Stan pov:
I readjusted my blue hat and durable black backpack for middle school, I walked with my red puffball bouncing on my hat up to the bus stop and stood by the sign.
I was the first one there, Or so I thought.
I suddenly heard a voice behind me, "Hey Stan!" I wheeled around and saw Kyle standing a bit away from where he usually stood near the bus sign.
"Oh, Hey Ky!"
I piped up in response before looking away, for a while now I have been getting a warm feeling similar yet much better to one that I have around Wendy near Kyle. but it couldn't be a crush right? I'm straight, and liking my super best friend would be gay. like, super gay. And I don't like guys, You can't like guys and be straight.
Plus I'm not gay and I never will be.
Suddenly we hear a voice shout from behind us
"HEY F*GS"
Oh, just Cartman. I look back, "Hey Cartman." And Kyle barely glances over "Hey Fatass." Cartman looks over at Kyle "Fucking Jew Kahl" "Shut it Cartman." Kyle and I both speak in unison.
Soon enough Kenny appears just as the bus arrives, out of breath from running. Cartman looks over "Hey Kinny!" Kyle speaks before getting on the bus "You where almost late Kenny!" Kenny looks annoyed, his tattered mint colored backpack shifts as he speaks, muffled "I couldn't find my phone." (Kyle and I saved our allowance and money for a while to buy him a phone to be able to contact us or look over the internet without going to a public computer) I open my mouth to say hi but Kenny is already on the bus.
We all got on the school bus, I, of course sat next to my super best friend. I looked over at him and I feel my cheeks warm again, a strange prickly sensation climbed my throat as my hand brushed his. It dissipated though after we got to the school and all got off.
Oh fuck. I think I like Kyle.
~After School~
I look up from my last period desk as the end of school bell sounds. I look over at Kenny "Hey, do you want hang out after school? We haven't hung out in a while."
We haven't hung out for a little while as a group and I miss hanging out with Kenny.
Kenny responds, as he pulls down his parka a bit to be more legible "Sure! Maybe we could sleep over too!"
Awesome!
"Alright, my parents are out for a few days and Shelly is away on some kind of 'girls bonding trip' with her friends."
I make finger quotes around girls bonding trip because I already know Shelly brought her boyfriend.
We pack our bags up before walking down to my house, and dropping my bag in my room before settling downstairs to talk and hangout. It's Friday after all.
After a while if talking, laughing, watching movies, and playing games we end up discussing some interesting topics like people we hate, favorite whatever, and ending off on people that we like.
I look over at Kenny,
"Sooooooo, who do you like...?"
Kenny looks back at me
"What? I don't like anyone. Unless you include the woman in porno magazines."
"No, seriously Kenny. Who do you like more than a friend, Someone from school or ?"
"No!!"
"Are you suuuuure..? I won't tell anyone!"
Kenny rolls his eyes and sighs
"Ugh, fine... I will give you a hint and you have to guess."
I blink before responding "I'm good with that."
Kenny begins describing who he has a crush on.
"Well, first of all they are blonde."
I look at him wide eyed "Bebe?!"
Kenny looks at me "Ew! No, they're slightly older than me!"
I stare at him "Bebe."
"No, their a HE."
I look at him and blurt, "SERIOUSLY?! TWEEK?"
"Dude, he has an 'E' in his name."
"Tweek."
Kenny playfully hits me in the arm
"No you asshole! It's Butters!"
We both laugh for a minute before Kenny asks me "what about you? It's only fair since I told you I like Butters!"
I think for a moment. "Really dude? You promise you won't judge?"
Kenny looks confused "I mean sure man."
I visibly cringe before answering "I think I like Kyle, I'm not sure, but I just realized this today." I get up and start pacing "He is so smart and funny and talented." My heart starts to race and blush almost dusts my cheeks at the thought of him. The strange prickly, tingly sensation returns in my throat while I'm talking.
"And he-"
I suddenly feel strange around my throat and lungs.
I begin coughing really hard, bad, like someone punched me in the chest and ripped something out of my throat at the same time.
Kenny, who's parka is left on the chair in my room when we arrived, jumps up and comes towards me.
"Holy SHIT dude, are you okay?!" He exclames.
After one more cough something comes out of my throat and flutters to the floor, speckled with blood, as a bit of blood splats on the floor.
Kenny looks down, "Woah dude, did you do something stupid like swallow a flower?"
I shake my head as we look at the one blood speckled daffodil petal, laying on the ground next to a small splatter of blood.
"Is that a petal...?"
-end of chapter 1-
