Stan groaned as his alarm clock went off. It nearly gave him a headache, and as he rose up from his bed, he wiped his eyes with his fingers before turning the alarm clock off. "What a pain," he said, yawning before stretching his arms. He remembered his mother always said, "Even on your worst days, you still have to pull yourself up!"
Stan went to the bathroom, and turned on the sink. After splashing cold water on his face, he took a shower, brushed his teeth, brushed his hair, and slipped into his signature outfit. He slung his backpack on his shoulders. He then heard his mother yelling from the bottom of the stairs. "Stanley, your breakfast is ready!" He sighed, making his way downstairs, though with every step, his muscles were hurting as if he ran a marathon the previous day. He wondered why he didn't stay in bed. When he made it to the kitchen, he spotted his sister, Shelly eating silently, and his mother, Sharon placed the plate of oatmeal in front of him. Although the siblings knew their mother was trying her best to act normal, the little eye contact and talk was agonizing. Stan wanted to dwell on how badly his family had fallen apart, but he instead left the house without saying a word.
When he reached the bus stop, he noticed his friends, Cartman, Kyle, and Kenny were there, as usual. Stan couldn't be bothered with them today. "Fucking assholes," he murmured, walking past the trio. Stan expected most of the people at the school would leave him behind, but he couldn't expect the same for his three friends. But among the trio, Kyle was the one who Stan had the best bond with. He would expect him to be the only person left in his life. As he continued walking to school, he couldn't help but think about how his friendship with Kyle came to a end.
Stan started crying, and he wiped away the tears in his eyes that were running down his cheeks as he remembered his breakup with his best friend. He thought Kyle knew he would forget about that day, because while he was drunk, he wasn't drunk enough to gain amnesia. Stan was disheartened his friend left him, and he began wondering who else was there for him. If Kyle left him, then it was almost guaranteed that nobody else would return.
Stan shuffled his feet as walked over the snowy sidewalk, and put his hands in his pockets. He knew his former friends were behind him, and that they wouldn't care about his presence. He felt as though he was being stabbed by a knife in the chest, and wanted to cry again.
He wondered how it would've gone if one of the other three boys were in his situation. Stan was a firm believer in trusting beloved people, even if they're at their worst, and although he would've stayed, things don't always go as planned. He then suspected that leaving his friends behind might've been the right thing to do.
Stan still wanted a warning this would happen. He would've appreciated if his friends directly told him why they were leaving him, since he couldn't read minds. When Stan arrived at school, he was mentally prepared for the fact that everyone in the school would want to avoid him, as if he had a disease. Stan did a small laugh, because he believed that his twisted sense of humor would get him through.
As Stan approached his locker, grabbing everything he needed, he thought about his old friends being in the same first class as him. He couldn't help but wonder if they were bad-mouthing him behind his back, since it's very likely.
Meanwhile, in the classroom, Kyle felt uneasy. He looked at Kenny before the teacher, to make sure he wasn't being spied on, and when he was sure he was safe, Kyle threw a piece of candy on Kenny's desk to gain his attention. He looked at Kyle, who started writing on a ripped piece of paper from his book. When he was done writing, he once again ensured the teacher wasn't looking, and threw the note over to Kenny.
Kenny read the note before scribbling his answer bellow Kyle's question. The two went back and forth passing and writing on the paper, and when they were finished, Kyle came to the conclusion that Stan now hates his old friends, though Kenny said that Stan might've instead been mad, insisting hate is a strong word.
Kyle was slightly relieved that it wasn't hate, but anger that Stan likely was experiencing, but it didn't change the fact that he felt like a failure. Kyle was about to go back to his thoughts, but the second school bell rang, and he sighed. He then looked back at Kenny, who passed him a new note he wrote. Just as about Kyle was about to write something back, he heard the door swing open.
When Stan walked into the classroom, he carefully closed the door and made his way to his seat next to Kyle. Stan felt awkward. Whenever Stan looks at Kyle, he's already staring at him. He wonders if Kyle had been talking smack, and if Cartman or Kenny were staring at him. He was relieved he at least knew the later wasn't true.
As Stan looked at Kyle again, Stan's cheeks were getting red hot, and Kyle thought Stan's blue eyes were breathtaking despite his clear depression. Stan soon dragged his eyes away from Kyle, and resumed to his class work, although his heart was beating rapidly.
Kyle knew that despite his good intention of ending his friendship with Stan, he is worried Stan will be under the impression that Kyle wanted to avoid him, possibly out of hate instead of helping him. Kyle figures he could just talk to Stan, in the hopes of making him understand why he ended their friendship. He also wished Stan never told him he loved him with such ease, because it made Kyle's intestines tie into knots, and made him want to vomit.
