One of those days

Chapter one

The red headed boy sat up and groaned.

"ugh, what the hell?"

He wasn't in his usual sleeping space, where was his Terence and Philip duvet? His comfy neck pillow? He looked around, but stopped suddenly and held his neck in agony.

"Kyle your going to be late!" A angry woman's voice filled the whole house and he could hear loud footsteps thundering towards him.

"Shit.." Kyle mumbled and sat up as quickly as his sleepy body could. it wasn't like him to be up so late, usually he's always the first or second person to school.

"Kyle! I'm talking to you!" The voice bellowed out and made him wince.

"Coming ma!" He croaked and threw on a orange t-shirt, skinny jeans and black combat boots, then ran downstairs and out the door as fast as his skinny legs could carry him, not even bothering to say goodbye.

"Where've you been, Jew?" A familiar voice greeted him as he finally stopped at the old rusty bus stop sign.

"Fuck off Cartman." Kyle snapped breathlessly, shooting the fat lump a cold glare.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." The brunette grumbled and returned the glare hastily.

"Whatever.." The day walker refused to let fat ass ruin his day anymore than It already was.

"Where's your little boyfriend?" Eric seemed oblivious to the red haired boys annoyance and carried on making things worse, "can't walk from all the gay sex you two had?" He sniggered, watching Kyle flinch in resisting temptation to knock the brunette to the floor.

The Jewish boy took a deep breath, "he is NOT my boyfriend, he has Wendy, and we aren't gay for fucks sake!"

"Okay sandy vagina whatever you say." Cartman doubled over with laughter as the bus came to a stop in front of them.

"That's it! I hate you you fat piece of shit! Don't ever talk to me again!" The red head ran onto the bus, his eyes started to mist over with tears, but he blinked them away, why was he so bothered what that obese racist had to say?

Ugh, it's gonna be one of those days.

A raven haired boy slumped down next to him,

"Hey! You made it!" Stan gave his best friend a playful punch, "what took ya so long?"

"I woke up late." Kyle managed a short simple answer and avoided eye contact.

"That it? You sure bro?" His blue eyed friend looked at him with genuine concern, it made the Jew sorta guilty, but he brushed it off.

"Yes! Stop bugging me!" He almost yelled in agitation. Stan's face fell, and his voice trembled.

"Okay man.. Sorry.." He stood up and made his way over to his gorgeous girlfriend.

Great Kyle, you drove even your bestest friend away.

"Damn, you two broken up now?" Eric slid his way over to the empty seat beside the red head, "I'm here for you Kahl don't worry." The brunette put a comforting arm around Kyle, and the green eyed mess did nothing to stop him.

"Just shut up already.." He mumbled and laid his head on the large boys shoulder in content, is it bad that he loved Eric Cartman's embrace so much?

To be honest, that was the furthest thing from the Jewish boys mind right then, in that moment on the bus.

That small moment that looked like nothing.

Yet meant everything to one particular brunette boy.