"It happened again." ~ Stan x Kyle (Style)

Its not easy to explain

(Disclaimer: story might be vulgar, mentioning of drugs&smoking and they are all 17/18)

"Why are you so sensitive?" He said

Sorry, wait, let me rewind a bit.
I am Stan, Stan Marsh.
We were all at the lunch table just before the summer break, everyone was making jokes about each other and someone went slightly far with mine and when I spoke up about it I was asked that. It's impossible for me to even speak about what I want to without some poofy name getting thrown at me, most people would've told me to just leave them or "grow up" but if only it was as simple as that.
Maybe everyone was right and I should just leave them and become the saddest I can possible be maybe that's my fate but hey I'm not ready to fuck myself over yet.

"Stan you went silent?" Kyle muttered

He was sat next to, he must've realised I was staring at the table for over 2 minutes. I ended up excusing myself from the table.

"How much you wanna bet he's going away to smoke?" Eric burst out
"Shut up asshole!" Kyle yelled back at him
"Just saying I mean it is the last day of school forever and he still can't take a joke!"

-

I wondered off to my usual place to smoke when I couldn't be fucked with that whole table, Kyle was tolerable, for now, Maybe Craig was too, but ultimately they were all just as bad as each-other. Their whole "last day" excuse was getting lame, I didn't know what to do for the summer anyways, it's only a day away and I'm scared I'm gonna spend all of it rotting away in my house. My mom, dad and sister have all planned a holiday that I couldn't even attend due to work and someone had to stay at the house, talk about parents caring more about their house than their own son. I worked at the cinemas on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays and yeah, it's the lamest fucking thing I've every done but it's good pay and better than stealing money off of my parents for weed, cigarettes and booze, you know? I lit my cigarette and kneeled down, honestly just scrolled through my phone whilst counting down the minutes to the bell for my last 2 classes, ever. The thought of work is fucking killing me, I hate the teenagers that come in, all rude and leave the cinema in a state that looks like they've just smeared their own shit and vomit everywhere, if I'm being honest I wouldn't be surprised if they do spread their own shit all over the place..
I usually worked with 2 other people. One of them being an older man about maybe in his 30s and he was a good laugh sometimes and the other was Wendy, me and Wendy had broken up a few months back and then a month after she got the same job as me. What a coincidence! I'm not planning on taking her back and will I ever? No! I think 5 years of properly being with her was enough, she's toxic, I did a few things wrong but I never raised my hands at her or yelled till my vocal cords gave out. I've only ever told Kyle about her behaviour, I finally caved in and ended things with her when she made me draw blood from my nose, I remember that night like it was yesterday.
It was Friday therefore I'd have to get to work at 5 but luckily I end early. I usually get to leave work at 11pm but on Fridays and Mondays I get to stop at 9pm. It's a bargain, the pay is about $20 an hour, usually it'd be less but since it does really well and I've been working there for a while it all adds up.
Kyles been pressuring me to get my snakebite piercings, I already had 2 black dangling cross earrings in because of my emo phase, do I regret the emo phase? Yeah. Do I regret the piercings? Fuck no, they look decent and maybe kyles pressuring might really take a toll on me, he knows I've been wanting more piercings and maybe snake bites were the right option?

*the bell rung*

Well fuck, 2 more classes and I'll be done here forever. I started heading for my class and saw Kyle at my locker, his locker was at the very end of the other hallway, therefore he was either there to walk to class with me or something just happened- that question was soon answered once Kyle noticed me and turned around to reveal his eye that was slowly going black.
"Dude what the fuck happened!" I cried out
"Once you left Eric was running his mouth about you and I fought back, he lost but I did end up with this now" he said as he pointed at his black eye
"What a way to end the school year huh?" I laughed
"Not funny! It's ugly as shit! Also what are your plans for the summer then?"
I thought about it then realised I really had nothing to do- "Fuck all." Kyle stopped and looked at me
"What the fuck do you mean "fuck all"? It's the summer you have to be doing something??"
"Uh maybe one day we could go get those snakebite piercings you keep pressuring for me to get?"
"Yeah that's fine, I will be forcing you to come out though because there's no way you're staying inside with weather like this!!"

And just like that we went on with our last day.