"You ready to go to the big game man?

"When is it again, Stan?"

"Friday"

"Oh..." Kyle said as he bit his thumb, Stan knew this couldn't be good.

"Shit Stan, I can't make it"

"Dude, why not?" Stan started to sound pretty angry.

"I'm going to have dinner with Rebecca's parents on Friday"

"Kyle, are you sure you can't change it?" hoping that Kyle could.

"I'm sorry Stan, but it took a lot of convincing for Rebecca's parents to allow me to come to dinner, and that is the only day her parents are free"

"Damn it..." Stan was squeezing his fist now.

"Come on Stan, this is probably the first game that I've ever miss"

"I guess..." Kyle was right about that, this would be the first game he would miss. It still sucks that he wouldn't be going to his big game. Kyle in the past has always been to all his game to support him, him, Kenny and Cartman too. Though Cartman was usually there to diss Stan.

"Stan I'll make it up to you man" Kyle patted his friend's shoulder

"Ok Kyle" Stan said, but he wasn't too happy.

"Alright Stan, I'll see you later"

"Yeah, see ya..."

Kyle was walking to his class, Stan did the same too. While walking to his class, he thought to himself "This was truly not a good day"

Friday finally came, both teams were excited to go out on the field and kick the shit out of each other. There were two things riding on this game tonight. If South Park wins this game, they would go to the championships, and the couch made a deal to the team. If the team was to win this game, he would take all the boys to a strip club. The boys jaws drop and their breathing started to sound like dogs, some were even on fours legs, which meant that these boys needed help. Stan on the other hand didn't want to go to the strip club, though when Kenny first heard this, he begged Stan to take him if they won, Stan would always say no since he wasn't planing on going ever, this in fact made one sad Kenny.

The game right now was pretty fierce, both teams weren't letting up at all. Stan was making the right plays throughout the game. Unfortunately, Stan's mind wasn't 100% into the game. He would turn his head to look at the bleachers. Though it was hard to see from his distance, plus with all the crowd that came, Stan saw that his friends were sitting and watching him, Kenny, Cartman, and Bebe and Wendy. Stan was glad to see his friends there, but sadly there was one important person that was missing... Kyle. During the game, Stan was able to ignore Kyle most of the time, but he would sometimes lose his concentration because of it and forgot what he was doing. His teammates and couches were wondering what was up with him during the game, but they usually forgot about it once they saw Stan score the team some more points. It was a close game, but South Park seemed to be the victorious team today. The crowd roared in excitement for their team winning and going to the championships, and the football team didn't expense any moment of their screaming. Stan got out of the group, it was getting too tight for his liking. He congratulated the team and went on his way. While walking away from the crowd, his friends showed up.

"Nice Stan, you're going to the champs now"

"You know it Kenny!"

Kenny leaned in closer to Stan to whisper something. "Oh, Stan, by the way, remember our little discussion about a certain topic that would happen after the game?"

Stan obviously knew what Kenny meant by this. "Dude, it's still a no, and besides you got Bebe now"

"I know Stan, but I was hoping to bring her there too" Kenny said with a pervy face. Bebe, up there with a pole dancer, making out would be the greatest thing ever to bestow on his eyes, and would make up for every misfortune that could possibly happen to the blond boy.

Stan just face palm himself when he heard that, luckily the two were whispering or else Bebe might have done something to the two of them, and by that, she would gotten Wendy over here to kick both their asses

Cartman was rather disappointed with the game tonight. "I guess it was decent Stan, but you sure had your fuck ups"

Stan knew exactly what Cartman meant by that. "Hey at least we won it"

"By like fucking five points, not that impressive if you ask me, hell if Middle Park just had me as their only player, I'd totally fuck up your team Stan" he sure was being cocky about this.

Stan wanted to comment on this, but knowing Cartman, he would have done something sinister to beat his entire team, maybe grind all his teammates parents into chilli and feed them it or something like that. "How about you play next time then"

"Sorry but I'm not interested in playing a pussy ass sport" Cartman said with a smirk on his face.

"The only thing that's a pussy is you Cartman" Stan came with his comment.

"Nice Stan" Kenny was impressed by Stan's come back

"AY!" Cartman sure was mad already.

Wendy knew she better intervene before someone was going to get killed. "That's enough boys" Talking like the two were little kids. "Anyway Stan, knew you guys would win"

"Thanks"

Wendy noticed that his face wasn't looking towards her, but to another direction. Wendy turned her head to see that Stan was looking at where she and the group was sitting at. She was wondering why he would be looking at there, no one was there. She then figured out that he was looking for, Kyle. Wendy imagined that Stan was hoping to see Kyle pop up and ran down to the group.

Even though his team won a major game, it didn't feel so great as Stan was expecting it to be.

"Stan"

"Yeah Wendy?" His eyes were now looking at Wendy's

"I know that you're bummed that Kyle wasn't here, but you shouldn't let it ruin this great moment for you"

Stan was quite surprised that she was able to read his mind. "I guess Wendy... but still, Kyle made it so much more fun"

"Yo guys" Kenny looked like he had something important to say. "This calls for a celebration, how about we go partying?" Kenny's hands were up in the air, anticipating that everyone would be up for it, he got the total opposite to it. The entire group was just staring at him. It was pretty much a awkward moment now.

"Are you kidding me? No wants to?"

"Yeah I'm sorry Kenny, but I rather not go through that again" Wendy unfortunately remembered that night.

"You're telling me, wasn't fun for me either Ho"

Wendy was looking at Cartman, she was totally aware of what he meant, surprisingly he wasn't looking at her, rather his back was turned to her.

"Sorry Kenny, but I'm just not in the mood for it" Stan was looking at the bleachers again.

"Yeah Ken, and I rather go to a party with everyone"

Kenny's head sweep through the entire group to make sure that they weren't kidding, it appeared to be that they were serious.

"Damn it, and I was so hoping to have fun tonight..." the poor blond boy's head went down in disappointment

"Don't worry Kenny, you can come to my house"

"Alright, sounds ok"

Bebe leaned closer to Kenny. "And we could have a little fun tonight"

Kenny slowly turned his head to Bebe, he analyzed what she said, to make sure he didn't misheard that. Once he replayed what Bebe said about ten times, he jumped in the air.

"WHA HOOO!" Kenny screamed in the air with no restraint

Stan, Wendy, and Cartman, were looking at him now, wondering what the fuck just happened.

"Oh shit... um forgot that I said anything" Kenny was trying to recover from the outburst.

"Uh huh..." the group said in unison.

"Alright, Bebe and I are gone for the night, we'll see you guys later"

"Ok then, bye you two" Wendy waved good bye to the two of them.

"See ya Kenny" Stan saying good bye.

"Ok I'm going now, see ya Wendy"

"Bye Stan"

Wendy went to kiss on the cheeks, though Stan didn't react to it at all. Stan then exited the field.

"God damn finally! Poor boy is gone from my house, means all the food is for me now"

Wendy noticed that she and Cartman were the only ones left now.

"Well looks like the night is done for now, no need to waste my time here" Cartman was now walking back to his house.

"Wait, Cartman"

He stopped on his tracks. He turned around to look at Wendy. "What do you want now Hippie, can't you see I want to go home?"

There was something in Wendy's mind. "Was it that bad?"

Cartman wasn't understanding what she meant. "What? Can you be more specific Ho?"

"Was it that bad... to help me out at that party?"

"Why does it matter?" Cartman was absolutely confused at why she was asking him this.

"Was it bad, yes or no Cartman?"

"Well because of you, I wasn't able to raid Clyde's fridge, and that I couldn't clog up that asshole's toilet"

Disturbing as that might sound, that wasn't going to distract her from her thoughts. "Then why Cartman, if it was so bad, why help me then?"

"I've already told you back at my house"

"No Cartman, that's a bullshit of a reason! You would never give care if Stan's feeling was hurt!" Wendy truly wanted to know this, she knew his original reason didn't make sense, that it was out of Cartman's character. She has been wanting to know this ever since he saved her from being raped, why, the Eric Cartman would do that.

"God damn it Ho, does it really matter?"

"Yes it does Cartman!"

Cartman was getting really annoyed by this. "Why does it fucking matter what I did, it saved your ass didn't it?"

"Exactly Cartman, that's why I want to know"

"God damn I hate people like you Wendy!"

Wendy was surprised that Cartman called her by her first name that she froze for a second.

"M-my people?" Wendy didn't understand what he meant.

"You fucking people! Who judge every little fucking thing I do, that if I do something that's good, that I must have some fucking ulterior motives for it!

The words flew at her viciously, paralysing her to speak.

"Do you know how FUCKING annoying it is, having 'Oh Cartman's doing something good, he must be planing something' or 'Shit be careful, he said a polite thing', I fucking HATE IT, you can't fucking accept a good thing as a good thing! It's like you people think you're all high and mighty, like you know every little fucking detail about me!"

Wendy couldn't believe at what he was saying. He was right, everyone single word. She could understand why Cartman didn't do much kind things, why he did the stuff he did. It must be brutal being judge for doing a nice thing, that you aren't consider a decent being and must have a sadistic reasoning to it. Wendy was starting to feel horrible now for what she did.

"Cartman I'm..." hoping to apologize to him.

"No Wendy! FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING BITCH!" to that Cartman left her alone now in the fields. He was too mad to even give her the finger when he exited.

Wendy felt hurt by the things he said, but at the same time, she was feeling worst for Cartman, how he did a nice thing for her, and she had to go all fucking ape shit about it just because Cartman was the one to help. If it was anyone else that did it, she wouldn't seem to question it. She was starting to hate herself now, for being such a total bitch to him even after he saved her.

Wow Wendy... why you gotta be a bitch to Cartman! Oh right, I caused that :(

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, even with the way it ended in this chapter. Thanks for reading and hope you guys are still enjoying the story :D