A Fall with Stan

Untitled Part 4

"I can't believe how built you are, Stan." Kyle said, smiling at Stan in the back of the car. We were planning to go to Stan's and play video games. But... How can I play a video game with a hot and sexy Stan Marsh in the same room, muscles reflexes each time he presses buttons on the controller? It's impossible! Stan is too sexy and will easily distract me.

Stan shrugged, clutching his sports bag to his chest. "I just exercise, run, do tons of push ups and sit ups. Oh, and I danced --a lot. "

Stan blushed at the last part, squeezing his bag more tight. Did he said he danced? What the hell? I thought he had given up dancing when we had done that crappy Elementary School Musical in fourth grade.

Kyle let out a fake cough, looking at me and Kenny through the view mirror. It's a good thing we were in front and not dealing with this awkwardness like Kyle is doing.

"Dancing is a great way to burn off calories and fat. " Kyle stated, turning to Stan. "I think it's good that you are enjoying it, Stan. "

"Easy for you to say, Kyle. "I added sneakily, looking out the road. "you're all skins and bones. Even skinner than Kenny here."

"Shut up, fat ass! At least I am healthy and not gorging in greasy foods, like Big Macs."

I rolled my eyes. "And rabbit foods supposed to make me healthy and fit? Get real, Jew."

Kenny let out a sigh as he park the car at a gas station, turning off the engine. He must have been exhausted since morning.

"All this healthy stuff makes me hungry. Who wants some snacks? I have discounts."

"But I'm kinda dieting. " Stan's voice went small.

Kenny brushed a string of blond from his face, turning to Stan. "Just buy a bottle of water." Stan looked like he was about to reply when he opens his mouth then closes it. What was that about?

Whatever. I unbuckled my seatbelt and, with Kyle by my side, for some reason, walked straight to the gas station. I need cheesy poofs to relax my mind.