The Goth and the Jersey Boy (A South Park Style Fanfiction) (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Two: Coffee Shop

Outside, Kenny led the way to a group of four boys. One was blonde and around Kyle's height. He was wearing a green shirt that was poorly buttoned and he hung onto the boy next to him. This boy was tall, probably taller than Kenny. He was also incredibly pale and thin. But not so thin he seemed unhealthy, unlike Kenny. He had black hair that was mostly hidden under his blue hat with a yellow poof ball on top.

The boy next to him was sort of short - only about 5'6" - and chubby. He had a pretty stocky body, seeming sort of muscular on top of those. He had a red letterman jacket on with a D on the back. He had wavy brown hair and oddly long eyelashes for a boy.

The last person was next to him - and he stuck out like a sore thumb. He had a yellow shirt and dark jeans on. His brown hair was sort of a messy mop on top of his head. It appeared that he was cross-eyed since one of his eyes was directed somewhere else. But the thing that really made him noticeable was his crutches. His legs were completely unusable based on the way they looked just through his jeans. It seemed as if this were a birth defect.

Kenny walked up to the group. "Hey, guys," He greeted. The tall boy in the blue nodded, then looked at Kyle. "Who's this whore." He said in a monotone voice. He made it seem like he didn't really care. It didn't even sound like a question.

The blonde boy smacked his arm, glaring. He rolled his eyes. "Sorry, it was rude of me to think you make people pay. Who's the man-slut, McCormick?" He said sarcastically. The blonde hit him again. Kenny rolled his eyes. "Everyone, this is Kyle. Kyle, this is Tweek," He motioned to the blonde. He waved. "This is Craig Tucker," He gestured to the tall one with all the insults. He flipped Kenny off. "This is Clyde, and this is Jimmy." He referenced the last two. "H-h-hi, Kyle." Jimmy stuttered out. Kyle nodded. "Sup,"

Tweek poked Craig, getting his attention. Kyle watched as he did some hand gestures that Craig seemed to understand. He went to ask Kyle something, but he was stopped. "Yeah, I sign." Tweek smiled and started signing something, but Kenny started talking. "Ugh, now even more of my friends sign." He groaned.

Craig rolled his eyes. "Learn, then." Kenny shrugged. "Ehh, I don't really know if I want to, though." Kyle smiled. Craig pinched the bridge of his nose. "Y-y-y-you're n-n-not the on-l-l-ly one wh-wh-who c-c-can't s-s-sign out o-o-of us," Jimmy said. Kenny nodded. "Yeah, but Cartman refuses to learn because he's an asshole and Clyde is just too lazy. I don't want to be associated with that." Craig flipped him off.

Tweek smiled a little bit and signed to Kyle. "Sorry about him. He's like that with basically everyone." Kyle smiled and shook his head. "Don't worry, I'm used to it." He signed. Tweek seemed taken aback by that. He raised an eyebrow. Kyle waved a hand dismissively. "It's not important. I can tell you later." He signed. Tweek nodded.

"Oh! Where are Token and Fatass?" Kenny asked, taking out a carton of cigarettes, opening it and offering it to Craig. "Snack run," Craig answered, taking one. Kenny nodded, tilting the box to Kyle. "You smoke?" He asked. Kyle shook his head. "Thanks, though." Kenny nodded, handing the carton to Tweek, who took one and handed it back. Craig took out a lighter and handed it to Kenny.

He lit his then handed it back to Craig. He lit his, then handed it to Tweek. "S-s-so, K-Kyle," Jimmy started, getting Kyle's attention. "W-w-where did y-you m-m-move from?" Kenny stifled a laugh.

Kyle shifted his weight. So far, 'the big reveal' had only brought him trouble. Not that he really cared. It was apparently already made clear that he loved to fuck, but the other half of "Jersey culture" is loving to fight. So he didn't really have a problem with people hating him.

"Jersey." He answered nonchalantly. Unluckily for Craig, right before Kyle had answered, he sucked in from the cigarette. So after he had answered, he broke into a fit of coughs. "Wait- what?" He choked out. Tweek lightly patted his back.