"Friends" Forever |Kyle Broflovski x Reader|

Chapter 13

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Welp, todays the day I'm going back to school. The school where everyone knows I punched Cartman... after exposing me.

I'm concerned. Concerned for what people think of me? No. I'm concerned on what people will say to me. What they'll do to me.

Will they tape notes to my locker? Tell me that I'm a slut? Say to me that I don't deserve Kyle?

Or will they tell Kyle that he doesn't deserve me? That he's taking advantage of me. That he belongs with whoever the vacation girl is.

We'll find out, soon enough.

"Mom, can you drop me off?!", I call from upstairs. "Sure, sweetie. Just this once!", she yells back.

To be honest, I don't feel like taking the bus. Just sitting in an awkward silence with a boy I punched, a boy I fucked, a boy who admitted his feelings to me, my cousin, et cetera, et cetera.

I grabbed my backpack and rushed downstairs, almost tripping on my feet when I reached the floor.

"Hurry up, cutie. School starts in a few minutes.", my mom explained as she walked out the door. "Don't remind me.", I mutter to myself, running to the door, making sure to lock it on my way out.

I get into the passengers seat, my mom starting the car soon after.

"If you need me to pick you up, call me, ok?", my mom asks. I nod, "Alright.".

No offense to my mom, but I hope I don't have to call her. I'm really hoping I don't.

I stare out the window, admiring the mountains as we rush past them. Rush? Now that I think about it, probably not. We're probably going a few miles-per-hour.

And as we became closer and closer to the school, my nerves were growing stronger and stronger by the seconds.

Should I have hooked up so early?

Maybe I should've waited...

I get snapped out of my thoughts as the car halts to a stop.

I inhale, grabbing my backpack and hoping out of the car.

"Have a good day, sweetie!", my mom calls out. "Thanks, you too, ma!", I yell back.

Oh, this is going to be fucking fantastic.

I look at the ground as I walk closer to the school. G-d, normally I'm not this nervous. I'm usually the 'I don't give a shit' girl. But what happened? What happened to the old Y/n?

I'm awakened from my thoughts as I get pushed into a locker.

I just ignore it and continue to my homeroom. I don't have time for this shit. I just started school and apart of all the drama, what more could a girl ask for?!

"Hey, Y/n.", I hear a voice say. I look up to see Stan smiling, "How are you?". "I'm fine. Thanks for asking.", I look back at the ground. "You know, you punched Cartman super hard. He's all sorts of fucked up.", Stan laughs and I nod, "Sick.". "Don't forget about the double date tonight, ok? Wendy's looking forward to it. And now we don't have to hide the fact you and Kyle are together.", I could tell that Stan was trying to cheer me up, but to be honest, it wasn't really working.

"Yep.", I sigh, "I'll see you in 2nd.". "Bye, Y/n. If you need to talk, just text me. Ok?", Stan side hugged me, causing a small smile to form on my face, "Ok.".

After that, I walk to my classroom, taking my seat. Then pulling out my phone.

What do I do when I'm upset? Read. Read a whole lot of smut.