Before we begin today's chapter, I want to say something. PLEASE DON'T BUG ME ABOUT UPDATING! I am working on several stories at once! I do this because sometimes I get stuck on certain stories, so I have to work on something else. If I didn't, it would take even longer to update. So, please stop bothering me about it, I'm doing the best I can!

I'm excited to write this chapter. We get to see more of what everyone's relationships are like and how everyone has changed in the past year. Also, I can't wait to introduce Belle to you! I'll tell you, she's not like the usual bitchy girls I write.

Chapter 2 – Music With My Friends

On the Road Again

When the morning came, everyone was anxious. Only one more day until the music festival. Stan was looking forward to spending time with his friends and girlfriend and Cartman. Everyone started packing up their stuff so they wouldn't forget anything. And because Wendy was coming along with them this year, she was able to remind them to actually pack food. Something all eight teenagers had embarrassingly forgotten to do last year.

Stan, Kyle, Kenny, and Cartman were over at Kyle's house now, packing coolers full of food and snacks they could bring. Cheese, vegetables, fruits, crackers, and Cartman snuck a few beers in there as well. When he did, Kyle gave him a look.

"We better not have a repeat of what happened last year, Cartman," he warned the fat ass.

"What happened last year?" Stan wondered.

"Don't tell him!" Cartman snapped, but Kyle ignored him.

"You should know," he said, "It was very similar to what you did last year."

Stan's face flushed with embarrassment, and Kenny couldn't help but burst out laughing. Last year both Stan and Cartman got drunk and ended up kissing Kyle for seemingly no reason. While Kyle was cool with it, they still got embarrassed whenever he brought it up.

"Don't forget the sandwich stuff!" Kenny exclaimed when he was finally done having a laugh at Stan and Cartman's expense, "I need my pizza sammies!"

"Calm down, Kenny," Stan told him, "We won't forget the sandwich stuff!"

"Also, don't call them sammies," Kyle muttered.

After packing about three coolers with food and drinks, the boys went home to finish packing. Stan also had to figure out how many tents they were going to bring. He knew Craig and his friends had their own tent, and he was going to bring the two tents they brought last year, but what about the girls? Would Heidi and Wendy want their own tent, or would they want to share one with their boyfriends? And Stan was almost certain that Clyde would bring Belle, so there was her to consider. In the end he decided to bring an extra tent, as there wouldn't be enough room for everyone in one tent anyway. Luckily, Randy had bought a ton of extra tents for no particular reason.

When the next morning rolled around, Stan packed his stuff into the van that he had rented (there was no way seven people were fitting in his family's car!) and went to pick up his friends. Kyle had managed to somehow convinced Ike to ride in Token's car so they wouldn't have to fit more people in.

"I don't know why Cartman and Heidi can't just bring their stuff over here," Stan muttered as Kyle got into the front seat, "His house is right over there."

"This is easier," Kyle defended, "Stop complaining."

Stan pulled into the Cartman's driveway where Eric was waiting with his stuff. Stan popped the trunk and got out to help him.

"Where's Heidi?" he wondered.

"She's using the lady's room," Cartman explained, shoving his suitcase into the car, "Don't worry, I've got her stuff."

"Wow, Cartman!" Kyle called from inside the car, "You're actually being a gentleman for once in your life?"

"Shut up, Kahl!" Cartman growled back.

After Heidi got in the car, they drove to Kenny's house to pick him and Karen up before finally arriving at Wendy's. Stan got out to help her with her stuff and she greeted him with a kiss. Then she climbed in the back with the others.

"All right," Stan said eagerly as he got behind the wheel again, "Now we just got to meet Token at his house and hit the road!" He started up the car.

"I gotta pee," Heidi announced before the car could move an inch. Stan stopped.

"Didn't you just go at your own house?" he asked.

"I did," she replied with a happy grin, "I just pee a lot. You'll see." She took a swig of her water bottle (her huuuuuuge water bottle), before climbing over Kenny and Karen and getting out of the car. Cartman watched her go.

"That's my girl!" he sighed happily.

Over at Token's house, he and his friends had backed all their stuff into Token's car and got in. Tricia had called shotgun and dragged Ike to the front seat with her, leaving Craig, Tweek, and Clyde to get in the back. Token was rather glad getting them in the car wasn't nearly as much of a hassle as last year. Craig sat in between Clyde and Tweek, with Tweek gently leaning on him.

After texting Stan to say that they were heading out, Token started up the car and pulled onto the road. Clyde leaned forward and gently tapped him on the shoulder.

"Don't forget we still have to pick up my girlfriend," he reminded him. Token let out a loud, annoyed groan.

"Ugh! I hate her!" he moaned. Clyde frowned and leaned forward again and smacked Token in the back of the head. "Ow!" he hissed.

Tweek and I hate her too, but we weren't going to say so out loud, Craig thought to himself as Token started driving to Belle's house.

When they pulled up to Belle's house, they found that Belle was waiting for them on her front porch. Belle wasn't the most gorgeous girl ever, but she was fairly pretty. She had short wavy brown hair that fell just past her shoulders, and hazel eyes. Her lips were plump and red, and perpetually pouty looking. She had a hand on her slim waist and had obviously been waiting for a while. She was quite tall, even without the platform shoes she usually wore.

Clyde quickly got out of the car to help her with her suitcase. Belle gave him a quick kiss in greeting before handing him her suitcase. As Clyde took it to the back of the car, Belle walked over to the open door and slid in, much to Craig's annoyance.

It's not enough that you're a lousy bitch, he thought angrily, now you won't even let me sit next to my best friend!

"Oh," Belle spoke suddenly, without greeting any of them, "I didn't realize the black was driving." Her voice was full of disapproval.

Token glared at her through the rear-view mirror, but before he had the chance to snap at her, Clyde climbed into the car and closed the door. Craig could've sworn he saw a flash of sadness in Clyde's eyes, but it was gone almost instantly.

"All right, Token! We're all set to go!" Clyde told him. Token grumbled something under his breath and started up the car.

"So, sweetie," Belle said, turning to Clyde, "We're going to share a tent this weekend, right? Just the two of us?"

Clyde hesitated. "Well, actually, I was going to share a tent with the guys," he replied, "Like I did last year."

"Right, but this year you want to share a tent with me," Belle stated, "Because I'm your girlfriend." Clyde blinked at her.

"Of course," he said after a moment.

Craig let out a silent hiss of frustration. He already regretted agreeing to let Belle come with them, but she just gave him another reason to regret it. All he wanted was to spend time with his best friend again. They could've shared a tent together and just chatted like old times. But now he couldn't even look forward to that.

…

After Stan finally got on the road (they waited for Heidi for nearly fifteen minutes,) he found that he was quickly regretting his offer to give her a ride. He should've made Cartman and Heidi take their own car. Five minutes into the silent car ride, Heidi dug into her purse and leaned forward to shove something in Stan and Kyle's faces.

"Sugar snap pea?" she offered, holding her hand out to Stan, then Kyle, "Snap pea? Pea… oh! That reminds me! I have to pee!"

Five minutes after they got back on the highway, Heidi was leaning on Cartman's shoulder as she stared out the window. Kenny was sitting next to her with Karen on his lap, and Wendy was on the far side. Heidi suddenly spotted something out the window and her face lit up.

"Oh! Punch buggy! Yellow!" she exclaimed, and turned in her seat to punch Kenny hard on his shoulder.

"OWWWwwww…!" Kenny moaned, holding his shoulder in pain.

"Yellow," Heidi said quietly, "Oh! That reminds me! I have to pee!"

"Ooooohhh!" Kenny groaned.

"Stop being a wimp, bro," Karen told him.

Only ten minutes later after they made a quick stop, Stan was annoyed when Heidi spoke again. "Hey Stan…"

"You cannot possibly have to pee again! It is physically impossible!" Stan exclaimed, letting his frustration at constantly having to stop pour through. He could already imagine the smug look on Craig's face as he bragged about how his group got to the festival long before Stan and his friends.

"No, I just wanted to see if you wanted to listen to this CD," Heidi said, handing a CD up to him. Sighing with relief, Stan popped it in.

To his horror, it wasn't music, but a very boring audio book, about a very boring man and his very boring dog, read by a very boring narrator. Stan's eye twitched with frustration as he tried to keep his eyes on the road. It wasn't very long before he couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh my God, Heidi! Please tell me you have to pee!" he exclaimed.

Heidi chuckled, but then stopped to think. "Oh, yeah! I do have to pee!" she realized.

…

It was well past two o' clock before Stan finally pulled car through the front gate and got everyone their wristbands. He parked the car in their spot next to Token's car and hopped out. As everyone got out, Stan glared over at Craig.

"Shut up, Craig," he snarled at his smugly grinning rival. Craig and his group already had all of their stuff set up.

Ike, who had been fidgeting nervously, spotted his brother and lit up. "Kyle!" he exclaimed. Before Kyle could have time to react, Ike was latched onto his torso, refusing to let go. Grunting, Kyle tried to pull him off, but he wouldn't budge.

The two groups were camping in the woods again, but this year they were closer to the edge of the woods, near the main stage and vendors, and it didn't smell as bad. Stan and Kenny immediately went to the back of the car to start unloading, with Wendy and Heidi helping, while Kyle showed Karen, Ike, and Tricia how to build a fire. As Kenny dragged one of the tents out, he looked over to where Cartman was just standing there.

"Aren't you going to help at all?" he growled at his fat friend.

"Nah, I think you guys got it," Cartman replied in a smug grin. Kenny glared at him, then dragged the tent over to him.

"Here. Set up the tent, you lazy asshole," Kenny scowled at him before going back to the car. Grumbling to himself, Cartman did as he was told.

It took about half an hour or so, but finally they got the tents and campsite set up. Ike, Karen, and Tricia had their own tent, while Wendy and Heidi were sharing a small tent. Stan was a little surprised when he saw that Clyde and Belle were sharing a tent instead of Clyde being with his friends, but who was Stan to judge?

"I'm so glad we get to spend the festival with each other this year, Stan," Wendy said as they sat down around the firepit, "Without my parents staring at us the whole time."

"Me too," Stan admitted shyly, blushing a little.

He had a feeling this year was going to be much better than last year!

Oh Stan, how little you know. It's going to be soooooo much worse! Starting in the next chapter, shit happens, so look forward to that! What do you think will happen this year? Feel free to tell me!