I Love You Kyle

Chapter 2 "Memories"

Your POV

Kyle and I finally get off the bus being followed by Cartman, Stan, and Kenny. The three all give Kyle and I space of course. While Kyle and I talk very quietly I see Stan yelling at Cartman from the corner of my eye.

"Dude why the hell did you call off the fight??!?!!!" Yells Stan

"Like I said Stan I had diarrhea." Replies Cartman calmly.

"You seem fine to me!!!" yells Stan.

"Well Stan," Cartman starts, "don't you suppose that this is kind of rude of you asking me why I didn't kick your 'super best friend's' a*s?"

"No because Kyle was the one that told me to f*cking ask you!!!!" yells Stan.

"Oh." Said Cartman

"So why'd you call it off?" asks Stan

"Well," says Cartman. Then he looks at me as if to see if he was allowed to tell Stan. I shake my head and he continues, "well, I can't exactly tell you yet."

Stan looks pretty pissed at this point, "WHY THE HELL NOT??!?!!???!!" Yells Stan.

"Listen Stan I can't exactly tell you at this moment because it's a secret but I will tell you later." Whispers Cartman.

Kenny is just reading his playboy magazine again.

"Fine fata*s, but you better tell me soon." Yells Stan as he walks to his front door and goes into his house.

Cartman just waves goodbye to me and walks into his house screaming, "MMMMEEEEEEMMMM!!!!!!! CAN WE GO TO KFC?!!???!!"

As we walk to Kyle's front door we realize Kenny who is still reading his magazine wandered off into the middle of the street. He stood there after he turned the page one last time. There must have been something really distracting to Kenny on that page because he stared at it while a truck was heading towards him.

I gasped and Kyle and I both yelled, "KENNY GET OUT OF THE ROAD!!!!!!"

He turn towards us and said, "Kyle you have to see what I found it's a---" he was interrupted while the truck hit him.

"O-Oh, Oh My GOD!!!!! H-He he killed Kenny!!!!!" I yelled

"You Bastard!!!!!!!!!!" Yelled Kyle then he turned and opened his front door, "Oh well." he said.

"'Oh well?' Shouldn't we help him or tell his parents or something?!!?!?!?" I yell.

"Oh. nah he always dies. he'll be back!" he yells walking through his front door.

"How-how do you know?" I ask.

"Because one time he videotaped himself shooting himself in the head then showed it to us." Kyle says.

"How do you know it was him?" I ask.

"He didn't have his coat on." says Kyle.

"Oh?" I say still a bit confused.

"Yeah so should we study in the kitchen or my room?" Kyle asks me.

"Um...your---" I start but then, I am interrupted by Mrs. Broflovski.

"Good afternoon Kyle how was school? Oh Boobala is this (your/name), the girl you're always talking about?" she asks.

Kyle starts to blush his cheeks are as red as his mom's hair.

"Um... yes mom.." says Kyle facepalming.

"Well hello (your/name) I'm Kyle's mother Sheila Broflovski, you may call me Sheila. It's very nice to meet you." she says shaking my hand.