IS THIS REAL LIFE?
CHAPTER TWELVE
"I know the answer, Mr. Garrison. Pick me! Me!" Yelled Kyle. His three friends giggled girlishly.
"Okay...Kyle." Mr. Garrison said for the fifth time that day.
"Suck my balls!" Kyle yelled, pulling down his pants and showing his posterior. Mr. Garrison just sighed and pointed to the door.
Kyle sighed too and saluted as he exited the classroom. Mr. Garrison watched him go, before turning to eye Craig and say: "You know, he goes to the councillor more than you do now."
Craig responded by flipping him off, face expressionless.
"Well, I'm just saying, Craig, you should try harder if you want to keep being the baddest kid in class!" The teacher held up his hands as he expressed this opinion. Kyle's three friends nudged eachother and giggled some more.
Kyle returned to the class after a few minutes, and sat silently in his seat. A few seconds later, a folded piece of paper landed neatly on his desk. He turned in the general direction it came from and saw Wendy blushing profusely. Curious, he picked up the paper and unfolded it.
His eyes widened as he read what was written in Wendy's curlicue script.
Leaning over, he whispered into Cartman's ear. "Sarah! Wendy has a crush on me!"
Sarah, blonde hair tucked beneath Cartman's hat, stuffed a gloved hand into her mouth to stifle her chuckles. The message worked it's way along the row to Kenni, who sent the message back that Lizzie should make out with Wendy and send it to Stan to make him jealous. Eventually, the row of girls-or boys depending on who was watching- had collapsed into giggles.
"Boys, boys! Settle down!" Mr. Garrison yelled, and they shut up. "Do you have something you want to share with the class?"
Lizzie looked down at the note in her hand, and then up at Wendy. Wendy shook her head frantically, but Lizzie had other ideas. She stood up on her desk, and said proudly: "Wendy Testaburger is my new girlfriend!"
Wendy blushed bright red, but looked amazingly happy at this development. Nadine, however, did not.
"Hey, that's my girl!" Nadine yelled, standing and holding out her arms.
Lizzie jumped down from the desk and squared up to Nadine, even though Nadine was much bigger. "You got a problem?"
"Hell yeah I got a problem!" Nadine raged.
"Come at me, bro!" Lizzie grinned, holding out her arms also.
"And finally, something interesting happens in the classroom!" Mr. Garrison laughed, collapsing back into his chair and folding his arms behind his head.
"Hey! I'm in love with Wendy, too!" Kenni yelled, jumping out of her seat and pushing the others apart roughly. Each girl tried not to smirk as Sarah followed suit, crying "I was going to ask her out later!"
"Well, then, you're going to have to fight to the death..." Their teacher suggested non-chalantly.
"Agreed!" The girls chimed, all glancing Wendy's way. Her head was on the desk, cheeks flushed in exhilaration.
However, Mr. Garrison broke in uncertainly as Kenni and Nadine sized eachother up. "Uhh...Maybe after class. I might get fired if I allow a fight..."
The girls nodded at eachother and sat down.
Across the nation, even across the world, families sitting in front of their T.V's laughed. They didn't know what it was, but the four boys had been up to more than usual on the most recent episodes of South Park...
CARTMAN'S P.O.V
When I entered the room, Stan was spread-eagled on the bed, on top of the blankets, snoring softly. I smirked. Perfect.
Without making a sound, I sat in Kyle's desk chair and pulled the little green book towards me. I pulled the papers from my jacket pocket and began to copy from them, easily sliiping into the flow of Kyle's slanted handwriting.
When I was done, I laid the book in the corner of the desk, lining up the edges with the desk, just the way Kyle did. Neither Stan nor Kyle would know I was here, thanks to Kyle's unwillingness to read his past entries to anyone but his overpaid shrink.
I pushed the chair back under the desk, gathered up my papers and booked it out of there, being sure to slam the door extra hard.
STAN'S P.O.V
The door slammed loudly and I jerked awake. I was alone once more.
I grinned. The last time I had seen Kyle, he had been sitting at his desk, staring at his diary and tapping his pen against his teeth. That meants there was possibly a new entry.
I exited the room, searching the apartment for any sign that Kyle was still around, but there was none. There was only Cartman, munching chips in the living room and staring mindlessly at the T.V. He smirked at me when I entered but didn't otherwise acknowledge my prescense.
I returned to my room and shut the door, grabbing Kyle's diary off the desk and laying down on the bed. Keeping alert for the sound of the front door, I flipped to the last entry and was pleased to find the words 'Chapter Two' heading the page.
The sound of footsteps in the hall alerted me of Stan's arrival, and I squirmed beneath the sheets. Just having him in the building made me excited.
The bedroom door opened and revealed...
Kenny.
Kenny stared at me a moment. I stammered, but couldn't get out any words. Before I could stop him, Kenny was pulling back the sheets to reveal my naked body, sprawled out before him in the worst manner possible.
"Kenny, what-?"
Before I could finish my sentance, Kenny mashed his mouth to mine. The shock was enough to keep me still for only a few seconds, but by that time I was kissing him back passionately. Stan was pushed to the back of my mind.
That was rather dissapointing. Could it be that Kyle like Kenny in actuality? Could I have misinterpreted things?
I remembered our cuddles of the night before. Although Kyle may not have been entirely aware of it, I was, and I wasn't about to let Kenny, of all people, hug Kyle in such a way.
Kyle was my property.
Woah...That was a weird thought.