Because I know
E. Cartman
Oh crap here comes Kinny. Why is he here? I'll tell you why: 1. To fuck up my money. 2. To try and save the fucking day. Goddammit, I bet a lot of fucking money! Well, it's not like I didn't see this shit coming. Dumb ass Kenny, why did he have to mess everything up? Why God? Please God, next time could you please tell me or send me a sign or some shit before Kenny decides to fuck me! Because I like to be good and ready before I get a good hard fuck.
I look up when I hear surprised gasps in the air around me. And this is what the hell I see: Kenny holding Kyle's fist that was very close to smashing against Stan's face. Kyle looks shocked and pissed at Kenny from stopping his fist. Stan also pissed, but not as shocked.
"What the hell dude?! Let go!" Kyle says trying to get his fist out of Kenny's grip.
Kenny is surprisingly strong for someone who's skinny and doesn't have half of the muscle I packed on, but there's the skinny, mountain town hick for ya. Even though, Kenny may not live in the ghetto anymore, you can't erase about twelve years worth of surviving on whatever was given to you and fighting anyone and anything that thought that they could threaten or run over you because of your address.
"Alright, but you better not hit 'em," Kenny lets go of Kyle's fist and Kyle moves back. "Look, the cops are coming and they're just down the street. Break this shit up and go home."
Out of nowhere some kid says, "Fuck the police!" And punches Kenny in the back of the head. Pause.
Okay, for anyone who don't know who the most ruthless fighters are in this school are let me give you a quick list: Me (of course), Clyde, Kyle, Stan (It's a tie between the two assholes), Token, Kenny, Craig. Therefore with that being said it's safe to say that whoever this dude was just got knocked the fuck out! And Kenny actually gets on the ground in one swift movement to continue to punch the boy who hadn't had time to recover from that last blow.
Kyle and Stan move forward to get Kenny off of the poor boy.
"Move out of the way ass face!" Kyle says to Stan who was trying to pull Kenny off also.
"Why don't you move, you fucking douche, this is all your fucking fault," Stan retorts back.
When they got Kenny off of the boy Kenny then tries to kick the boy but misses and kicks Kyle who was picking his bag off the ground in the back of his shin. Kyle turns around quickly with a sharp, "Hey! Asshole," And walks up to Stan and pushes him.
"What the fuck is your problem?!"
Oh boy, I'm tired and hungry as hell. I step in between the two and say, "Alright assholes, its over so takes ya asses home!" The crowd gives out a loud groan and disperses. Kyle goes back over to his messenger bag and hastily pulls it over himself, but before storming off, grabs Kenny and then storms off towards the flooded student parking lot.
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I look at Stan who is now putting his shirt back on. He looks a mess as did Kyle. I know you're probably expecting me to go over and talk to him, to figure out what started it. I won't because I already know what started it.
At least go over there and see if he's okay? I won't because I know he isn't. Ask him why this happened? I won't do that because I know why. Who do you think sent that jackass over to Kyle in class to begin with?
Betting on one of those assholes and loosing my money (all thanks to Kenny) was for show, so no one would suspect a thing. I called officer Barbrady to tell him that it might be a fight going on school property and asked him if he could park down the street from the school and keep his sirens on. I convinced him that it might prevent the fight from happening if they knew the police was so close to the school. But... there is one thing I will ask Stan, "Hey asshole, wanna go to Shakey's?"