stans pov
i woke up to the sound of my alarm going off meaning it was my first day of grade 10. boooo.. i hated high school, sure i have a wonderful girlfriend, a super best friend, a fatass that follows us around with stupid comments, and a pervert.
i got up and got dressed. this school sucked worse then the elementary and middle school i went to. everyone is just kinda.. bitchy. even my girlfriend.
i walked out the door and got into my dads car, it reeked of weed. sadly we still lived on this stupid weed farm, even tho i was used to the smell it still gave me a huge headache if i smelt it for too long. even worse was the fact that i went to school smelling like a 30 year old homeless man. it sucked.
i finally arrived at school and spotted kyle, i ran up to him and put my hand on his shoulder, for some reason everyone i talked too thought we were dating and i always have to constantly remind them of wendy.
"sup dude" i said looking slightly down at him, since he's the tiniest bit shorter. "hey man!" he shot back and looked up at me. i couldn't talk with him for long since wendy came up behind me and grabbed my hand, kinda shocked me in a way, she never really held hands with me.
"uhm?? hi" i said as i looked at wendy with a look of confusion on my face, i was still confused as to why she was holding my hand. "hi!!" she said smiling and looking up at me, i hadn't really seen her at all this summer since i was with kyle.. and the other 2.. and butters. butters always tagged along with kenny since the start of grade 9, never knew why.
"so.. there's already a party next weekend.. you going?" wendy said, i noticed kyle walk away and find cartman and kenny. i didn't even pay attention to what she said.
"stannn?? hellooooo"
"hm? oh yeah the party.. uhm probably not?"
she looked a little disappointed and so that started her asking me about it everyday until next saturday. we got to my locker and i let go of her and hand and told her to go to hers so she wouldn't be late.
my first class for this semester was.. history. boring. i put everything in my locker and grabbed my binder, locked the locker, and started walking to my first class. thank god my first class isn't to far from my locker.
i sat at the back right of the class somewhat close to the door, no way i was sitting at the front. after a bit i noticed kyle walk in and i waved him over to sit with me, he rolled his eyes and laughed at the fact that i was sitting at the back. he walked over and sat beside me.
"the back.. i should've known.." he laughed as he opened his binder and pulled out a pencil. "yeah" i sighed back at him, nothing was wrong i was just thinking about something. "you were literally just so happy to see me? what happened? do i smell?" kyle replied back in a annoyed tone of voice. "what? no you're fine." i said as i sat up and started at him and then looked away.
"mhm sure" he said looking back down at his binder and flipping to the history section. he was way to prepared. if my mom didn't step in and get me stuff i would've just had a used notebook book and broken pencil. after a bit of waiting kenny and cartman showed up and sat infront of me and kyle. immediately cartman said something that set kyle off and they started arguing like always.
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after class i compared schedules with kyle and we had 4th period and homeroom together, awesome. we talked for a bit more and then the bell went for second period. luckily my english class was right beside history so it was only a short walk.
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nothing much happened in english, it was just a dumb longass introduction that took up the whole 75 minute period. i didn't care. i walked back to my locker and stuffed my stuff in it. i went to kyle's locker but before i could've made it to the hallway it's in wendy stopped me. i wanted to break up with her for a long time, i just didn't know how. "hey stan!" she shot a smile at me, shes an awesome girlfriend and all but i just don't feel the same anymore. "hey" I said in a low tone of voice as I continued to walk down to Kyle's locker but I had to try and stay the same pace as Wendy, she walked slow.. really slow.
I tried to kinda flag her away in the nicest way I could possibly do so but it didnt work, she just kept rambling on about how awesome grade 10 is so far, we've only been here for 3 and a half hours.
"stan are you listening?" i heard her ask me, i didn't respond back to her since i was kinda determined to find kyle. "stan? what's wrong with you too day?" she asked, i could sense she was getting a little mad at me. "huh? oh yeah, nothing i'm good."
"uhm okay.. oh hey bebe!!" wendy shouted as she walked over to bebe, finally she was gone. i made it to kyle's locker and started talking to him, i decided i'd ask him to help me break up with wendy. he always had a good way with words and knew what to say all the time. it was nice.
"wait so why do you want to break up with her?"
"uhm.. i don't really like her anymore.."
"shit, alright i'll help"
"sweet"
we laughed and walked down to the caff. i handed him my phone with wendy's messages opened, he noticed that the last him i texted her was over a month ago and he kinda gave me a dude-what-the-fuck look.
"you haven't texted her since july 28th..?" he asked him and looked a little confused about it. "yeah.. she's been kinda distant over the summer" i replied back and i noticed he was opening my notes app to "practice" writing the break up message.
i panicked and grabbed my phone out of his hand and gave him a look. not like i had anything to hide.. i don't think i did.. i did. it's not anything bad its just weird and most of it kenny forced me to write down like how many times can i cum before i cant type of shit. kenny's weird.
kyle looked at me with a confused face and started to laugh. "what do you have a secret love letter or something??" he said looking at me still confused.
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😓😓 i'm gonna stroke to you tonight bbg..
hi guys hope you liked this 😜😜 ik im so awesome frfr
(i dont even remember writing that..)
