Butters POV
I'm awakened from my day dreaming by the slamming of Eric's hand against the locker next to mine, I recoil back, causing him and his friends to snicker. I wish Kenny never went away. Everything was perfect until he got arrested. I miss him so much. I get this feeling in my stomach and my heart beats when I think of him. His deep blue eyes and his dirty blonde hair, I feel like I'm sick but in a good way when I think of him. The mild torture and bullying continued as I saw a bright orange coat front the corner of my eye, entering the hallway. I nearly had a panic attack when I looked at him, that same feeling that I had described worsened to the point of light headedness. My mind was a mixture of bliss and nervousness. His confident stride sent shivers down my spine as he neared my locker, I couldn't help but dart my eyes between him and my books. But when I finally focused on him I looked him deep in the eyes and saw the same deep blue that had been there five years ago. My panic had turned into pure fear as he was now 3 feet away from me, His face scrunched with confusion at my strange behavior. "Hey Butters, no hug or?" A few seconds of silence follow by an awkward giggle, "Come here you idiot" he says embracing me in his arms. "It's so good to see you Kenny. "I know, I feel the same. I've been waiting for this for so long." Tears start to stream down my face, but Kenny lifts my head gently by my chin until I'm looking right at him. He wipes the tears from my eyes using the sleeve of his hoodie. "Butters don't cry. I'm here, and I'm never leaving again." He said with a happy but... somewhat sinister look on his face." "Ew, Kenny has a fucking boyfriend." Stan chuckles to himself, the rest of the boys follow." Kenny lets me go and I quickly scurry to my class, I don't wanna be around them for a second longer.
