Aged up to 18/19 this time, mixing up a bit XD
I stared the group of four boys and two stood to the side as the other two physically fought, tackling each other to the ground and hitting each other. I sighed as the remaining two simply took a few steps back when the fighting pair came near them.
"Alright, Kenny, that's enough, I think he gets the point now." The blond, who's orange jacket was on the floor, his white t-shirt being yanked and torn by the guy he was fighting. His friend tugged him back by the back of his shirt. He was quite tall, rather lanky to be honest, although now he was fairly scratched up from this other guy.
"You get the point now, Cartman?" So they knew each other...I stayed sat on the bench I was on, observing them further.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, I get it."
"Interesting..." I mumbled to myself, sipping my coffee.
"That girl's staring at us." The blond shrugged, grabbing his jacket and slipping it back on, but not zipping it up.
"So go talk to her about it, Kyle." Kyle must be the one with the green beanie...The boy in question shrugged with a nod.
"Alright." The three remaining boys shared look.
"Kyle, I was kidding-" And Kyle was already on the move towards me. It didn't take him very long.
"Hello." I greeted with a smile, looking to the teenager a I held my hot drink in both hands to keep them warm.
"Why are you staring at me and my friends?" I shrugged, sipping my drink and glancing back to his friends, who were staring at us conversing.
"You're interesting, and I get bored, so I people-watch on my break."
"What the hell is 'people-watch'ing?" I smiled again when the blond of the group looked at me rather than his friend.
"Watching people out of boredom in one place." Kyle slowly nodded.
"Who are you, by the way? Do you know one of us, or...?" I shook my head.
"My name is (Y/n), I've only been in South Park a couple years, so hardly long enough to actually meet people my age....hence the people-watching..." Kyle looked over to his friends as I held strong eye contact with the blond, he seemed hesitant about me. "Is your friend okay?"
"Which one?" I shrugged.
"The cute blond..."
"Cute blond....? You mean Kenny?" I nodded, taking my eyes from Kenny and back to Kyle. He smiled a little. "Yeah, he's fine...Single too." I felt my face flush a little as I looked down to my drink. "You interested? I can give him your number if you want..." I bit my lip a little, looking back up to Kyle.
"Really?" He nodded, offering comforting smile.
"Yeah, he's not seeing anyone at the moment, and you actually fit his type, so...I'd kind of be doing him a favour..." And so I nodded, silently agreeing to give up my number. "Great." Kyle's smile brighter a little more. "If you put your number into my phone, I'll text it to Kenny." I nodded again and took his phone from his hand, typing in my number.
"Fuck off did he get her number!?" The larger of his group of friends called out. I handed the phone back to Kyle and he was on his phone for a few seconds before slipping it back into his pocket.
"Well it was great to meet you, and hopefully we will all be seeing more of you..." I offered him a smile.
"Thank you, it was nice to meet you too." I stood up, and headed back towards work.
