Chapter 2

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In study hall, they could do pretty much whatever as long as they weren't too loud. Stan took the 25 minutes to talk to the other goth kids around his age. They never actually talked much, but it was nice to have the company. Man, Stan sure did miss his old friend group. They would actually talk whenever they got the chance.

After school, Stan entered his house looking as miserable as ever. He was always like this after school. His parents just ignored him at this point, which made him feel somewhat worse. He said goodbye to his parents one time, and they didn't even ask where he was going. They didn't even respond! He did the same thing and the same thing happened. Last time though, he was just going for a walk, this time he was going behind the school to meet up with the goths. They were planning to smoke and drink, which is what they did. They also vandalized the back of the school. Stan did some graffiti; he wrote a slur and then left.

When the principal came to school the next morning, she instantly saw the slur and was very disappointed. She made an announcement as soon as  all the students were present. Stan snickered and was heard. He, once again, got sent to the principal's office. He ended up admitting that it was him who put the slur and got one month of detention. Stan didn't care. He got to detention and.. Cartman was there?

"Oh shit, it's the goth boy!" Cartman laughed.

Stan ignored him. He was tired of Cartman's bullshit.

"So what are you here for?" Cartman asked.

"Graffiti. I put 'fag' on the back of the school."

"Holy shit, that was you? Damn Stan" He laughs. 

"I was drunk"

Cartman laughed harder. He sure does like to laugh "That's not as surprising."

When they got out, it was 7th period. "Oh, hey Stan! Guess what I found out!"

"What now?"

"Kyle got kicked out of his house!"

Stan stopped walking. He what?! For what??"

"Being a fag."

"Don't call him that." Stan was angry. Yes, he wrote fag on the school, but that doesn't mean he had anything against the LGBTQ community.

"Why not? He's a F-A-G."

That was it for Stan. He clenched his fists and punched Cartman right in the nose. Soon enough, he was over Cartman on the ground and punching him repeatedly. However, this ended when teachers came out to pull Stan off of Eric. Stan had a crazy look in his eyes. He watched with those crazy eyes as the teachers took Cartman to the nurse. He was pissed the fuck off. 

"You fucking crazy bastard!" Cartman yelled as he was escorted away.

Everyone's eyes were on Stan, but he paid no attention to them. He only cared about how Kyle was doing.

"Are you fucking crazy?! Do you have ANY idea of how much trouble you are in?!" Stan's mother yelled at him.

Stan wasn't listening. He was thinking about Kyle, how he was probably all alone on the streets. He hated thinking about it, but he thought about it all throughout his parents' lecture. He didn't care about what they had to say. He knew why it happened. They didn't.

In his room, Stan was reading a book. He didn't know what book; he just grabbed one. Later, his mom came in, still angry, and told him dinner was ready.

At dinner, Stan wanted to ask his parents if Kyle could live with them. But with the situation, he thought they would most likely say no. Also given the fact that Kyle and Stan haven't talked in months, would Kyle even want to stay with him? He decided not to ask and went to his room and fell asleep.

The next day, Stan got up and did the usual; woke up, got ready, ate breakfast, walked to school, and got weird looks. Except, he knew what for. He had no regrets  about anything he did to Cartman.

"Stan?" It was Kyle. "Stan??"

"Yeah?"

"Holy shit dude. What the hell happened?"

"Cartman."

"Oh Jesus, what did the fat ass do now?"

"He called you a fag."

Kyle's eyes widened and then his face got flustered at the fact that Stan got in trouble because he was defending him. "I um.. thank you.. for defending me."

"Mhm." Stan said and walked awa-

"Wait, Stan!" Kyle stopped him.

"What's up?" Stan asked while turning around.

"Um, can we meet today after school behind the school?"

"Sure." He smiled and walked away.

When school ended, Stan kept his word and went to meet Kyle behind the school.

"Y-you came!" Kyle seemed happier than usual.

"Yeah, did you need something?"

Kyle got flustered again. "..Stan?"

"Yeah?"

Stan's eyes went wide as he realized Kyle's lips were pressed against his. His shock level fell as he melted into the kiss. It was passionate, and sweet. Damn Kyle was a good kisser. He could stay like this forever, but Kyle broke it after about a minute.

"Fuck- Geez Kyle." Stan said as he tried to cover his smile.

"I'm sorry," Kyle whispered. "I couldn't hold it in anymore, especially when you got in trouble for defending me. I just.. I don't know! I just really wanted to kiss you."

"Kyle, it's okay."

"Huh?"

"I've wanted to kiss you as well, but I never knew what to say to you. As soon as I left, I realized how important you guys were to me. I shouldn't have left. I'm so sorry. I really missed you all, but mostly you."

"Stan I-" Kyle had tears forming in his eyes. "Fuck." He ran up to Stan to kiss him again. He jumped into Stan's arms and wrapped his arms around Stan's neck. Stan caught him.

"So y'all dating now?" They heard a voice behind them.

"Huh?" they both looked over. "Kenny?" Kyle asked.

"Heyyyyy"

God. Kenny looked so good without his hood on. Kyle jumped out of Stan's arms. "What are you doing here?"

"Watching."

"No shit," Stan said. "But literally, why are you here?"

"I overheard Kyle asking you to meet him here, soo.."

"Kenny! Privacy!" Kyle almost yelled.

"Sorry, sorry. But can you blame a teenage boy for being curious?"

"I guess not.. but still!"

"Alright, alright."

Stan 'cleared' his throat. "So.."

Kenny and Kyle looked at him confused. Goddammit they're so cute. Stan looked them both up and down. Kyle was shorter than both Stan and Kenny. He was in the middle while Kenny was on the other end of him had his arms crossed across his chest and was leaning against the brick wall. Jesus Christ.. he thought he loved Kyle.. not Kyle AND Kenny. Oh well, guess he had to deal with his crush on both his best friends.

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