Stan's POV:
"Sorry, Mr. Garrison we're late again." Kyle said. "Oh shut the fuck up boys detention for both of you for two days! I don't wanna keep hearing your lame excuses." What a dick face.
It was about halfway through class when I was just zoning out thinking about what just happened. Am I really gonna break up with Wendy? Or was it just Kyle's presence that really makes me want to? I don't know what it is but I feel like I like Kyle more than friends. Am I gay? No... I liked Wendy so... "Stan! What's the answer to 24?" Shit. I frantically looked at my math book. "16?" I said, after just quickly skimming over the question. "Correct." Wow I'm lucky as-
RING
Oh that went by fast! As I went outside, I almost bumped into my Bestie boo, Kyle. "Oh sorry- oh hey dude." I said. "Hey, Stan!" "Wanna skip class?" I said hoping he'd skip with me. "It's only first period. Come on we can make it through the rest of the day." He said. Come on. "Pleaseee kyleeee?" "Fine Stan." He said, giving in.
We went outside and sat on my truck. "Do you like Wendy?" I said, not thinking. Kyles face turned bright red. Don't tell me he likes my girlfriend- or soon to be ex. "Uhh I don't know okay?" He exclaimed, still blushing. For some reason Kyle blushing at the thought of him and Wendy together made my stomach turn... and not out of a good feeling. Did he like her?
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Two "Friends" - South Park - Style
FanfictionThis is a fan fiction about Stan Marsh and Kyle Broflovski from South Park! It's a ship so if you don't ship them don't read this.
