Description: [Y/N] is getting sick and tired of Cartman picking on Kyle for being a Jew and one certain comment draws the line.
[Y/N]'s POV
"Why don't you stick it up you're ass, Cartman." Kyle retorted after Cartman's comment.
"What? I'm just saying that Jews can't go swimming." Cartman repeated from earlier.
"And why not? I went before, remember the pee incident at the waterpark?" The cute redhead, and I mean cute, asked confused. I was pretty confused myself, there is no reason Jewish people can't swim. Cartman is so dumb.
"Because...um..." The stupid fatass doesn't even know why, what the fuck.
"You don't even know why, stupid fuck." Kyle insulted.
"YES I DO, STUPID JEW!" Fatass yelled. Does he think that'll get his point across. Well, I got news for him. It won't. Damn, he really is as dumb as Kyle told me. I even remember that exact day.
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This nice guy decided to walk me home on my first day because I was so nervous about rapist and such. When I told him this, he told me I sounded like Tweek. Whoever the hell that is. Well anyway, it was sweet of him so I considered him my first friend.
"Hey, where do you live?" The guy knocked me out of my thoughts and stopped walking. I stopped walking as well.
"Um, next to a dark green house." I said nervously. I've never been good with people, I was always so nervous.
"Oh sweet, dude. That dark green house is mine. We live next to each other. And I live next to my Super Best Friend, Stan. I should introduce you guys." He rambled on. So I can have more friends if I meet this Stan guy, huh? Should I?
"Um...that'll be g-great, I guess." I stuttered. Damn it. Can't I just talk normal? I've known this guy since class one.
"Are you okay?" He asked. Man, he's so nice. And cute.
"U-uh, yeah, of course." I stuttered again. Jesus, get it together woman.
"Oh, okay then. Just wondering. If anything is wrong just let me know. Okay?" He said. See, so nice, just like I said.
"Oh, okay?" Silence. "Do you happen to know a guy named Cartman?" I asked cautiously.
"As a matter of fact, I do. Why, did he do something to you? What did he do?" He asked fastly.
"Um, he told me to fuck myself with a chainsaw." I said, about to cry. Oh, did I mention I'm an over-emotional person. I hate that about myself.
"He did?" I nodded. "Well, don't listen to him, he's dumb, and an asshole, and a fatass, and sadistic, and-" He stopped and looked at me. I was giggling. "Hahah, am I that funny?"
"Y-yes." I said while still giggling. He smiled.
"That's great! Someone thinks I'm funny! And it's a pretty girl!" He smiled even bigger at the last sentence.
I stopped laughing and gaped. "You- you think I'm pretty?" I asked. Oh my god, he said I'm pretty. No one's ever said that before and the first person to say it is a cute guy.
"Um, yeah, you are. Heh." He stuttered. So cute.
"Thanks, um..."
"Kyle."
"Oh, I'm [Y/N]."
"A pretty name for a pretty girl."
"Hehe." I giggled again.
"Let's go, shall we?" He held out his hand.
"Sure." I took his hand and he walked me home.
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After that we became best friends and he introduced me to Stan and Kenny, and later on I met Butters. He didn't want me to be friends with Cartman, so he kept me away from him as much as he could. But at the bus stop, Cartman was always there so it was hard to stay away.
"Yeah, sure." The cute redhead said sarcastically. His sarcasm is adorable along with his red hair and green eyes. People say he looks like a girl, but I don't mind. He's kind of a cute girl.
"Oh, and Jews can't have girlfriends either. They'll just end up killing them like they did to Jesus." What. The. FUCK?
"HUH?" Kyle was flabbergasted. I was too. Jewish people ain't that cruel. Well, they ain't cruel at all.
"You heard me." Cartman said. Kyle scoffed, I stood there mouth agape, Stan rubbed the bridge of his nose between his fingers, and Kenny sighed.
"THAT MAKES NO SENSE." Kyle yelled back. Exactly my words.
"See, with that attitude, you'll never fall in love."
That's it! I walked up to him, stared him in the eye and proceeded to slap him across the face. He looked shocked and held onto his cheek. The other three fliched and also looked shocked. I don't blame 'em. I never would have done this if he was talking to Kenny or Stan.
"You take that back." He still looked shocked and didn't move. I could tell within his eyes, he looked scared. Good. "RIGHT NOW!" I yelled.
He scrambled to aplogize. "I-I'm sorry K-Kahl." He looked back at me and I raised an eye brow with my arms crossed and mouth in a frown. "I won't say anything like that again."
Kyle looked shocked at both Cartman's apology and my outburst. I hope I didn't scare him.
"Uh, It's okay, I guess." Kyle said cautiously like I might yell at him if he didn't say anything back. I would never yell at him.
"Okay." Cartman ran away after that and the bus pulled up. We all procedded to get on. I chose a seat in the back 'cause the back is always the best. Kyle sat next to me fiddling with his fingers. Is he scared? If so he didn't have to sit next to me. He could've sat with Stan. Although Stan might be sitting with Wendy or Kenny.
"Are you okay, Kyle?" I asked as I put my hand on his shoulder. He jumped. Yep, he's scared. "Sorry that I scared ya." I lowered my hand to my lap.
"NO! I mean, no. You didnt scare me, I'm just startled. That's all." He waved his hand around. Oh thank god he isn't scared. Maybe I'm just overreacting. "Thank you by the way."
"Oh, you're welcome." I smiled. He smiled back and raised his hand and layed it on my cheek. I blushed. He seemed to be blushing too as there was a little bit of red on his cheeks, but it could be 'cause it's cold too. He leaned in and whispered in my ear.
"He was wrong when he said I couldn't fall in love." Was all he said and removed his hand and turned away and talk to whoever was across from us. I blushed hard. Oh, two can play at that game.
I grabbed his face with both hands and turned his face to face mine. I whispered in his ear. "And he was wrong when he said I had to fuck myself with a chainsaw all those years ago 'cause I got you." I leaned back and kissed him hard on the lips. I pulled back and he covered his mouth and blushed harder than I did. Hahah. I win.
