The King and Queen
This has to be the weirdest show I've ever seen. But you know what? I don't care. All I care about right now is Georgie being snuggled into me. We're just lounging around in my living room watching something that has fully captivated his attention and he just looks so cute right now. I'm probably going to get chewed out for skipping school today...if anyone finds out, but seeing as it's nearing school's end it doesn't look like that's gonna happen.
Who cares if I miss at least one day of school to hang out with this adorable creature in my lap? I'm just going to sit through hour long lectures over something I already know and be assigned homework I've already done so what's the use? It's also a good thing Kyle is still at school and mom is out at one of the community meetings and dad's at his office. Perfect.
"Hey, what are you smiling about, love?"
"Nothing," I reply running my hands through Georgie's dark hair. He just rolls his light grey eyes at me before gluing them back to the screen.
"You are such a weirdo sometimes." He comments idly.
I chuckle lightly, "That's like the pot calling the kettle black. You've been watching a show about a group of people that are literally being buried alive."
"What? It's interesting."
"You're not the only person that thinks that," I mention. The only reason we're able to watch this episode was because someone saved it on the TV.
"This is so cool and you're just a pussy conformist." Georgie states in the most nonchalant tone I've ever heard.
"No, I'm just not into Taphephilia."
"What are you into?"
"You."
Georgie stares at me before blushing and lightly pushing my face away, "Whatever."
Georgie returns to laying all over my lap and watching his show and I continue to play with his silky strands for what feels like only ten minutes. We both instantly jump up at the sound of the front door opening and instantly separate as Kyle walks into the living room.
"Hey, what are you two doing here?"
"I could ask you the same. You're early?"
"No, school ended about twenty minutes ago. Half of that I spent driving home, how'd you get here before me?"
"I-I-"
"I gave him a ride," Georgie speaks up and we both turn our attention to him. "I skipped my last period and he just came running out."
Kyle nods as he slides out of his black leather jacket before throwing it over his arm, "Georgie, you gotta stop breaking traffic laws just to get my little brother home," I erupt into laughter at Georgie's mock appalled expression.
"I would never."
"So, two weeks ago you didn't almost rear-end a guy for driving too slow?"
"How do you know about that?"
"You flipped me off!" Kyle replies trying not to laugh himself.
"Ooh...yeah." Is all Georgie says and Kyle just ruffles his hair fondly as he makes his way into the kitchen.
"Anyway, how was school?" Kyle asks from the kitchen and Georgie and I look at each other quickly before I open my mouth to speak.
"It was good."
"Yeah? What happened today in freshmen land?"
"Nothing much just work, lunch and even more work."
"Wow, how exciting. So, nothing?"
"Nope, just a regular day. How was your day dear brother?"
"My day was cool my fine brother." Kyle walks back into the living room with a powerade in his hands, "I'm so psyched for the start of basketball season. Although, Coach is thinking about starting practices early this year and with everything else that's going on that may not be a bad idea."
"Why?"
"Good stress reliever."
"I thought you had other means for that."
Kyle chuckles, "Not that type of stress. But this year is going to awesome for our team, I can feel it."
"I hear our football team is doing great too."
"As always."
"So, what are you doing today?"
"Nothing fabulous that's for sure."
"Yeah, but what exactly?"
"I don't know, I'll probably visit Craig or something."
Crap. "Why?"
"Why not?"
"I don't know. You look kind of tired dude, maybe you should take a nap or something or go for a run, that always makes you feel better right?"
"Maybe, but I don't feel really tired."
"You sure?"
"I'm sure.
"Anything you're supposed to be doing other than being...here."
"Not now, no. What are you guys up to?"
"Nothing, we were just going to watch a show about someone being buried alive."
Kyle glances at the TV where it is paused, "Okay, well I'll leave you guys too it."
"Kay, bye Kyle." Georgie and I say simultaneously.
Once we hear the faint sound of Kyle's door closing we both release our breaths that we were holding.
We continue with the show, but reluctantly we sit a bit further apart incase Kyle or anyone decides to pop back in. That was a close call, but for the most part Kyle doesn't suspect a thing. My mind is worry free until Georgie stands up to take a bathroom break and I pause the TV again. And how the hell didn't I notice this. My heart rate picks up and a lump forms in the pit of my stomach and I try everything in my power to will this feeling away. Even as Georgie returns and quickly pecks me on the cheek before reclaiming his spot. Even as I un-pause the screen it just will not go away.
Clearly when I paused the TV from earlier it shows that we were watching this for over an hour. And school just ended approximately twenty-five minutes ago...and he saw, but didn't say anything. I'm screwed. Not only have I been caught lying, but Kyle will be more suspicious of everything I do now.
"Are you okay?" beside me, but a few meters away Georgie is staring at me. His facial appearance shows his usual nonchalance, but his eyes are flooded with concern.
And even though I'm practically freaking out right now I just nod trying to convince myself that it's nothing and that Kyle will never figure it out, not until I tell him. And that we will just have to be more careful now, "Yeah, I'm okay."
"Dude it's most likely nothing. I mean it's Filmore, he's a cool guy. He may be a little bit of a brat, but I'm most likely gonna take him under my wing."
"Like how Connor did to you?"
"Exactly. I see potential in him plus he wants to eventually make captain."
"Yeah, he is pretty good on the field, but I caught him making out with my sister dude."
"Yeah, but you were literally spying on them."
"Just because I like to keep my sister safe doesn't mean I'm spying."
"Dude, dressing up in all black with some sort of mask does qualify as spying."
"Well, I couldn't be obvious okay?" Kenny relents and I smile as I continue to barely watch ESPN. "It's not like I still dress up in cape-" I can't help it I burst into laughter at the mention of an eighteen year old Kenny dressed in a cape and huge mysterion hat. "Stop laughing you turd." I can't help it, I try to imagine hiding his now long blonde hair up in a ridiculous decorated hat.
"Wow Shelly, nice come back."
"Seriously, the only reason I still do this is to protect."
"From what dude? Someone who steals candy bars?" After my laughter winds down and I can breathe properly again I gently tap my blue sock covered foot against Kenny's abdomen, "Don't worry, Bruce Wayne would be proud."
"Yes, because that's all I've ever wanted was to be Batman's kid. For him to finally understand that this is my true calling," Kenny says and I laugh at how dramatic he is.
"On a serious note, have you told her yet?"
"No, I'm thinking about doing it sometime this week." I nod and glance down at my new transparent Captain America's Shield designed Iphone as it chimes with a text. I get as far as reading the name of the sender before Kenny plops right on top of me. I move my phone out of reach which causes Kenny to wiggle his eyebrows at me.
"Who's that?"
"None of your business you perv..." I comment just to see Kenny's reaction and as expected he just gives me an impish grin that I honestly find a bit taunting. He doesn't say anything else and I wish he would considering he's practically laying on top of me. We're just staring at each other, daring the other to look away first. After a minute or so Kenny leans in first his long golden blonde hair framing his face and I try to calm my heartbeat from spinning out of control at the action. I can feel his breath against my lips as he softly pecks my lips.
I stare up at Kenny's sky blue eyes as he sits up and agilely climbs off of me. He takes up his original spot next to me and picks up the remote to flip channels, "Gross is there anything other than reality tv shows on?" Kenny groans and I chuckle at his frustration to which I notice his lips upturned in a small smile.
Why does it seem so...easy with Kenny? Its supposed to be awkward to kiss one of your best friends, right? But here we are watching some dumb housewives show and laughing our asses off at the shenanigans. I try to compare it to one of Craig's kisses, but those are purely friendly considering he's kissed all of his closest friends in some way or another.
(*)
When Kenny goes upstairs to grab something I remember that I received a text earlier. I unlock my screen and go to my messages, scrolling past all of the bullcrap I don't feel like reading and click on the one I got almost twenty minutes ago.
From: Broflovski
Bored.
I roll my eyes at his one word text, but reply anyway.
Me: So?
Surprisingly he replies within a few seconds.
Broflovski: Do you wanna come over?
Me: Why?
Broflovski: To play video games. U up for it or not?
I contemplate this. It was actually cool playing Xbox with Kyle last week at his party, it was the first real glimpse of the old Kyle that I've gotten in so long. My answer is automatic.
Me: Ok.
Broflovski: In 5.
Me: Or else?
Broflovski: I'll sic my dog on you.
Me: You don't even own a dog. Shelia would never let you have one.
Broflovski: Thank you for that fun fact.
Me: I still have sparky and I'm thinking about getting a new one.
Broflovski: And?
Me: Do you want one?
Broflovski: Are you seriously offering to buy me a dog?
Me: Only if you want.
Me: There's plenty of dogs at the shelter that need homes.
Broflovski: ...Yeah...anyway, are you still coming or what?
Me: Yeah after I leave Kenny's house.
Broflovski: You hang out with Kenny a lot?
Me: Why do you care?
Broflovski: I don't. Just asking.
Me: Uh huh.
"Hey, I found it!" Kenny cheers as he plops back on the sectional sofa with me. I take the guitar pick out of Kenny's fingers. It must have fell out of my back pocket last time I was over and although I have more this one is special.
"Thanks Ken," I reply and Kenny nods before propping his black drawstring sweatpants clad legs on my lap as he reads something on his pizza Iphone. When he sits his phone back on the coffee table with a frown I feel the need to ask, "What's wrong?"
"Its Butters. His fuckwit parents grounded him again."
"Why?"
Kenny looks a little hesitant at first before answering, "They caught him having sex with Pete."
"The goth?"
"Yes."
"Wow."
"I know."
"I honestly didn't think Butters was Pete's type."
"I mean who isn't."
I snort trying not to laugh at how curious Kenny sounded, "What?
"I mean he's just everyone's type. Butters that is."
"Maybe," I reply a little unsure of what Kenny's trying to say. "Anywho, I think I'm going to go now," I say standing up.
"Alright, see you later man. I'll text you or somethin'."
"Okay, and you wanna get milkshakes after school tomorrow?"
Kenny stares at me from upside down on the long sofa, "It's a date."
I wave off Kenny's charming smile before leaving.
"Shelly have you seen my lime converses?"
"Lime? Do you mean the green ones that you left somewhere in the hallway?"
"No, I mean my lime converses. But thanks for the info." Jessica turns her nose up and walk out of my room and into the hallway to look for her shoes.
"They're green," I call and I snort in laughter picturing her wrinkled nose. "Lime is a shade of green." I say to her as she plops her lazy ass on my bed to lace up her shoes. Jessica doesn't reply and only briefly flips me off. I pretend to kick my light blue colored sock foot at my best friend's head and she just stands and stares at me with a fake annoyed huff.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"C'mon on, what is it?" I press.
"Do you wanna go to the movies or something tonight? I'm bored."
"You're always bored."
"Yeah because I literally can't stay still for five seconds! So please entertain me!" Jessica pleads pushing her pastel blue colored hair close to mine, honey eyes boring into my regular brown ones. People honestly love Jess because she's so cool and laid back, but anyone who's ever spent more than a few hours with her on a daily basis knows that she's extremely eccentric and I love her regardless.
"I thought you had a meeting with your lacrosse team that you have to go to later?"
"No, it's canceled," I don't say anything and a few seconds later Jessica stares at me with puppy eyes. She is absolutely horrible when she does this. Not that she's bad, but because she looks so adorable it's terrifying.
"Okay. I was gonna let you come with me you jerk off."
"Great, love you Shell. So where are we going."
"To Casey's frat house."
"Really?!" Jessica asks incredulously.
"What? You wanted to come and I already promised I would come tonight."
"Great, so I'm stuck being a third wheel again."
"No, we're just going to hang out and watch movies or somethin'. Seriously." I reassure as Jessica raises a skeptical finely arched brow.
"Fine, but as long as you keep Andy away from me. He's such a freaking idiot," She adds on with a roll of her eyes.
"Deal."
(*)
Jessica and I hurry up the short stairs to the large frat house and I try to ignore the biting wind through my jacket as we approach the front door. I ring the doorbell and we wait a few seconds before the door swings open to reveal Casey.
"Hey Shell," Casey smiles charmingly at me before his eyes glide over to Jessica standing next to me.
"Hey Jess-"
"Yeah, yeah, hey Casey," Jessica says impatiently with a wave of her hand and Casey just smirks.
"What crawled up your leg and died?"
"Be nice," I comment before Jessica can retort, "We're freezing our asses off so if you don't mind." Casey opens the door wider and we both walk in.
"Nice decorations, festive-" Jessica comments arms crossed in front of her chest.
"Thanks." Casey replies as he takes my jacket.
"But it's still tacky."
"Who dares insult my decorating skills?" A voice asks from behind us.
"Decorating skills? Barely." Jessica replies turning around only to be met with Casey's frat brother Andy's smiling face.
"Jessica darlin' where have you been lately?" Andy continues to smile and Jessica obnoxiously groans in irritation and Casey and I just watch them both in amusement.
Andy is the textbook definition of a preppy flamboyant rich kid. And Jessica completely hates him. Andy is admittedly hot, but good looks be damned in Jessica's case. It doesn't matter that besides being good looking he's really funny, top of his class, and an all around cool guy Jessica just doesn't like him. Although, that doesn't stop him from hitting on her every chance he gets. She swears it's to get a rise out of her, but clearly he's just has a major crush on her, right? Who else would try this hard?
"Not around you."
"Clearly, or else I wouldn't have asked." Andy runs his long fingers through his long wavy black hair in the way a supermodel might.
"What do you want?" Jessica asks impatiently.
"I should be asking you the same thing. You are in my frat house?"
"Yeah, well screw you. I'm only here to watch scary movies or The Lion King."
"What a coincidence, I was just setting up the game room where we'll be having this 'movie night'. Hopefully I'll get a seat next to you and then we can maybe catch up."
"No thank you, I don't enjoy you're 'chirping' personality as much as you do."
"Why? I quite enjoy yours," Andy replies sarcasm dripping from his words.
"Fuck you," Jessica says in a dull tone.
"I dare you."
"Gross," Jessica replies her brown cheeks tinting slightly red before turning away and Andy trailing her like a lost puppy.
"Soulmates," Casey comments in a fake sickly sweet voice and I smirk.
"Totally."
"Hey, Case!" Someone calls and we both turn around.
"Hey Con," Casey smiles as another hot guy stops in front of us, "Shelly, this is Connor Ackles." Ackles? That sounds familiar, but I just can't remember where I've heard the name from.
"Hey," Connor holds his hand out for me to shake.
We shake hands briefly and I still can't place his name for the life of me. I feel like I should be making some connection. "This is Connor's second semester here, but he's practically been apart of our family for awhile."
"Yeah, my dad is an alumni here and was a past frat brother and so was his father and so on." I just nod from the lack of anything really substantial to say to that.
"I actually wanted you guys to meet earlier because Connor here is actually from Colorado."
"Oh, really? Where?"
"South Park." Bingo.
"Me too."
"Well, this is interesting?"
"Did you go to Park County?"
"Yeah, best high school in the state."
"You said your last name is Ackles? Did you play on our high school football team?"
"I was captain."
"Exactly. I heard of you, I was a grade ahead of you."
"You a fan of football?"
"No, my brother Stan is on the football team and I would go to his games sometimes."
"Stan Marsh? You're his sister?"
"Yup, the one and only Shelly Marsh."
"Your brother is awesome. I actually invited him up here during our march madness celebration."
"Recruiting early?" Casey asks Connor with a smirk.
"Stan would make a perfect addition to our family."
"You and my brother really close?"
"Very." Is all Connor says with a glint in his eye that I can't quite decipher. Connor smiles charmingly as ever and I just give a polite smile back as he and Casey continue to talk about things I don't really care about. Eventually we're (thankfully) interrupted by an angry scream of, "Casey get you're gross brother away from me!" With a weary sigh on Casey's part all three of us decide to go to the large game room.
Inside there is everything from two popcorn machines, pool tables placed in different sections of the room, and a dart board section horribly placed near the bar that is stocked to the brim and includes a kegerator. They also have arcade machines sorted around games ranging from Pac Man to Tron, pinball, foosball, mini basketball hoops. All in all it's a pretty incredible game room. As soon as Casey, Connor and I enter the decorated game room Jessica rolls her eyes at whatever she and Andy were talking about before grabbing me and sitting us among the plush pillows on the long sectional dark leather sofa.
"What do you all want to watch?" Casey asks.
"The Lion King!" Jessica answers and I chuckle at her enthusiasm before picking up the popcorn bowl on the glass coffee table and popping some in my awaiting mouth.
Jessica grabs a handful as well and eats a few before abruptly asking, "Who made this?" She didn't shout but everyone in the room stops and looks at us.
"I did," Connor says and all eyes turn to him before looking back for Jessica's reaction.
"Awesome. Make my popcorn every time," Connor shoots her one of his charming smiles before turning back to one of the guys at the foosball table.
Casey finally goes over to the huge flat screen and puts on Jessica's favorite-The Lion King and more people shuffle in to watch the movie and drop off even more candy. Casey sits down next to me and I'm happily sated.
(*)
After watching the last four movies someone switches it to Gone Girl and I shift uncomfortably from sitting for too long and glance longingly to the soft pallet of covers and pillows on the floor that Jessica has moved to lay on despite unknowingly giving Andy (who's sitting on the couch a few meters away from me) a clear shot of her ass. I stand and stretch, my bones popping back in place, and decide to go get some air that didn't consist of buttery popcorn and chocolate.
"Hey, where are you going?" Casey asks reaching over the arm of the sofa to gently hold my wrist,
"Outside for a few minutes."
"Are you okay? Do you need me to come?"
"No, I'm okay, just tired of sitting down."
"I'll come-"
"No, seriously stay here and hangout with your brothers, I'll be back." Reluctantly Casey lets me go and I smile to myself at his puppy dog act.
After maneuvering through all of the bodies in the room I exit and make my way out of the back patio door. I lean against the brick wall and check my emails and messages. I don't feel the need to answer any of them so when the name Skylar pops up I stop my thumb from scrolling down. I press the voice message and listen to it.
"Hey Shell...uhm I know you're probably wondering why I'm even calling you right now. A-and honestly I don't know why either...I just wanted to call and say 'hey'." Skylar chuckles at that and I laugh as well,
"How's life at Uni? Life here in South Park is the same as usual, but you probably already know that. Well anyway I hadn't talked to you since our last meeting at Harbucks and honestly it feels weird not having to meet you at crazy hours of the night or morning anymore..." There's a long pause and I quickly glance at my phone to see if the message ended, but it's still going. I put the phone back to my ear and Skylar speaks again, "Okay, I'm gonna go now, hopefully you get this and it doesn't accidently disappear in a black hole or anything," I laugh at that and the message finally ends. I stare at my phone for a few seconds before saving the message. I don't know why, but I do.
"Hey there," A voice speaks and I turn around hoping it's Casey, but I'm sadly mistaken as I watch as one guy is pushed against the brick wall farther down from where I'm standing. They haven't even noticed me but even from here I can make out Connor's grey v-neck as he's pushed against the brick house. I'm in a mild shock as I watch a guy with immaculate blonde hair in a light blue polo and white jeans and cardigan practically devour his face. They make out for a while before Connor pushes the guy away.
"What?" The blonde guy asks as he wipes his mouth, breath still labored.
"You can't just attack me like that." The blonde rolls his eyes as Connor continues, "What if one of my frat brothers saw us?"
"So? I drove all the way here just to see you and-"
"Look, calm down," Connor caresses the blonde's cheek briefly, "Tell me the good news first."
"Can't that wait?" He kisses Connor's long fingers and that was admittedly a little hot.
"No," Connor replies gruffly before moving his hand away completely.
"Please-" The blonde starts, but stops short at Connor's cutting look. "Fine," He says plainly, "What do you want to know first?"
"How's the queen?" Connor asks as he begins to pace.
"She's handled," The blonde snorts, "She went down without out a fight really. I honestly thought there would be more of a blowback." Who refers to someone by code names anymore? And who the hell did he handle?
"And the king?"
"Dealing. He's actually been taking this well. Everything is on track."
"Great. So is there anything I should be worried about?"
The blonde looks hesitant to answer, but answers with a short, "No."
Connor nods and accepts the blonde's kiss before breaking the connection between their lips briefly, "I really hope you're not lying to me."
"No, never." The blonde whispers back and I have to strain my ears to hear.
"Why is that?"
"Because."
"You want this just as bad as me, huh?"
The blonde bites his bottom lip as he pulls away, "Yes."
"I wish I didn't feel this way." The blonde stares at Connor for awhile before hugging him close.
"I know. Me too." Nothing more is said as the two continue to make out and Connor removes the cardigan from the blonde's arms and-
"Shelly."
(*)
"Fuck!" I bite my fist to muffle my curse as I turn around to face Casey. "What are you doing here?" I whisper.
"I was looking for you, you've been out here for a while now. Are you okay?" I don't say anything and let Casey lead me through a side door that leads into the foyer.
"Yeah," I finally say as I relish the warmth of the frat house. "I was just checking my messages and zoned out for a bit."
"You sure?" I nod and smile lightly at Casey's constant concern for me.
"We can go back to the game room if you want."
"No, I'm kinda," Casey leans against the wall behind him, "Tired of that. Wanna go upstairs?"
"Sure, I'm cold and sleepy." Casey nods and we make our way up the curved stairs and down the left hallway. We stop momentarily at the sound of a scream (or moan) and I pray that it is not Connor and his blonde what's-his-face. Casey approaches the door and because I can't take the suspense I push lightly on the half closed door only to reveal the two bashful culprits.
"Really Jessica?"
"Oh, this is like Spring Break all over again!" Casey comments as he whips out his large gold customized Iphone and takes a few pictures.
"Get out!" Jessica screams throwing a pillow at Casey's face before jumping out of the large bed.
"Way to kill the mood bro," Andy says with a roll of his eyes before climbing out after Jessica.
"This is so embarrassing!" Jessica screams at Andy who tries to calm her down.
"Very," Casey and I agree as we look through the pictures.