Flying Solo {Completed}

Chapter 19

          "Let's put some music on!" Clyde shouted randomly. 

          "Yeah! Rock n roll!" somebody else in the classroom shouted. 

          "You better rock quietly!" Kyle told Clyde "Unless you want a bunch of teacher crawling all over us"

          "This is so gay!" Cartman said "We've got no teacher, but we're sitting here doing geometry! We're acting like we're at detention! Let's DO something! Who's stopping us?"

          KNOCK KNOCK

          Wendy stared at the door. When it opened, Sally Darson sailed into the room. Sally was in one of the other 8th grade classrooms. She was dressed in a pink jumper with a matching blue socks and a dark green hairband carefully wrapped in her beautiful long blonde hair, which was always in a pony tail. 

          Sally was a little bit preppy, perfect posture, every little hair in place, but everyone agreed she was a talented actress. She had already appeared in two commercials. They were dumb commercials, for laundry detergent, but still, she had been on TV. 

          And was known for being kinda a slut. She would give payed kisses to boys- and girls. And she would give handjobs and blowjobs, with her best friends; Lexus, Mercedes and Portia. 

         "Principal Victoria needs the book club orders" she plaintively said, stepping threw the door way. 

          "Okay," Kyle answered, taking a large envelope off Mr. Garrison's desk. "Here you go"

          She took the envelopes from Kyle and looked around the classroom curiously "Where is Mr. Gayrrison?" she smirked at his nickname.

           "He's... out at the moment" Kyle explained, still thinking of a good excuse. 

          "Out?" Sally questioned, glancing around the classroom one more time, just to make sure. 

          "Yeah, we're suppose to have a sub" Kevin explained, "But the sub didn't show up, either. So, we're just kinda winging it today" 

          Cartman elbowed Kevin in the rib cage, hard. 

          "Yeah, right!" Sally rolled her eyes and snorted and with a toss of her blonde hair she breezed out of the room. 

          "That was stupid" Red told Kevin, glaring at her boyfriend furiously "Extremely stupid. I mean, why not just announce it to the whole school while you're at it?"

          "She didn't believe me" Kevin giggled "Did you see that? She didn't believe me! It's just too unbelievable!" 

          Another knock on the door, louder this time. This time Tammy Nelson strolled in. She had short black ugly hair that went down to the bottom of her chin. She was wearing a Orlando Magi T-Shirt. 

          Tammy's father ran the local funeral home. Tammy was so small she looked for like a sixth grader than an eighth grade. 

          "Mr. Garrison?" she asked, glancing around. 

          "He's not here" Kyle replied smoothly. 

          "You got a sub?" Tammy asked, still looking around curiously for Mr. Garrison. 

          "What do you need?" Kyle asked him. 

          "Hey, where is everybody?" Tammy asked. Her eyes darted from one side of the room to another, she looked so funny Wendy had to work hard not to squelch out a smile. Kyle giggled and a few other kids joining in. 

          "We're all here" Heidi said "Alone" she added. 

          "Fact" Clyde said. 

          "Yeah right" Tammy smiled "You lie" she nagged, pointing fingers at the class and smirking. 

          "You're right, it's a lie" Kyle said "So, what do you need?"

          "Are you guys really... alone?" Tammy asked. 

          "The sub never showed up" Kyle explained, nodding calmly. "Guess they figured we didn't need any teacher today. It turns out they're right"

          Tammy stared at her, a blank stare, blinking several times. She knew that Kyle was not the kind of guy who went around making up stories. His expression slowly changed from skepticism to wide eyes disbelief.

          "Really?" She looked out at the class. "You guys got nobody here? You didn't tell anybody?" she edged on. 

          "You tell anybody and you die!" Anne told him sternly. And she was so small it was definitely possible. 

          "This is so cool!" Tammy leaped up onto Mr. Garrison's desk and started doing a fast boogie. 

          "How mature" Cartman muttered, rolling his eyes "Get off there you vagina bitch!" he demanded. 

          Tammy jumped off and pulled open one of the drawers in Mr. Garrison's desk. 

          "What do you think you're doing?" 

          "Candy" Tammy replied straightly "Mr. Garrison keeps a stash down there" Tammy started to dig threw all of the drawers in his desk. 

          "Hey you bitch!" Cartman jumped up from his seat "You take an of Mr. Garrison's candy, I'll get the silent pilot to break your arm!" 

          Hearing her familiar nickname, Wendy stuck her head up and glared at Cartman from her desk, sending him visual daggers. 

          "Okay, okay" Tammy said, holding up both hands, palms out. She picked up a shiny rock on Mr. Garrison's desk, a cubic piece of pyrite, and tossed it into the air. 

         Wendy drew a quick sharp breath. That had been Butters Stotch's favorite rock. 

          "Put that DOWN!" Bebe erupted, throwing her pencil aside and standing up, her chair falling backwards. 

          "Jeez!" Tammy said. "You guys are sure jumpy today!"

          "We don't like other people messing with our stuff" Cartman said. 

           Now Tammy started slinking around the classroom, grinning, looking carefully at everything around her in the classroom. 

          "Don't you have to get back to your class?" Lola asked, obviously annoyed, as everyone else was in the classroom. 

          "Not really" Tammy answered absentmindedly. When he spotted all the opened math books on the desks her face went all bug eyed. "Don't tell me you guys are actually working! With no teacher? What a bunch of pussies!" he chuckled, slapping his knee. 

          "Getting our work done, now so we can party all afternoon" Token told him. He leaned back and loudly cracked his knuckles. 

           "And you're not invited!" Kevin chuckled. 

          "You're starting to get a little annoying" Kyle groaned, telling Tammy. "What exactly do you want?"

           "Mrs. Kiefer needs the American history book. Teacher's addition" she explained. 

          "I'm not sure where that is" Kyle said. "I'll look for it and bring it down. Just promise you won't tell any teachers till after school. Promise!"

          "Oh sure, I'm gonna go squeal to my teacher" Tammy said, giving Kyle a sour look along with a sour tone. 

          She leaped up into Mr. Garrison's desk again and did another quick boogie. "This is sooo cooool!" she moaned before leaping off the desk. 

          "Goodbye" Kyle said. He pulled him off the desk and pushed him out of the door.