to the stars | style

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"Thank you so much, I really appreciate it." I say. I just got my dads car back after waiting for 3 days and having him ignore me until I got it back. I asked Sheila to drive me to the garage and she gladly accepted.

"No was no problem, really. Took a little longer then expected, but it worked out. She's look brand new." Said the repair man.

I thanked him again and gave him the money. Since I was off by 100, Sheila offered to help. I refused but she insisted on paying anyway. I'm gonna have to remind myself to pay her back once I get the money.

Me and Kyle planned on hanging out today with Kenny and Cartman, Kyle got I'm my car with me and we drove to pick them up. "Kylie."

Kyle lookes over at me with a face of annoyance from the nickname that I gave him I'm the 7th grade.

"You know I hate that." I was holding back my laughter, which if shown by my face turning a deep red from holding my breath of course. I look at him for a quick second then back at the road.

"Do you think I can fit a whole orange in my mouth?" I ask. I see him look at him with a concerned look mixed with a confused one.

"What?" He askes.

"Do you think I can fit a whole orange in my mouth?" I ask again looking over. He skips the song that was playing on my phone which I connected to the aux then looks back at me. "I mean, it depends on the size." I open my mouth to answer but he clears his throat signaling that he's not done talking.

"But you don't even know the difference between a orange and a clementine, so you could be talking about a clementine if you say small," He finishes.

I let my jaw dramatically drop at his small speech. "I so can," I defensively say. He turned in his seat to face his whole body towards me.

"Okay, then explain the difference," He says smiling. I smile back and feel a warm sensation in my chest. I love seeing Kyles beautiful smile.

Then my smile drops because he's right. I don't know the difference, but I just play it off. Concentrating on the road ahead of us, I think of a answer.

"Clementines are just smaller oranges that taste better." I say and park outside of Cartmans house shooting him a text saying 'we're here'.

He lets him smile drop and he crosses his arms. "You're kidding me."

"What, it's true, and I stand by my statement." I look behind me as I hear the car door open and close.

"What are you fucktards talking about?"

"Stan thinks he can fit a whole orange in his mouth but he doesn't even know the difference between a orange and a clementine." Kyle explains.

"Aren't..oranges just big clementines?"

"You guys are so fucking stupid," Kyle shakes his head and pinches the bridge of his nose. I start to pull out of cartmans driveway as he starts to continue his rant out the difference between oranges and clementines.

"They're actually completely different. Clementines are a smaller type of orange that is sweeter and has thicker skin that is easier to peel. As for oranges, they are more sour and harder to peel." Kyle finishes.

The car seems to grow silence as me and Cartman at to stupid to understand the difference of what he had just explained to us. "Shut the fuck up, Kahl, that's the same thing." Cartman says as he crosses his two obnoxiously fat arms and looks out the window. "You stupid Jew."

"Fuck off, Cartman." I said. "But seriously, dude. Isn't that like the same thing, clementines taste the same as oranges to me."

"Who in the fuck do clementines and oranges taste the same to you?" Kyle, obviously getting annoyed and a little bit defensive, said.