---Kyle's pov---
After we finally got out of the cafeteria, we all went to our classes like normal.
The rest of the day, was mainly normal and uneventful.
Until the end of the day.
Everything was normal, I was at my locker just packing up my stuff, and making sure that I grabbed all my homework. Then double checking to make sure I had all tonight's homework.
As I decided I was done at my locker, I felt someone tap my shoulder.
I turned and saw Stan standing next to me.
A smile came over his face and I noticed that he was also standing next to Wendy, Kenny, and even Cartman.
I took my gaze from them back up to him, giving him a puzzled look.
"Hey Kyle."
I nodded at him, as if acknowledging he spoke to me.
"Uh.... Guys you can go on ahead," Stan says nervous turning to the small group behind him. They all look at each other and nod and start to walk away.
"You street catch up soon, Stan," Wendy says as she walks by him and follows the group out.
"What is it?" I ask turning back to him.
"A bunch of us are planning on throwing a party this weekend, considering it's Friday and all..." Stan says his eyes darting to the other side of the hall, "And I was wondering if you wanted to come?"
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