Stan Marsh
Rebecca cotswolds was a girl who came to our grade in the fourth grade. She used to be home-schooled. She was Kyle's first love and first kiss, which I was a little jealous of. Thankfully, she got pulled out of school in the middle of the year because she went boy crazy. Completely boy crazy. She fell in love with every boy she saw. She was like the prostitute of our grade, which was disgusting, looking back at it.
Anyways, now, in our junior year, she returned. I'm not really sure why. I never liked her, but she didn't really disturb me, so I didn't care if she came back. The problem? I saw her with Kyle. She was flirting! Definitely flirting. Playing with her hair, stroking his arm. Such a bitch. Again, I wouldn't be bothered by it, but I was. I don't know why.
I'm still clearing up my emotions and my sexual orientation. I realized I liked boys, but yet, I still had some romantic feelings for girls.
I kept staring a Rebecca and Kyle. Like, full on staring. Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder. I slowly looked away from them and looked at the person who tapped me, Kenny. He had a giant smirk on his face. "You got competition," he muttered, leaning back against the wall.
I rolled my eyes. "What are you talking about?" I asked. He looked up at me, chuckling and shaking his head. "Dude, I'd think you'd realize by now," he said, looking over at Kyle. Realize what? What is he talking about? "Are you saying that I like kyle?" I asked. Kenny back at me and smirked. "Guess you're smarter than I thought." Then he walked away.
So, this entire time, Kenny has been trying to get me and Kyle together? Huh. I mean...did I like Kyle? I don't even know at this point. Everything is so confusing. But I didn't have time to be confused. I looked back at Rebecca and Kyle, but they were gone.
I sighed and walked to my locker, pulling out a couple of useless books and shoving them into my bag. I started walking towards my class when I saw Rebecca and Wendy talking. Of course they were talking. They're both bitches, so why wouldn't they be friends?
I walked past them but quickly grabbed Rebecca's arm and dragged her somewhere away from Wendy. Rebecca gasped and tried to shove me away, not recognizing me. "Stop that." I said, releasing her and gently pushing her against the wall.
"You fucker- Wait...stan? Oh my gosh, you look so different!" Ew. Her voice is disgusting. "Yeah, so do you. Anyway, why are you back? Not that I'm mad or anything, it's just kinda weird seeing you again.."
She giggled. Ew. "Oh, well, you know. After all that drama in the fourth grade, my parents decided to put me back. I've gone to therapy, stan."
I don't care, bitch. "Oh, cool. So, do you still like Kyle? Like, as a crush or something?" I asked, staring into her soul. She giggled once more. "I don't know. I mean, everyone looks so different, and I love Kyle's new look, but you know."
I nodded and sighed. "Okay, you can go now. Sorry for pulling you so suddenly." She smiled and shrugged. "Oh, it's alright. Hey, I heard about you and Wendy. That must've been tough." I tried not to roll my eyes. "Eh, it's fine. Anyway, I better get going. See ya."
I walked away and went into my first class. I sat next to Henrietta. I didn't even realize that my eyebrows were furrowed, my jaw was clenched, and my fists were balled up.
Henrietta looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "Damn, what's up with you?" I sighed and shook my head. "Nothing..."
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After school, I raced to find Kyle. I practically pushed everyone out of the way. He was walking out of the school, so I quickly ran and grabbed his arm. "What the -"
I pulled him until we were a good distance away from the school. "Stan?" He asked. "Hi." I smiled and dragged him to an empty alleyway. "What're you doing?" He asked. I sighed.
"I don't know at this point. Kyle, I gotta tell you something. And it's really important. Like, really super important."
He looked at me with confusion. "Okay, go ahead."
"Promise not to judge?"
He nodded. "Promise."
"Okay... Kyle, I really -"
Laughter emerged from the end of the alleyway. It was that fat girl that Kyle was talking to that one day. She looked... very familiar.
"OH GOD! I can't believe what I just walked into! Was stan about to tell you he loved you? Were you guys about to make out?"
Her voice... no way.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP CARTMAN!"
Hi...it's been like 2 months, I know. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I don't know when the next one will be updated. My life is kinda a mess rn so, yeah. Anyway, that's all, and yeah. Angst is coming up. I know I keep saying that, but this time, it's for real. Also, smut will not be written until much later, sorry lmao. But, yeah. Bye!
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Fanfiction(style) Stan and Kyle were best friends in the fourth grade. With the years, they started to drift apart. Everything in Stan's life went downhill when his girlfriend broke up with him and his parents divorced. He went through a sort of depression...