𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 » goodbye good girl

CHAPTER SIX

"OH, MY GOD! (Y/n) totally has a crush on Cartman!"

My head perked up quickly with wide eyes.
"What?!" I asked Bebe who sat across from me on her bed.
She giggled, earning the Wendy's attention as well. "You so do. I can tell. Besides, you're always with him." She continued to giggle.

I could feel my face starting to heat up slightly, but I ignored it and shrugged it off. "Yeah, we're just friends. Who cares, anyways." I looked at the two girls who sat across from me on Bebe's bed.

"I think it's cute." Wendy perked up.
I shot her a glare. "Trust me, I don't like him like that." I lied.
She smiled at my glare, amused. "No, you do. It's really obvious." She leaned back on her arm.

"Wait, for real?" I asked.

They both pointed a finger at me and laughed loudly in sync. "HA!"
"We just caught you in your own lie." Bebe snickered.

I groaned and stood up, walking over to her dresser to brush my hair. "Whatever, okay? Yes! I like Cartman." I got them another glare in the mirror. "He thinks I like Kyle though." I shrugged.

They raised their brows and leaned forward for the information. "Do tell." Bebe spoke dramatically to get me to crack up and laugh a little.

I thought about it for a minuet before responding. I'm not sure it's a good idea to tell them about the fake account, because if they say something it'll get out and ruin everything.

And I know that Bebe doesn't know how to keep a secret.

"I don't know, it's kind of-"

"Oh just tell us already!" Bebe interrupted with a bright grin. I rolled my eyes and smiled, walking back over to the bed and laying down.
"Okay fine! So you guys know about that catfish girl named Ashely that all the boys talk about?" I leaned forward with excitement.

They both nodded. "Yeah, Clyde talks about this girl named Ashely allot. Gets me really jealous." Bebe made a crooked frown.
I sheepishly smiled at her earning a brow raised from her. "What?" She asked confused.

"It's me! I'm catfishing Kyle. You know, and the rest of the guys. Some of them think it's fake but the others don't." I smirked.
Wendy started laughing and a grin. "Are you serious? Oh my god that's great! Can I do it too?" She asked.
I shrugged. "Maybe. I gotta ask Cartman. Him and I started it." I giggled. Bebe looked at Wendy with another smirk. "Oh yeah, she totally likes him." She giggled.
I waved them off and blushed. "Yeah, yeah."

"Do you think he likes you? We should set you guys up!" Wendy suggested. "Really? I don't know to be honest. I feel like he likes somebody else." I replied.

"Well we could fix that." Wendy said with another laugh. I smiled and laughed back at that.

"Wait! I just had an idea!" Wendy looked at Bebe with a grin. "What?" Bebe asked.

"She should join the cheerleaders! She'd be perfect for it! She's pretty, and looks like she would be one." Wendy said turning to me.

I smiled awkwardly. "I wouldn't mind joining." I agreed.

"Sweet!" Bebe grinned.

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   "So how was chilling with Wendy?" Cartman asked me with a smirk.
"Pretty shitty, right?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No, it was actually really fun. Never thought I'd say that, either." I shrugged with a small laugh. He looked shocked.

"Wha- Really?! You're joking," his eyes went wide looking at me. I sat in front of my mirror and continued to do my makeup.
"No. I would have shit talked about it already if I was kidding." I replied, looking at him through the mirror.
"They're going to come over tonight to sleep over again." I smiled, brushing out my (h/c) hair.

He made a crooked smile. "I told you that you'd end up getting close with Wendy." He narrowed his eyes onto me.

I raised a brow and looked at him. "It's fine, Cartman."
"You'll start acting like them. Watch. I call it in a week." He pointed a finger at me.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head, turning back to the mirror to finish brushing my hair.

"I'll be fine." I said.

"It'll be just like that dumb ass movie Mean Girls." He warned. I laughed. "I'll be fine, Cartman! Trust me. I won't turn into them." I smiled at him.

He looked at me for a minuet before shaking his head and looking away.
"I'm not going to be seen with some girly bitch." He grumbled, crossing his arms.
"You'll be ten times more popular than before. Then you'll forget all about us and leave us in the dust." He looked down at the floor.

I frowned slightly. "Dude, I would never. Besides, you're popular as fuck too. All the guys you hang out with, are." I shrugged.

"Okay, fine. But in a week, I call it. You'll start talking like them." He stood up.

"Whatever."

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