you're my best friend, i'll love you forever // style

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stan's pov :

"where the fuck is mr. garrison?" said kyle boredly, as we slumped in our desks, picking at our nails.
"heh, probably got stuck at home by mr. slave. the longer they fag around, the more we get the luxury of doing nothing at skewl." cartman replied, proud of his shitty comment. at least it made kenny laugh.
   i turned in my chair to face my 3 friends. "hey guys, want to have a sleepover at my house tonight, after school? i got warcrafters 3 for my birthday and you can have four people playing!"
they all nodded and agreed.

  "hey stann!" i heard wendy's voice from across the classroom and i saw her beckoning me over. i felt butterflies and i smiled.
  "hey wendy, what's up?"
"so, i know you have some plans this weekend with your friends, but do you still think we can go on our date on sunday?" she began braiding her long black hair.
  "oh yeah, definitely. don't worry about it. you wanna wear my hat?" she smiled and put it on. i gave her a kiss on the forehead and went back to my desk.

  "what was that about?" kyle asked. "nothing, just asking about our date because we go on one every sunday." kyle looked over at wendy, who was now wearing my hat and talking to bebe.

  "good morning children, sorry i'm late. i tried faking sick but your principal wouldn't buy my act." mr. garrison said, dumping his stuff down on his table. "craig and tweek, put stripe away. a rat in the classroom is a major healthcode violation and i'm already this close to being fired."
  craig flipped him off and tweek gently put the guinea pig back in his cage.

  during class, i stared into space, waiting for this friday school day to end. after forever, the 3pm bell finally rang, and everyone left.
"ugh, you guys, wait for me you asshohles!" cartman exclaimed from down the hall. "i hope you can catch up, fat boy! meet you at stan's house!" kyle called back to him.
before we went outside, kenny put his hood back up and kyle put his hat on, then i realized that wendy still has my hat. "hey guys, i'm gonna go get my hat from wendy. i'll be right back, just meet me at the flagpole." they nodded and went over to the flag, kenny held my backpack for me.

i ran back inside the school, she usually has cheerleading afterwards. i went into the gym where they were warming up, but i couldn't find her anywhere.
"bebe! um, hi, do you know where wendy is? she still has my hat." i walked up to the blonde and she gave me an odd look.
  "she's out with clyde."

CLYDE?!
CLYDE??

  i felt a chokehold in my throat. "uh, isn't clyde your boyfriend?" she sighed as she stretched. "he took her shopping, she said it was to get a new dress for her date with you. don't worry about it."

  my heart dropped with jealousy and i clenched my fists. "i'll.. call her later. i think."
  "you can if you want. i think she left your hat in the locker room." she jogged off to the locker room.

  bebe tossed me my blue and red beanie. "let me know on monday!" she said as i walked out to go meet my friends at the flagpole. maybe she's just friends with clyde. perhaps clyde has good taste in dresses, after all, she's shopping for a date with me. my date, my girl, not clyde's.

i walked out where my friends were waiting for me and kenny handed me my backpack.
"dude, what the fuck happened in there." kyle asked as we all began walking through the snowy streets to my house. "wendy is out shopping with clyde, apparently it's to get a dress for her date with me on sunday but that's what bebe told me."

"stan, get over it. girls are ugly and overdramatic, and we're having a sleepover where no girls are allowed anyways" cartman torted.

kenny patted my shoulder and the four of us walked through the dim suburbs back to my house.