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"You can't tell right?" Kyle asks me. We were at the coffee shop for a while then decided to leave because Craig and tweek were getting a little bit to flirty with each other. Kenny offered for all of us to go to his house and get buzzed, and of course we couldn't resist. The only one out of all of us that didn't go was butters. He doesn't like doing that stuff and his dad would ground him if he wasn't home by 5.

Since I couldn't drive, I texted Cartman to come pick up me and Kyle and drive us to kyles house. I don't know why he doesnt just drive to school other then take that musty ass bus, he says it's something to do with it being his moms car and she needs it for work. I don't remember the last time liane worked. He agreed to bring us after some convincing. Before he picked us up we stole some of Mrs. McCormicks really cheap perfume and sprayed a tone of it on us so we didn't smell like weed.

I had to leave my dads car at Kenny's house and he said that I can pick it up tomorrow after school. By the time we got to the Broflovski house hold we were still pretty high, we're checking each others eyes to make sure they weren't like extremely bloodshot or anything.

"No you seem good, what about me?" I ask Kyle. I open my eye with my hand and he squints to look. "No dude, you good look too." Kyle said. We both burst out laughing at what he said.

"Get the fuck out of my car, faggots." Cartman says annoyed, he unlocks the door and we stumble out. I close the door and he drives away instantly. "Fucking asshole," Kyle says.

We walk over to the front steps and look at the door. We both look at each other and sigh. Kyle grabs the keys to the front door and unlocks it. When we walk in we are greeted with the smell of chicken and potatoes. "I thought they were leaving?" I ask.

"Their leaving after we eat diner." I nod at his response. We walk into the kitchen with our eyes widened a little so we don't look as bad. I look over and see Firkle sitting next to Ike. He looks at me like he's confused. It feeling like I'm falling right now even though I know that I'm not, I love that feeling. I give him a small wave and he opens his mouth as to say something then shakes his head and goes back to him conversation with Ike.

I think he knows we're high.

Looking into the kitchen, I see Sheila, Kyles mom, talking to Kyle as he drinks a glass of water not saying anything, and avoiding direct eye contact. I grab a cup as well and fill it with ice and then water. "Stanley? Bubbie didn't tell me you were coming over." She looks back and forth at me and Kyle. "Oh, yeah, Kyle wanted me-me to hang out here to help him with Ike, and apparently Firkle as well."

Sheila nods and looks back at Kyle, "Thats fine, but tell me next time, okay?" Kyle nods in response. Gerald comes into the kitchen from upstairs, I'm guessing from his study. "Hey Stan, nice to see you." I slightly wave at him.

Sheila finishes cooking diner and we all gather a round the table. Me and Kyle next to each other, Firkle and Ike next to each other, and Sheila and Gerald at either side of the table. Gerald and fickle keep giving me and Kyle weird looks while Sheila and Ike seem oblivious.

"So, Stan, Kyle, where were you guys before you got here?" Gerald asks suspiciously while he's chewing on his chicken. "We were at tweek bros for a little, then we went to Kenny's house for a little. We didn't stay long though." Kyle answers. Gerald nods and goes back to concentrating on his food.

We sat though a very awkward diner with Sheila talking across the table to Gerald and Firkle staring at us the entire time, with Ike just sitting there eating his food. Eventually, during our time sitting there eating, we seemed to get more sober and we can see more clearly now.

I get up and put my plate in the sink, with Kyle following me. "Dude, I think my dad and Firkle both know. My dads going to kick my fucking ass, man." He whisper yells at me.