hi guys! so i'm sorry i haven't updated this book in SO long. i've been super busy with school and i just been feeling down... but anyway i wanted to continue this book because i really liked writing these.. so anyway here's a Kenny one shot! enjoy! ily all!
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"Fuck you, Cartman!" y/n screamed out in frustration. Cartman had this big idea to make weed brownies. Of course King Fatass thought that this would work out by working in Butters' house. He is the most innocent kid out there and wouldn't be expected to be up to that. But, Cartman threatened y/n by telling the whole school her secret.
She loves Kenny McCormick.
You probably think that this is really cheesy, but her and the blonde pervert had been friends since preschool. It's shocking to know someone that long, having them your best friend and loving them. Who knows? Maybe something might happen the way you always dream about it.
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"Cartman, you're such a ass, don't threaten me with your bullshit!" y/n yelled at the chubby boy. What happen was Cartman could tell that y/n liked Kenny. The way she would blush around him, blush when he would touch her or wrap his arms around her. The way she stares at him during class admiring his blond hair peeking out of his orange parka suit.
It was obvious to Cartman.
"Unless you help me," Cartman bribes. "No, I am not helping you make weed brownies, dipshit!" y/n shrieked back at him. She took one step back and raised her arm in the air. In a blink of a second she had her middle finger in the air at Cartman. As pissed as she was, she walked away without slapping the shit out of him. Y/n started to head a different way as Cartman was going the other way; mysteriousness clearly on his face. She placed her headphones in her ears, switching to (f/s). She nodded her head against the beat when she decided to go to Tweek Bros' Coffee. The wind was blowing harder then this morning so why not get something to warm the body with? She pushed through the doors to only be greeted by the owner himself, Tweek. "Hey, gah y/n. The usual?" Tweek asks, shuffling around papers. "Yeah, please," y/n responds flatly. Y/n was absolutely done with Cartman's bullcrap. Tweek came back with y/n's coffee, smiled back at her, and rushed into the back room. She drank her coffee and walked out of the shop.
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Y/n placed her headphones back in her ears and continued walking around. She had on her (f/c) bookbag slung around her shoulders and her hands stuffed in her hoodie pockets. She kept her head low and walked. The wind was blowing harder then before which made this little city more cold than it could be. She trudged her feet through the little bit of snow there was until she passed Kenny's house. He was sitting outside on the curb, head in his hands making quiet sobbing noises. Y/n looked at him from a distance, making no noise from where she was standing. She quietly walked towards Kenny's shaking body. "K-ken?" Y/n's voice echoed through the howling wind. Kenny picked his head up; eyes red and puffy. He stared up at the nervous girl. Silence was between them until Kenny spoke up. "I'm sorry." Was all Kenny said. The (h/c) haired girl didn't understand what he meant. She blinked. at him confused. "I'm sorry I haven't told you that I loved you. You were my first real love. All of those other girls were one night stands. I regret everything, I should've told you before Clyde asked you out.." Kenny trialed off, anger suddenly filled his eyes. He got off the curb and ran to a nearby tree. "And when Clyde asked you out, he told me exactly would he would do.." Kenny punched the tree stump in one full force. He pulled his hand away, only to be greeted by bloody knuckles. Before he could strike it again y/n ran up to him. She wrapped her arms around his waist to feel his intensity calm down. "Ken, Clyde asked me but I rejected him." y/n spoke softly, but enough so Kenny could hear him."Really?" he asked shocked. Y/n nods her head in response. She unraveled her arms from around his waist to look up at him. "Well.. Would you like to go on a date then?" Kenny asked y/n, a huge smile on his face. "Of course," Y/n responded. And without a care in the world. That left them both smiling like American Idiots. (haha see what I did there?)
