(kyman)tell me why?

Cartmans letter

~kyle's POV~

Sitting with Kenny I felt a little uneasy, like someone was watching me, my gaze shifted over to see Kenny watching me,
"What's wrong dude?" Kenny spoke, concern clear in his voice
I looked at my notes trying to think up an excuse, "I uh just, forgot to do my homework last night" I said looking away
"Dude we didn't even get homework last night!"
"Plus you never forget to do your homework!"
He blabbered out "god shush Kenny" I said just above a whisper "and fine I didn't forget to do my homework" I said
"Then what's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's none of your business" I said getting annoyed
"I'll find out sooner or after" he said looking at his playboy magazine.

The bell rang, like it always does
At the end of school. I pick up my books and stuff them into my bag and walk out of class, heading towards my locker, I tilted my head at the sight of
What seemed to be a note?
Sticking out of my locker,
I curiously grabbed it from it original place, I was folded very poorly, I ignored it and began to read
'Deer Kyel meet me bi the park
Bi the slid at 7 see u thr'
I knew exactly who this was from, cartman, what would he want to meet me?
This is probably a sick joke of his, or maybe not, but it's most likely a stupid prank. But I couldn't be there I have a family reunion, aw fuck it I hate family reunions! I'd rather get fucked over by cartman then get kisses from my family members.

4:56 pm
I am so stressed about not showing up for my family reunion, mom's going to be so mad, I hate it when she's mad.

5:01
Oh jeez, she's going to kill me.
Just as I finished my thought, my phone buzzed, I fished my phone out of my pocket and opened up the text, it was from carman, 'hey jew r u going to be ther?' cartman cant even spell if it would save his life, I began to reply but another text came up,
It was from my mom.
'Where are you! So help me god if you don't come here this instant your in for it!'
A shiver went up my spine as I read, "oh jeez" I started typing,
'Oh I'll be there, I just extra work back at school' I hated lying to mom, she always finds out. With that I slipped my phone back into my pocket and headed home.

5:25
I opened the door to my house to be greeted with cold stares,
"Oh meet Kyle" my mom spoke clearly caught off guard, I waved my hand hesitantly, an older man nodded his head at me, he looked about 50? 60? I got other greetings as well, mostly 'hello?' Or 'hi Kyle' and others.
I headed upstairs only to be grabbed by the collar, "what do you think you were doing?"
I got scared by her death question "I was doing work a-"
"Bullshit! I called the school they didn't know what I was talking about, you made me look like a fool!" She screamed in my face spit flying everywhere,
"I" I started "I don't want to hear it!" "Yes ma'am" I replied sheepishly
"Good" she said ever so sweetly, she let go of my collar,
I looked down to see disappointment on everyone's face, I looked away with tears in my eyes, I ran upstairs into my room and locked the door, I sat on my bed with hands in my hair, I'm such a disappointment.

~Cartmans POV~
I never got a reply from that Jew! Does he think this is a prank?, does he think that poorly of me?
I mean I would too, if I was him.

I sat on the slide, waiting for a response, a few minutes later, I got a message,
Jew: hello, cartman?

Me: wut up

Jew: I'm not falling for it

Me: wut?

Jew: your stupid prank!

Me: Kyl, its not a prank!!!

Jew: okay, we'll see...

And with that I slipped my phone back into my pocket, a smile crept up on my face, he was coming!
I used my phone as a mirror and,
Fixed my hair, and whipped today's lunch off my face, I was ready.

  ~Kyle's POV~

I put my phone back into my pocket and made my way to the window, what if my mom finds out? I'll be dead!
I bit my finger nails, I've always done that when I was stressed.

I opened my window, very, very slowly. To make sure my mo couldn't hear.
But before I left I put some pillows under the sheets, to make sure that she would think it was me under the blankets.
Once again I made my way over to the window, ever so slowly, lifting my body out the window.
As soon as I was done that I,
Closed the window even slower then when I had opened it,
I climbed down to the bottom trying not to alarm anyone of my presents.

I walked to the park, wondering about what awaits me.