I absolutely hate him.
Stan M
I'm in my last period of the day surrounded by everyone. Everyone asking me about the fight and all types of shit they think I should do. The only person I'm barely listening to is Craig. He's trying to give me some 'tips' on fighting.
Its not like I don't know how to fight I've beat plenty ass before. Pun intended, but Craig… Craig is a fucking beast when he's pissed off. He's been arrested every year since the 8th grade; have to see the counselor Mr. Mackey every four days and is constantly in the principle's office almost everyday. It's like he blacks the fuck out when he's angry. When he's not blacked out he's one of the chillest people you could meet. I don't know how he does that shit.
Every since the 7th grade my group combined with Craig's group of friends and we've been best friends every since. When the Kyle and I situation blew up our group of friends already knew before everybody else did so it came to no surprise when we both just stop talking to each other. Our friends didn't choose sides just words; they didn't dare speak of Kyle when they hung out with me and vice versa.
The bell rings and I automatically stand up and dash for the door with a massive crowd behind me. I faintly hear Clyde shouting something at someone and someone shouting back, but I ignore it; too pumped up right now.
When I reach the back of the school I automatically strip the shirt I'm wearing and showing the white tank top I have on underneath. There's already a crowd circling around. I look at the crowd and see some of the dumb-ass teachers there. When I hear the roar of the crowd grow louder I look to see that the dick I'm supposed to be fighting just showed up dropping his bag on the ground. He walks forward and I'm already sizing him up. He looks pissed and I'm glad, I grin. This is what every one's been waiting for.
Cartman steps in the middle and with a big smile on his face. Cartman's lost some weight the summer before freshmen year and has surprisingly been keeping it stable. He's just more muscular now, but still eats like the sack of shit he's always been. Cartman is still the same person he's always been, but I know somethings changed with him.
"Okay, assholes this is how it's going to go. There are no rules and whoever beats the other into a bloody pulp first wins," Cartman steps back.
"Let's just get this over with," Kyle says annoyed.
"Don't worry this shit would be over before you can even think to land a hit."
"Yeah, we'll see about that."
Kyle strikes out so fast punching me hard in the face leaving me stunned for a second before I punch Kyle back in the stomach almost knocking the wind out of him. We both go like this for at least 15 minutes both beaten, but not standing down. The crowd is still riled up and I know this is going to go on forever until the cops get here.
I have never been arrested before, but from what Craig, Kenny, Cartman, Christophe and Damien tells me it is not pleasant. I know Kyle's never even thought about going to jail. If Kyle ever got arrested Shelia would be absolutely livid. Reminds of Kyle's slip up in 8th grade where after dinner one night Ike and Kyle got into a huge argument about something I remember asking Kyle about (but as usual then Kyle tried to write it off being because Ike was just being a dick head). And Kyle being the hot headed Jew he is, got so mad that he ran into his room and punched the wall so hard his fist made a hole through the wall that you could actually see through. The wall was fixed up, but Kyle ended up with a broken hand and having to go to anger management counseling. Even then Shelia acted as if Kyle had committed the worst act ever.
Fuck it, this is all Kyle's fault anyway, and just like he was back then he's still such an asshole. Everything is Kyle's fucking fault. When Kyle's about to strike out at my face again, I dodge only to realize someone stopped Kyle's fist. Turning to see who it was and who everyone was staring at I'm not really surprised at who it is. Kenny.