Stan yawn loudly as he made to his destination, as he got closer, he couldn't help to recall yesterday. The two silhouettes before he continued his sleep and the dream that seem to become more real. Another existence, how it seem to go on forever. Weirdly enough it gave him a reoccurring headache as he arrive to the spot. Everything familiar to him right now, the headache grew more painful.
"Oh shit, that hurts." Flashes of things that happen played his mind as he saw himself standing at the bus stop alone. Seeing that one person who wasn't ever suppose to be part of his life, he didn't understand what he saw.
He slowly walk to wait at the bus stop, Stan trying to keep his usual expression when he's near his old friends, who ignore him as much as he did to them, at least he was trying. Karen pouting at him as he pass her. "Hey Raven, are you ignoring me."She left Kenny side to be at his, she seem to not care about Cartman already speculating, as she saw him to turn to her brother. "You better watch out Kenny, think your sister a little to friendly with Stan." He watch Kenny shrugging his shoulders as he turn to look at Stan, turning away as he could see Karen moving closer to him.
"Don't mind them Raven." His focus now back to the girl standing close to him, he assume it was her hand patting on his back, not expecting her to decide to actually remain at his side. "I've always heard good things about you. I was nervous last night when we texted. I thought it would be awkward, turn out what they say is true." Stan mind couldn't help wondering why would Kenny give his sister a number to someone as troubled as himself. At least he reason to the positive side, knowing it's nicer for him to not deal with his on going loneliness. "You know it's suppose be some great food today, Chef said it'll be a healthy lunch for everyone." He look at her wondering something as his mind tingle to hearing the word Chef.
"So what is it?" She shrug her shoulders, as Stan didn't know what to make of the face she made at him. Stan really didn't know what to do with that revelation. "Do you ever wonder how weird life is Raven? I don't get why mine is the way it is, don't understand any of it." Stan listen to Karen, nodding at what she said. "I get it, it's not like I don't think those same things Karen. Not sure how to describe it except that I'm experiencing this moment now and I don't know how to feel sometimes." She gave a small nod as the bus finally arrive. The bus driver opening the doors to let every kid take a seat inside.
Stan sat down at the back of the bus, seeing Karen still close to him, taking a seat at his side. "If I'm not bothering you, can I sit with you?" He shrug his shoulders. "We're friends Karen, you don't have to ask me to sit down." She took her seat and Stan wonder why she gave him that look, as she took out her phone making sure he understood as he look up to her phone, they took a selfie together. Once the bus arrive to the school, Stan and Karen went to their lockers, first Karen then Stan. As he open his locker, the voice of Henrietta let her presence be known.
"Hey Raven. Hey Karen." He look at her, her eyes never betraying her expression. "You definitely didn't get any sleep last night Henrietta." She dug in her pockets for her phone as she held it up to look at herself and saw the bags underneath her eyes, letting a sigh of frustration as she massage her forehead. "I tried to sleep early, ended up staying very late, happens when plans don't go the way you want Raven." Karen gave Henrietta shoulder a squeeze. "That's rough Henrietta, at least it's better than no sleep." Taking her phone out to see the time, this made her walk away from Stan and Henrietta. "Class is about to start, I'll see you guys later." Karen waving at both of them, walking to another hallway of the school, Stan turn to Henrietta.
"Last night…I saw two people standing outside my house. Did you notice anything?" Henrietta let out a sigh at that fact. "Raven, I should have told you, Wendy…she's stalking you and I'm not sure when she started. I confronted her last night once I knew you're inside." Stan walking into the classroom to this sudden information, shock by the idea of Wendy stalking him. 'She did show up coincidentally that one time I went to Casa Bonita.' Stan realization is she always showed up where he went, this to the fact after many times trying to get over her. He barely notice how tense the energy in the classroom, he took a look at the two girls causing the vibe of the room. Henrietta and Wendy staring at each other with hostility not breaking eye contact as Henrietta went to sit at her desk, holding herself up, to keep from sitting down.
No words exchange, it took Stan a few seconds to comprehend while walking toward his bed as the two girls immediately got into a fight. "What the fuck you looking at bitch!?" The two girls didn't seem to waste any second punching at each other, knocking down any desk and chairs in their way. 'Damn, what the hell did they talk about last night?' Stan went to intervene the fight, he knew it'll be a bad decision to interfere when he saw both of the girls anger directed toward him. He let them fight it out as he got up, getting a headache and a sense of deja vu. He left the classroom as the loud voices continued now muffled by the closing of the door.
He took his phone out to text the one person he seem to gravitate toward at the moment. 'Hey Karen, I know you're in class, just want to send you this. Thanks for being there for me last night. See you at lunch.' Stan took a deep breath as he knew this teacher was usually late, using that time to walk back inside the classroom, the girls look up in shock of him returning. "Alright, stop with whatever you two got going on. The teacher will be here soon." Wendy about to speak, he raise his hand to stop her. "Deal with whatever later, I'm not going to miss lunch because you're jealous of Henrietta. And You." Pointing at Henrietta, watching her anger become harder to control. Stan grab her hand, leading her back to her desk.
"Sit down. Before you say anything, I'm not doing this for Wendy either, I'm doing this because you're my friend, ignore her." He walk toward Wendy with a stoic face, she rub her face at a forming bruise, indicating the now gone adrenaline. "Wendy, you got to make up your own mind cause I already did. I'm done with you, no more. No more us ever again." Wendy eyes water as she did an attempt to speak, the door open to their teacher, who is more asleep than awake. Everyone seem to have a switch turn on, whatever she was about to say stop as she went to her desk to sit down. "What the hell went on here? Two of you look beat up, I can only assume. Anything to say class?" Nobody said anything, he shake his head, picking up the tablet pencil as he began scrolling on the smart board for class.
Stan could relate to the teacher, As he look back to Henrietta typing something furiously into her phone. The vibration of the notification alerting him as he took out his phone. She was piss, a blade emoji as she felt betrayed at the way how he settled the situation. He was really tired of this, not sure he had the energy to care about the reason to them fighting. Notification from his phone again, preparing himself, only to his surprise it was the one girl he wasn't frustrated about at the moment, Karen.
'Raven, Look at what I made in class!' He look at the picture she send, a drawing of their group, the way she drew everything showed her love for the friends she made, he didn't understand the focus detail of him with the black wings. He send her an update on what happened in class along with a compliment of her drawing. A headache grew as images flash inside his mind of something being off. 'What is going on?! Ah shit…that hurts and I swear I seen myself just now at the bus stop alone.' Trying to figure out what he experience as he tried to recall, slowly picking up on a detail. 'I didn't see Karen again
in any of that, Henrietta and I should be at my house at this moment. We went back to school, then a blur.' Stan got up as the bell rang, nausea began to happen, his vision blurring as he grab his stuff.
Ignoring Henrietta even though he could hear her worry along with Wendy. Stan ran into the boys bathroom, finding an empty stall to throw up as the images continued appearing in his mind. He wasn't sure what was going on, freaking out quietly at the sense of loss consciousness. 'Am I having alcohol withdrawal?' He felt out of place as something click. He somehow rewind back in time before the stopping point of memory.
He ponder at this question before seeing the clock knowing he'll be late to meeting up his friends. He went to the sink to stare at himself before twisting to release water, not knowing what is real as he wash his face. It didn't change the fact that he shouldn't expect a second chance and make every moment not one he waste. He walk outside to see Wendy waiting across from the restroom, smiling when she confirm something. Stan realize knowing less is better as now he couldn't help feeling Wendy is still around as he walk to the cafeteria.