Before he cheats

Strong and confident

Kyle was writing math problems on the white board, explaining basic steps on fractions and algebra repeatedly. I would pay more attention if he weren't wearing his tight green shorts and button down shirt. He just looked so sexy wearing long sleeve button collar green batiste, and green plaid shorts. So sexy and smart. 

"Are you paying attention, fat ass or do I need to the principle you are refusing to operate?" Kyle turned away from the board and glared at me in annoyance. He looked so adorable when he scowls at me with a hot temper. That's one of the reasons why I adore him so much. His hot temper, intelligence, beauty, and generosity. Kyle was like Stan except he's more soft-spoken when he isn't angry and preachy in his speeches and messages. Believe it or not, I used to adore his cheesy speeches when we were kids. 

I flickered a piece of bubble  gum wrapper at his nose, smirking at him, "Kahl, you're littering in the music room! Bad Jew!"

I taunted heartily, chew a bubble gum and blow a big bubble. I can't let him know about my sexual fantasy about him so I have to tease him to distract my undying love for him. 

Kyle growled angrily, slamming his hands on the desk. "You are such a lazy, fat ass! I don't understand why principle Robinson paired me up with a monster like you! I'd rather tutor Clyde than you."

"Than maybe you should, Jew! Go on right ahead and tutor that crybaby asshole." Crap...please don't go Kyle. I was just joking.

"I swore to the principle that I would help you all week," Kyle mumbled sharply, anger rise in his voice. "

"You rather spend your Wednesdays and Thursdays tutoring an asshole like me? How completely generous of you, Kahl." I commented sincerely, adore and impress how unselfishness Kyle is. 

Kyle scoffed hotly at me remark. "Is that suppose to be sarcasm?"

"No. I'm serious," I explained shyly, gulping down my gum and doodling random drawings on my notebook. "No one ever willingly spends their time tutor me. I know I'm an asshole and all but I'm--

"I wanted to help, dude. Even an asshole like you deserves a private tutor.  

My heart raced as Kyle reach my hands and hold them with his soft ones. 

Just like in my dream except this one was sincere.

"We can do this together if you operate and show me how confident, and strong you are," Kyle encouraged me, emerald orbs glisten from the dim light. 

'Okay, Kahl. I'll be confident, and strong for you.'

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Cartman is in love with Kyle but is Kyle also in love with him? Stay tuned!