Accidental Love

Chapter Three

"Ah shit I'm sorry, I thought I was alone, and I-" I started saying without looking up until I was cut off by the other boy.

"Chill dude it's fine"

I quickly looked up when I realized I recognized the voice as the same boy who shared his story with me, Stan Marsh.

"Oh... Stan'"

There was a moment of silence before, "Hey sorry I feel bad but I just want to ask now instead of pretending... What is your name?"

Oh.

"My name is Kyle.. we've gone to school together since kindergarten."

"Oh, I've never noticed you before today."

"Wow how nice of you to sugar coat it." I said with sarcasm but a little bit of pain hidden underneath.

"Hey man I'm sorry I just say it how it is most of the time."

There was a heavy moment of silence before I started fidgeting again, the feelings from earlier coming back. I try to tell myself that it's fine. Nothing wrong has happened and there is no threat in the room. Other than Stan who I now remember is really just a stranger to me. Even if we have gone to school together for 12 years I still have never talked to him. Oh my god what if he notices me starting to panic and tries to hurt me, I mean he is Cartman's friend after all.

"Dude, you okay? You look like you're gonna lose your shit." Stan said, sounding surprisingly worried. I wouldn't expect that from a friend of Cartman's.

"Y-yeah I'm fine" I muttered trying to convey as little emotion as possible. If I put any emotion into how I talked I'd probably sound shaky.

"You don't sound like you're fine" Stan started, slightly raising his eyebrow at me in disbelief. "If you need a little help calming down I have something to help"

Stan pulls up a small plastic baggie of what looks like weed.

"I don't know Stan... I've never smoked before." I say now more worried than I was previously.

Stan lets out a little chuckle that makes my heart twinge.

"There's no need to worry, weed is a pretty safe drug, hell it's used medically so I think you're fine." Stan pauses for a moment before continuing, "but no pressure I get it if you don't wanna."

"I think I'll sit this one out.. But I wouldn't mind staying if that's okay with you? My friends aren't really talking anyways. Everyone is too preoccupied with their relationships or homework but I don't have anyone and I did my homework in advance. I never want to risk forgetting to do my homework on time."

"Whoa"

Whoa? What the fuck does he mean whoa? Is he judging me right now? I don't know if I should feel hurt or pissed.

"I've never met someone who cared so much about school." Stan starts to laugh and my face goes red. "Especially not in South Park! But hey.. I admire you for that, at least you might get somewhere in life."

I started to feel a little bad, Stan sounded hurt from his statement.

"Do you not think you're going to do things with your life..?"

"Nah probably not, I mean I'm a C D student who can't make it a full day without smoking. Life doesn't look too bright for me."

"Why don't you quit?"

Stan snorted a small laugh, "I wish it was that easy."

He goes on to roll a joint and start smoking. I give him as harsh of a glare as I can muster up. "How can you tell me, a stranger, all of that then go on to smoke? Don't you feel guilty?"

He sat there for a second with a pained look and I realized how rude I was. "Stan I-"

"I do Kyle, I feel like I've let everyone who cares about me down every time I smoke. I want to stop but I just can't."

I want to apologize but the bell signaling lunch ended and Stan stood up before I could speak. "Bye dude."

And with that he walked out leaving me.

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I realize now that this is a very dialogue heavy chapter, sorry about that