Last Day Of Summer

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Hey guys look!! It's my first official fanfic! Remember to read the desc for warnings and all that stuff and I hope u enjoy >:))) (Also you xan probably skip this chapter it just gives some context about Kenny)

~~~Kenny's POV~~~

I rolled over in bed and pulled the covers over my shoulder. For summer, it was still really cold and since my house didn't have heating I had to rely on my blankets for warmth. I unwillingly opened my tired eyes and rubbed them so that I could see. Ah, the last day of summer. 

This Summer wasn't too eventful (for a South Park kid, at least) I mostly just sat at home watching TV and listening to my family argue. But sometimes I could come over to one of my friends houses and we would be able to check another thing off our "Summer Break Bucket List". It was basically a list of fun things we made on the last day of school but were too lazy to actually do during the summer. Wanting to see what was left, I grabbed the strap of my backpack and slid it over to me while not leaving the bed. 

I pulled out my favorite green notebook, decorated with stickers of blackberries, acorn trees, and crows. Most people wouldn't know but I actually liked nature. It sucked that the only time you could see it is in the hottest days of summer but I did get a few neat glances of it before it started to become frosty again. I flipped over to the page where Cartman's sloppy handwriting wrote "Sumer Bucket List!!!".

I smacked my hand on my face. How did this bitch spell "Summer" wrong!? Neverminding that, I sifted through the list, mentally checking all the things we already did.

Go to the water park, check.

Paint Kyle's fence with paint balloons, check.

Give Butters braids, check.

Use nuclear warfare on Nebraska, check.

Hm, maybe we got more things done than I thought. I kept running my finger over the handwriting until I got to one. 

Make cupcakes.

I cocked my head to the side. "It's boring but I guess it works" I muffled into my face shield. I pushed my covers aside and hopped out of bed. I silently scurried into the kitchen, grabbing the first cupcake liners and sprinkles I could see. Then, darted back into my room. I stuffed them into my bag without a second glance and grabbed my phone to call up Kyle.

My phone  was an old Nokia burner Stan had given me when he was cleaning out his room. He had almost not given it to me because it was so busted. "But how could someone not love this?" I thought while holding it up. This phone was like treasure to me. And Karen had made a keychain for it out of some orange, yellow, and blue beads. She also put some special beads on it like a star and a metal one. When she presented it to me I literally cried of joy-

I turned my phone on and went to my contacts list. I clicked on Kyle's contact and began to text. "Hey Ky wanna make cupcakes :p" I sent to him in pixelated font. He immediately replied back due to always being on his phone. "Sure, come on over." I smiled under my hood and stuffed my phone back into my backpack. I rolled down my sleeves and put on some jeans before slinging my bag over my shoulder and heading out. Since everyone slept late, I had no one to say goodbye to or tell them where I was going. (Though, it's not like they would care anyways).

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After a while of walking, I arrived at Kyle's familiar house. It was kind of like a second home and I tried to stay there as long as possible. It seemed like things were just better there. I casually waltzed over to the door and knocked, waiting to be greeted by someone. Footsteps were heard on the other side of the door, getting louder each second. The door opened swiftly and Kyle  stood there with a smirk. "Woah..you got here fast" he said in astonishment. I nodded, making my hood rustle a little. I let myself in as usual and took off my shoes. Kyle led me to the kitchen where we would be baking. He tried making small talk "So how are things?" he said as he leaned on the counter. I placed my bag down on the table "Mmhr mrhp mhrphm" I replied meaning "Same as usual". Somehow he always knew what I was saying and he nodded in agreement. 

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