"Friends" Forever |Kyle Broflovski x Reader|

Chpater 7

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Butters, Kenny, Clyde and I walk into the classroom, I watch as they sit down at this group of desks, leaving an open one for me.

I sit down at the open desk, Kenny to my right, Clyde to my left, and Butters in front of me.

"This teacher's kinda nice.", Kenny starts. "But still boring.", Clyde continued. "But we'll make it better.", I could see Kenny smile through his parka. "Sick.", I smile back.

As we wait, we all play on our phone, making a group chat for all of us. After a small time, the teacher walks in.

"Hello, class.", the teacher starts, "Phone's away.". A bunch of sighs filled the room as everyone put away their phones. "I've decided we're going to do a group project. It's going to be on the human body. Go and find a group of four, that including whoever you are.", the teacher instructs and my... friends...? Plus cousin and I look at each other. "That worked out perfect.", I say. "I know, right?", Kenny grinned. "I hope we don't have to look inside the body. I-I think I'd throw up.", Butters looked around. "I've got that. Gore is something I'm fine with.", I explain. "What, you wanna be a doctor?", Clyde asks. "I don't that good of grades. Plus my hands are super shaky.", I lift up my hands. "Let me see.", Clyde says and grabs my hands.

He stroked my hand a bit and I pulled back, awkwardly chuckling, "Y-yeah, see?". "You've got really pretty hands, Y/n.", Clyde winks, causing my eyes to widen. "Yeah-huh.", I nod and look away.

"Holy fuck, get me out of here.", I whisper and Kenny covers his mouth, attempting to hold in a laugh. "Sorry, dude. I can't do shit.", he says as he moves his hand.

I turn around, "So what... part... do y'all wanna pick? And nothing weird. And I guess no gore.". "I think the best is eyes.", Butters said. "Then I'll do brain.", I say. "What else is there without being, well, weird?", Kenny asks, "Everytime I think about feet... or mouth... and hands...". "Trust me, I know.", I say, "Oh! What about teeth!". "That's fine.", Kenny shrugged, "I still think weird, but that's a lot better.". "What for me?", Clyde asked. "Umm...", I trail off, "What about...". "Stomach?", Clyde asked, looking me directly in my eyes. "Sure.", I look away, "But that's another thing I think about... stuff. Or is that just me?". "Definitely not just you.", Kenny and I make eye contact.

"You don't think...", I mouth and Kenny shrugged. "What do you mean?", Butters asked, benign the innocent little being his is. "Umm...", I look at Butters, "I don't think you should hear it from me.". "Why not?", my cousin asked. "Well, I know that your parents won't say anything, and I'm your cousin... you'll... you'll find out eventually.", I say. "Okie-dokie!", Butter smiled.

This kid...

Oh, dear G-d, this kid...

"Holy fuck, if you search up innocent, your picture pops up.", I say as I put my head in my hands.

"When should we get started?", Clyde asked, "Cause I might take a while. I don't finish fast.". He winks at me and I could feel my face twist into a disgusted expression. "Holy fuck, man. Lay off the dirty shit.", Kenny said. "I'm just joking.", Clyde puts his hands up.

His eyes move to me, looking me up and down. He smirked a bit before mouthing, "Or am I?".

Oh my fucking... EWW!!!

"Ok, let's move on.", I say, attempting to distract myself, along with everyone else, "Lets start now.". "Alrighty.", Kenny said and Clyde nodded, along with Butters smiling and lifting up his thumbs.

I pull out my laptop and start researching on the brain. To be honest, I have no idea how this shit works. Brains are complex, and why I chose it? No idea.