22.11.2019
"Pretty girls or tough girls? Who do you think likes he more?" My best friend jumped up and down, and up, down, up, down.. "Can you..stop? Y'know, I can just ask him if you wanna know so god damn bad" I say back. She smiled at me so bright.
"He is your boyfriend!" "No he isn't, we're just dating.." I put my stuff into my locker. "So he is your boyfriend!" She leaned on her locker and looks at me as I close mine. "Guess so, anyway.. many girls do have a chrish on him and I'like to ask-" "No." I couldn't finish my sentence as she already answered.
"I don't like him, neither do I love him! Y'know who I love? Him~" She began to trail off and looked into the direction behind me. There in the hallway was Stan's group. "Which one?" I ask and look at her. "The cute Kenny~ he's adorable! And hot.." she trailed off again. As she leaned once again on the lockers.
I sigh and laugh before then leaning on the locker myself. I smirk and look at her. "Let me just..." I paused and looked over at Kenny. "HEY KENNY~!" I yell. "QUIET DOWN! PLEASE!" my friend begs. "WHAT?" Kenny yelled back.
"CAN YOU COME HERE FOR A MOMENT~!?" I yelled at him, who looked confused to the others before taking his steps towards us. "What is it?" He asked and my friend hid her face inside her hood.
Before she could turn to walk away I grabbed her. "Sooo, my friend wanted to ask you out!" I say and smile at him. "Really?" He asked and my friends face got more red with every second. "Yep." I say and push her towards him, "I will text you also what he told me later!" I say as I make my way to the exit. "Thanks! I guess..." She said and smiled awkwardly at him.
Arriving at my house I directly text Clyde. For a minute, he didn't receive the messages but when he finally did it didn't take him long to answer.
———Clyde<3 ———
HiiiHi babe
I wanna ask you something it's really important soooo yep
Ok
What is itDo you like it when a girl is tough or if a girl is pretty????
Pretty girls obviously
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I look at the message. Was I pretty?
I stood up and ran to my mirror—No. I wasn't really pretty, I looked down at my phone again and thought a second.
———bestiee<3333———
GIRL.
THIS QUESTION IS SUPER IMPORTANT
well to me igWhat's up dude?
Am I like pretty? If we also consider the other girls
Well, talking about them I would say you're under the top 5 atleast. But why?
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I looked back at the chat with Clyde, then looking up. I couldn't be that ugly right?
I heard a notification and looked at my phone, it was from Clyde..———Clyde<3———
Babe?
Cutie?
Helloooo
You there?
Is everything alright?
Y/N!!
I'm coming over.——————
I starred at the message a minute before the door opened. He looked at me. "Phew, you good?" Clyde asked me and I looked at him. "Do you think I'm pretty?" I ask him with a sligh shaky voice. "Yes, I do. I think you're the prettiest girl in the world!" he answers while still looking quite confused.
I look back at the mirror and he came closer. He puts his arms around my waist and lays his head on my shoulder. "I do."
"You're not ugly and stop with all that now, let's go meet up with the gang, huh?" He asked and I look at him, "okay fine" he then said, but then we really gotta go after I comfort you" "deal"
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Teenage!South Park x reader || oneshots
Fanfictioncursing, swearing, death, suicide, depression, bpd, anxiety, blood mentions, smut, abuse, ED (both sides) + more !!COVER ISN'T MINE!! !! PICTURES ARE FANMADE AND NOT MINE!! THIS IS ALL WRITTEN IN TEENAGE YEARS (Character and reader are teenager or g...