Sippy Cup (South Park)

Chapter 6| Clyde

"And this is how you solve a simultaneous equation. Now, if there's any questions, feel free to-"

Our teacher doesn't get to finish her sentence, meaning that Kyle Broflovski doesn't get the answer to his question about simultaneous equations.

Reason being? Officers march into our maths classroom, not even thinking to knock or ask permission.

My first thought is that they're being disgustingly rude, and my second thought is 'oh shit, don't look under my flower bed.'

And I almost make myself laugh out loud, because with this new found confidence is a new found sense of humour that Kevin adores.

Ah, Kevin.

My favourite person in the world right now.

With his pretty eyes and clear skin, and his wide, dorky smile and dark locks. His looming figure, his awkwardness, his laugh and his...

And then the officers speak, and I can't help but find them rude once more.

They have no right to cut off my thoughts about Kevin.

Ah, Kevin.

"Hello, students." The voice is oddly familiar, and when I look up I know the face. However, the name hasn't bothered to stick around. "I'm Officer McCormick, an' all I want to do is see a few pupils an' ask a few questions."

He's definitely here because of Bebe.

Who else would it be?

Everyone has noticed how she's not been coming to school. People talk, on the corridors. I've heard them. Rumours, about what happened to Bebe Stevens.

There's three that are the most popular:

She found a sugar daddy and ran away with him. (While it's very likely, considering Bebe's love of expensive clothing and branded shoes, I doubt there's anyone rich enough here... unless she has a thing for chocolate, i.e, Token's father).

She got shipped off to a boarding school because of her grades. (Complete bullshit. Bebe is smart and beautiful and fierce, even if she hurt me a whole lot, so she'd never stand for that).

She watched Thirteen Reasons Why and pulled a Hannah Baker. (While it's very amusing, the fact that it's about her dying scares me. It's awfully close to the truth, and I always have to remind myself that it's just a silly rumour).

However, my favourite theory on Bebe's 'disappearance' is that she was taken by Prince Charming, and rode off into the sunset on his unicorn with all the shoes she could dream of.

It's my favourite because it makes me laugh, and because she deserves something like that.

Hopefully her afterlife will consist of unicorns, shoes and handsome men. After all, I do love her.

Chatter has erupted in the room.

I hear her name around six million times, and I can't help but grin. Then I hurriedly stuff my race into my sleeves, covering my amusement at the situation.

Bebe had been pronounced Missing a day ago, and since then I have attempted to put up a concerned ex boyfriend persona. I pretend that I'm horribly depressed over my 'one true love' evaporating, and I find comfort in my friends and cry on their shoulders.

No one calls me a Crybaby anymore. They wouldn't dare, especially considering the circumstances. Plus, they've also noticed the small change in me.