sky full of stars // kyle broflovski 1

/6/

the rest of the school week flew by. you and kyle went to tweeks every day for lunch, and he always found an excuse to pay for the both of you. as nice as it was, you felt bad that he felt the obligation.

it was friday now, and every student was in the gym. they all sat along the bleachers, yelling and laughing. you made your way up the bleacher stairs, setting your stuff down next to stan and the guys.
"y/n! you made it!" kyle's head poked around, being the first to notice your presence.
"yeah, i figured what the hell." you smiled at your feet as you sat down, the bench rumbled underneath you as people stomped.

soon, the principal stood in the middle of the gym floor and tapped a mic, the majority of the noise died down.
"are you guys ready for a great season?" the principal spoke into the microphone, causing a wave of hoots and screams. you looked around at all the excited teens.
"well, to start off our rally, of course, is the south park cows cheer team!" another applause broke out, seemingly with more screaming.

a line of girls ran across the floor.
"there's wendy!" stan sat up, trying to get the attention of his girlfriend. she gave him a small wave.
"you guys are so lame." cartman spoke up.
"shutup." stan retaliated, his eyes still fixed on wendy as she cheered.

the girls finished their cheers, followed by a cheer squad role call. wendy called her name as the cheer captain, and stan clapped excessively. you snickered at him.
suddenly across the floor was the football team, a broad guy with shaggy brown hair in a letterman jacket pulled bebe into his arms.

wendy looked at you from across the gym, her words mouthed 'clyde' as she pointed to the couple. you smiled and turned your head to the boys.
"is that clyde?"
"yeah. he's having that party tonight." stan responded.
"him and bebe are-"
"cliche." kyle shook his head.
"oo you jealous kahl?" eric raised a brow.
"what? no. of course not."
"really? you seem kinda jealous." stan smirked.
"of clyde? or of bebe?" kenny butt in.
"shutup. i'm not jealous of either of them. i think they're both lame."
"i think they're cute." you spoke up. kyle's head whipped around to you.
"you do?"
"yeah. they seem really happy." you smile at the two.

kyle's face got red and he slumped in his seat.
"uh ohhh someone's embarrassed." eric laughed.
"shutup fatass." he glared.
"it's okay kyle. you'll get it one day. just like wendy and i." stan leaned forward on his hands, obviously admiring his girl from afar.
"stan you and wendy break up like every other week."
stan ignored kyle's comment, he would normally fight back but he was preoccupied on his phone, texting wendy about how cute she looked in her cheer uniform.

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the rest of the rally was full of cheers and loud music, as well as information about the homecoming game and dance that took place next saturday. you recoiled at the thought of going to a dance. you hadn't been to any of the dances at your old school. you didn't know what you were missing out on, and that was okay with you. it was out of character enough for you to go to this party tonight.

"hey i'm gonna leave a little early-" you told stan. he raised an eyebrow.
"aw really? well that's alright. you still coming to clyde's tonight?"
"yeah, you mind sending me the address?"
"sure." he pulls out his phone to text you before he forgets.
"thanks stan. i'll see you guys later-" you grab your bag and wander down the bleacher stairs, slipping out of the gym as kids cheered.

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your walk home was short, stepping into the house you called out for your dad. with no answer you assumed he was still at work. you plopped down onto the couch and let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding onto.