"I just can't believe that JJJ is trying to get with my ex-girlfriend." Cartman complains to me. I dont really know why he's whining about my best friend right in front of me. And him.
"What is a 'JJJ'?" I ask him after closing my locker.
"A ginger Jew from Jersey." He simply answers with a proud smile on his face for coming up with the saying all by himself.
"You do know I'm right here, right?" Kyle says.
"It's just so shocking, I didn't think he'd ever do that. Well, I kinda did. Since, you know, he's sneaky like that." Cartman continued. I try my hardest to block him out but it's difficult when you're going to the same class and he sits right behind me.
"I swear to god, if you don't shut the fuck up-," Kyle began but got but off my out English teacher yelling at him.
"Mr. Broflovski! You do not swear in this class, detention after school." He told him. Kyles mouth gapped open. I chuckled a little bit, he shot me that stare, then I shut up right then and there.
I sit down in my seat that's across from Kyle but sadly next to Wendy, the good thing is that tweek is next to me so I usually just talk to him.
I look over to him to see he's drawing some flowers on his worksheet. I never realized that he's actually a pretty good artist. Guess I just never really payed to much attention to that.
I rest my head in the desk as the teacher won't stop talking.
*SLAM*
"Stanley marsh, you do not sleep in my class!" The skinny women yelled after she slammed her hand in my desk to wake me up. I didn't even realize how tired I was. "Three hours of detention after school!"
I slump down in my seat out of embarrassment and watch Tweek put the air pod pros Tolkien got him in his ears from the side of my eye.
"Psst, Stan!" I hear Wendy whisper yell.
"What do you want now?" I whisper back annoyed.
She hands me a note and whispers, "pass this to Bebe, please." I look in front of me to the curly haired blond who was sitting next to Kyle. I tap her shoulder and she gladly accepts the folded piece of paper.
The desks are spread out kind of far, so Wendy could give it to Bebe herself since she can't reach. Bebe jots down whatever and give it back to em to give to Wendy.
Before I gave it to her I saw a glimpse of the writing, it read, 'date tonight?'.
..
What.
Bebe and Wendy are dating? Wow. That's new.
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"Dude, Kyle. I do not want to go to detention with that old bitch." I complain.
"It's you're fault you fell asleep. Go to sleep earlier at night." Kyle tells me and I roll my eyes.
"It's not like you go to sleep early either. And besides, you got detention as well, that means you have to suffer with me." I say smirking at him.
"Shut the fuck up." He answers while chuckling a little. His laugh always gets me in a better mood.
"Never." I open the door to where we have detention and take a heavy step toward a seat. Kyle follows behind at sits in the seat behind me.
Tweek and butters were hear as well. I could hear butters mumbling something about how he'll most likely get grounded because of this.
On the other hand, Tweeks eyes are open very wide and he's shaking a little bit. He had his half drank thermos cup in his hand and his AirPods in. I haven't seen him look his nervous in a long time. He probably just got into another fight, because there's dried blood under his nose.
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FanfictionStan wants his happy ending, and he wants it with Kyle, his super best friend. Kyle is in love with someone, and that someone isn't Stan. ((Credit to the artist of the cover))