Chapter 6 | Wow, Gym Class Really Does Suck

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Kenny's POV

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"Alright everyone, line up according to team! Red versus blue! We went over this yesterday!" Our gym teacher yelled at us, everyone trying to get with their team as fast as possible to kick each other's asses. I was on the Blue team with Wendy, Cartman, Tweek, Token, Butters, and some other kids. The red team consisted of Kyle, Stan, Craig, Clyde, Heidi, and other kids.

All the balls (haha... I'm so kid appropriate, am I right? Okay, stop it weird thoughts) we're in the center of the gym, both teams on either side. We were all waiting to kick each other asses. I scanned the like of kids on our other team, eyeing them down.

Kyle and Stan were talking, but both giving the death stare to out team. Craig, of course, was flipping everyone off while chatting with Clyde. Heidi was staring at Cartman, with Cartman not noticing the girl staring at him.

"Hey, fatass, your girlfriend is staring at you!" Wendy whisper-shouted to Cartman, which replied with a middle finger to the staring girl and Wendy at the same time. Classic Cartman, I tell ya.

"And... GO!" The teacher yelled as the whistle blew. We all started throwing dodge balls at each other, the other team getting us easily. The whole thing was a blur, and I barely remember everyone running and trying to get each other out.

"Hehe... goodbye Kenneth," someone behind me muttered, hitting me with something in the head. That's the last thing I remember. And we were barely in the game! My god, Cartman, don't you have any control!

Those thoughts ran through my mind as I laid on the floor, my head pounding as I couldn't get up on my own. Before I passed out, I hear one last thing

"Nice try, Mysterion,"

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Cartman's POV

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Did I just kill him?

Nah, I didn't hit him hard enough for that much damage to happen. But jeez, two weeks of detention for me?! Wow, what an asshole our gym teacher is. But in order to get one week off of it, I had to bring Kenny up to the nurses office.

The two reasons I knew that Mysterion was Kenny so easily was that he had the scratch mark on the side of his face. I noticed how he had some makeup on the side of his face, and they gym was so hot today that I noticed some of it coming off, revealing the mark.

See, I'm smart! AND YOU ALL THOUGHT I WAS JUST THAT FUCKING STUPID? Everyone thinks that, with even some people saying it out loud. I act like it doesn't bother me that much, but it hurts a lot inside. Over time, you grow immune to that sense of worthlessness and names.

I think about how much Kyle insults me all the time, but does he really like me inside. Out of all my research, it does prove that Kyle does like me. I took so many online quizzes that all said he liked me! You can't deny the facts! On another note, DAMN! The walk to the nurses office is far as FUCK!

But I finally got there, giving her the limp body of Kenny, who didn't  seem like waking up just yet. He had dark circles under his eyes, probably from running around all night and stuff like that.

I broke free of my thoughts when I was being asked a question, the whole times not paying attention at all

"Hmm?" I hummed, the nurse sighing at my lack of attention. She must be pissed off at something today.

"I said, how did he get hurt?" She repeated, expecting me to answer that question soon. Oh shit... IMEANICANTTELLHERIDIDITONPURPOSE! Nghhhhhhh...

"I-I mean , it was during gym class, and U-uh we were playing dodgeball and-" I started, stuttering along with way. She gasped as soon as I said dodgeball, leaving the office and going to the front hall immediately. I looked down at Kenny on the cot, smirking at my success. Oh boy, I love getting what I want.

I left the office, hearing the breathing of Kenny in one ear and the yelling of the nurse to the office phone in the other, probably ranting about unsafe dodgeball is and stuff to our gym teacher.

But one thing's for sure that Kenny now knows, and he can't change it:

What's mine is mine, and he cannot take it from me. If he does, I will do whatever it takes to get it back.

No matter what the consequences are.

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