note: requested by @PiggehLover101
Eric Cartman was, admittedly, an overweight male. His crush, however, had a perfect everything.
She had a perfect body, the most beautiful eyes, luscious hair, and her skin-- god, her skin...
The male blushed a dark red as his thoughts started to wander. He looked at himself in the mirror and frowned. No way would a girl like _____ like him; he was just a fat asshole who like to fuck around with other people.
The brunette closed his eyes and shook his head before leaving to the bus stop.
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"(full name)! Get your ass up here this instant, young lady!"
You strutted up to the front of the room, letting your hips sway tauntingly at the kids in the room. "Yes, Mr. Garrison?" you asked, giving a sly grin.
"What are you wearing?!"
You were wearing tight-fitting shorts (that were slightly below the knee), a tight-fitting top (it felt comfortable-ish), and stylish boots.
"What's it look like, teacher?" A pencil fell off his desk. You grinned, knowing that Eric was virtually right behind you. "Let me get that for you." The laugh that wanted to come out was forced down as you bent over, picking the pencil up off of the floor and placing it on his desk.
"That is not schoo-"
"Actually, sir, it is. My shorts are below my knees and my sleeves are three fingers wide." You grinned as you proved him wrong.
"Either way, go get a jacket from the nurse's office! You're distracting the boys!"
You feigned a sigh as you started slowly towards the door.
"Ah- uhm, _____?"
Bingo.
You turned around, head tilted slightly as you gave Eric a curious stare.
"Yes, Eric?"
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Cartman bit his bottom lip slightly. He stood up and pulled his coat off. "Y-you can borrow my coat, or whatever..." he muttered, holding it out. He watched the soft smile spread across the female's face as she strolled over and took the warm material from him. A tiny blush formed on his cheeks when their fingers brushed.
"Thanks, Eric. You're a real sweetheart sometimes." _____ gave him a wink as she pulled the jacket on.
She returned to her seat and Cartman returned to his.
"When're you two gonna hook up?" Kenny asked him.
"Don't ask things like that, Kenny!" Cartman hissed quietly. The blush on his cheeks darkened as he glanced over at _____.
She grinned at him and pretended like she was typing on her phone. She mouthed two words that distracted him for the rest of the day.
Message me.
