𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 » goodbye good girl

CHAPTER TWO

HEADING DOWN THE stairs and into the living room, we walked up to the door.
Cartman opened it, thinking it would be the guys finally arriving.

He was wrong. We both were.

"Hey gu- Oh. Who the hell are you?" Cartman asked the tall brunette at the door with a brow raised.

He was kinda cute.

"Oh, uh I'm Brady. Is liane here?" He asked.

Turning over his shoulder with a heavy sigh, Cartman glared. "Mom, some asshole's here to see you." He spoke loudly so that liane could hear him from the kitchen.
Running up to us, she pushed Cartman and I out of the way to greet the man at the door.
"Hi Brady. Sorry, don't mind these two, they won't bother us." Liane giggled at him, taking his arm and pulling him into the house like a giddy school girl.

I raised a brow at Cartman and he only looked back with a glare of disgust.

"Why don't you guys stay down here when the boys come over- We're going to be upstairs." Liane told us with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes with an amused smile and watched the two run upstairs.
Cartman crossed his arms and stood beside me, slamming the front door shut.
We heard the bedroom door upstairs close and instantly lock.

"Another guy. Fucking whore." Cartman groaned, sitting down on the couch with a soft thud.
I giggled, sitting beside him and laying my legs over his lap.
"It's not that bad. My mom used to bring home guys all the time, and I had to deal with it." I smiled at him.

He rolled his eyes, turning up the volume on the tv.
"Yeah, but your mom's married now. It's different." He made a crooked frown.

I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess so." I turned to looked at the tv and leaned my cheek against my hand.
Finally, we heard a knock at the door.

We sprung from the couch and grinned, holding back snickers as we raced to the door.
Opening it up, we were greeted by three familiar faces.

"Hey guys, come on in!" Cartman snickered, earning a few odd looks from the boys.

"Oh. Hey Cartman. So why did you guys call us over in such a hurry, anyways?" Stan asked, a brow raised as he and the other two walked in behind him.

I looked to Cartman with a smile, only for him to return it. "Oh, no reason. We just wanted to chill." Cartman replied, shrugging as he sat down on the couch.
"Yeah, we were bored." I added, sitting down beside him.

"Oh, Okay. So what's been up? This break has been so boring lately." Kyle asked us, sitting on the floor at our feet next to Stan.
Kenny sat beside me, putting an arm around me with a grin.

"Not much. I've been bored all week too." I sighed, waving them off with my hand.
I leaned into Kenny's arm and grinned happily.
It's great having guy friends.

Friends that are girls are nice . . But, I've always felt more comfortable around these four.

Especially Cartman.

"Yeah, me too." Stan nodded.

"Oh yeah, So, have any of you guys heard of this girl named Ashley Banks?" Kyle asked us.

I covered my mouth with my hoodie sleeve to prevent myself from laughing. I saw Cartman try doing the same, holding back laughter until his face was tinted with red.

"No." I mumbled with a shrug. "Who's that?" I asked him curiously. My brows furrowed slightly, acting as if I didn't know.

Stan started to snicker. "Dude, that's that catfished girl. I heard about her before. Allot of the guys at school talk about her . . None of them figured it out yet though." Stan snickered.

Cartman and I's eyes widened.

They knew?!

 
"Shit! Really? How did I not know that!" Kyle cursed himself.

"Ha! You dumb ass ginger." Cartman laughed with a red face. I kicked him with my foot and laughed anyway.
"That sucks." I said to Kyle, a sympathetic look on my face.

"She messaged me telling me I was cute, too." Kyle mumbled. I snorted.

"Sucks to be you." Kenny smirked at him. "Too bad you don't get any real action." He continued to smirk.

"So what. You probably have some sort of STD with the amount of nasty ass girls you've been with." I told him, leaning into Cartman's side instead of Kenny's.

"Pft, No." Kenny rolled his eyes.
"You sure about that?" I asked him with a brow raised.

"From this point on- nobody share drinks or food with Kenny!" I announced, sitting up with a laugh.

Stan laughed along with Cartman.
Kenny waved us off and chuckled. Kyle just continued to look sad at his phone, reading through the messages of him and the catfish.

"I already don't, so it's okay." Stan said with a small laugh.

"You won't get anything! I don't have 'nothin!" He crossed his arms. I giggled, poking him with my foot.

"We're just kiddinggg," I smiled at him.
"Yeah, lighten up douchebag. Jeez, this isn't the crybaby convention." Cartman rolled his eyes at him.

"You're sure she's a catfish?" Kyle asked, a brow raised as he went through her profile.
"She told me we could hang out this week." He said.

I took his phone and looked through the profile we had made, trying not to smile at all the hard work I had done. "I don't know. She looks real to me . . I would know." I shrugged, handing him the phone back.

"And if she said she'll hang out with you, then why would a catfish risk it?" I asked him.
Cartman nodded. "Yeah man, don't listen to them." He said.

"I don't know. She's probably gonna tell you she can't hang out. That's what they all do." Stan said.

Kyle sighed. "Fine! I'll text her right now and ask to hang out with her tomorrow." He said, typing away at his keyboard.

I took out my phone and put it on silent, and started to type at other peoples messages so it wouldn't look weird that we were texting at the same time.

"What are you gonna say?" I asked him curiously.

"I said, 'hey, wanna hang out at the movies tomorrow?' " He said with a casual shrug.

I nodded. "The movies sounds good for a first date." I smiled.
I texted Cartman and tried not to snicker.

To: Cartman-

'Give me the wig tonight so I can practice wearing it. The movies will be dark so he won't even have to see me.'

He snickered at his phone and nodded at me.
I laughed, earning the guys attention.

"What's so funny?" Kyle asked.

"Huh? Oh, sorry. Somebody Snapchatted me." I smiled innocently.

They shrugged it off and looked at kyles phone.
I smirked over my shoulder at Cartman. This was going to be too easy.