Kenny Mccormick

Chapter 4.5~ PARTY!

(Your pov: Saturday morning)

I begin to regain consciousness from sleep hearing no alarm. Did I forget to set it last night?

I lay there a while longer not wanting to move but I know I probably should. I agreed to spend the day with tweek then we can carry on to stans party afterwards. Stans party. SHIT STANS PARTY?!

I scramble to get out of bed getting my foot caught in the sheets, again I hit the floor with a loud bump. well more like a bang.

"FOR FUCK SAKE! OWW, HOW DO I KEEP DOING THIS!" I shout out despite it being muffled as my face is pressed into the carpet. I push myself up from the floor and sit up sidewards on the floor.

Anyway, I need to decide what I want to wear. Hmm maybe I should put something on that can serve both purposes...

"y/n! Y-you up?!" tweek yells as I hear him coming up the stairs making me jump. Oh yea, forgot I gave him a key ages ago. One time he walked in on me in the kitchen dancing around embarrassingly to my favourite song, I burnt my breakfast too. The door opens softly and he tries to stifle a giggle at the sight of me sat there tangled in my bedsheets on the floor.

"Woah, w-what ha-happened to y-you?" tweek asked still trying not to laugh

"fell out of bed again, what time is it?" I replied still feeling groggy and this made him burst out laughing. once he calmed down a little he answered me.

"its a-around 11:30, h-how do y-you m-manage to fall o-out of bed a-almost e-every day?"

"no idea, anyway it's the party tonight! I hope it's good" I said brightening up a little

"w-well c-craig appears to be q-quite excited" he said, smiling at the thought

"Really? the monotone assholes exited-"

"hey! h-he's not r-really like t-that and y-you know it" he interrupted, cutting me off in craigs defence.

"I'm joking! I'm joking but he would be, he's pretty much always looking to get high at parties"

"gah"

"its a joke!"

"Y-yea yea very f-funny y/n" he muttered

"I see his sarcasm is rubbing off on you, anyway what are you wearing to the party?"

"O-oh, e-erm I was planning on going like this" he said pointing to his outfit that consisted of a green flannel shirt with dark blue jeans and his usual shoes.

"i-is it n-not g-good e-enough?" he asked panicking a little

"no no you look good! I was only asking tweekers" I smiled

"o-ok"

"so it's casual?"

"y-yup"

"Hmm, maybe- oh I know!"
I jumped up after untangling myself and headed for the closet.

I swung the doors open and started looking.

"W-what are y-you planning then?

"I'm not sure if ill go with this but, a few months ago my parents brought me home this really nice dress and i- i cant find the frikin thing now" I said sighing as I frantically pushed around in my closet, the hangers squeaking. I searched for a while longer then I finally found it.

"Haha! Got it!" I exclaimed in excitement as I dragged it from the now tangled mess in my closet.

"I know I don't usually wear dresses but, whaddya think?" I asked holding up a (f/c) sleeveless dress with one main colour on the top and a different tone on the bottom.