It's our sophomore year in highshool. Stan moved this year cause his family had to go on a business trip, but they don't know when they'll be back. More than likely the company is changing it location along with his mother's. We hardly see Kenny around anymore, the majority of us don't acknowledge it. The rest of us however, do. We think he might've been kidnapped, or perhaps dropped out. Rumor has it that Cartman sees him time to time. But he denies all aspects of Ken.
Sometimes I wonder, what goes through his head all the time... What is he planning.
As I open my locker it slams with a loud force, I sigh. I know exactly who it is, glaring holes into my skin. I sigh again at the thought. 'What do you want...?' I say, not looking at the tall racist burnett. 'You me, behind school binding after school, don't be late.' with that he walks away. I wonder what he has in store this time... Last time it was a bet... Sadly I lost and I had to become his slave for two weeks...
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After class I went to the location he told me to be. We went there on a regular basis. Nothing truly bad happened, but people suspect that things are going down behind that wall... But the only thing that's going down is my IQ listening to him day in and day out. Not to mention he calls me almost every night to discuss more of what we were talking about behind the school. I sigh and cock my head. This sucks.
I stop at our location and wait about fifteen minutes for him to arrive.
'Alright see yea Clyde.' he says as he waves him away. He continues walking towards me and leans against the wall. 'What took you so long fat ass?!' I glared. 'I'm not fat anymore Kahl! And besides, I was too busy turing down girls that totally think I'm a hunk.' 'Yeah I doubt that's true...' ' IT IS KAHL!! Look!!' He takes out his cell phone and shows me all the females on his phone. So many... 'I bet you threatened them to give you their phone numbers.' I said jokingly, Cartman glared at me and sighed. 'It's not my fault girls don't like you.' 'AS IF! THERE ARE GIRLS THAT LIKE ME!!' 'Oh yea Jew boy?! Name one!!' 'Rebecca!' 'She's a whore Kahl.' Shit... Oh wait! 'Nicole.' 'pft, she's black Kahl, you two never meant to be!' 'GOD DAMN IT CARTMAN STOP BEING RACIST!!' 'I'M NOT BEING RACIST IT'S THE TRUTH! Look, blacks go with blacks, Mexicans go with Mexicans, and whites go with whites, it's how society works Kahl!!' 'OH PLEASE YOU--' 'IT'S LIKE SAYING--' 'YOU DON'T KNOW ANY--' 'IT'S LIKE SAYING GAYS-- 'JUST SHUT UP CART--' 'IT'S LIKE SAYING GAYS SHOULD MARRY!!' ... Wait.... What? 'Cartman... What did you...' ' JUST FORGET I SAID ANYTHING!!' '...' there was a long pause between us... It felt like an eternity before any of us spoke. 'I bet you can't get a girlfriend in three months.' He retorted as he walked away. 'Wait!' He didn't turn he just kept waking away... What... Just happened
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