Kyman: Newfound Feelings

The New Cartman

Chapter 7: The New Cartman

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Kyle's POV

Summer before high school wasn't very exciting. I didn't get to talk to Stan as much because he moved to a different school so that it was easier to get to school since he lives full time on his dad's farm and Kenny... He was being Kenny, I don't entirely know what he was doing. But the most surprising part of summer was that Cartman didn't contact me once. Usually, in the summer he's asking left and right to hangout because no one is willing to with him. It hurts emotionally, but not really...

Same as I did last year I put on my orange jacket and placed my green hat atop my head that I haven't worn in a while. I crept down my stairs to come to the smell of some weird Jewish concoction my mother had made.

"Ready for school Bubbla?" My mother talks in her thick Jersey accent.

"Yup and I'm excited too, high school woo!" I reply with a smirk.

"That's the enthusiasm I want." My mother smiles and pats my head.

I finish my breakfast and head out the door to the bus stop.

As I arrive at the bus stop I notice a tall slightly muscular, but partly chubby brunette standing there. "When did we get a new kid in South Park?" I thought to myself. But when I got close enough it hit me.

"Eric fucking Cartman... Damn when did puberty hit you, you're almost as tall as me... Keywords, almost." I chuckle and slap him on the back.

"Hehe funny joke, you're taller than me get over it, do you need an Emmy for it you stupid jew?" Cartman locks me a glare.

"You might have changed physically, but you're still the same old fatass I know."

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Cartman stood talking and ignored my presence.

Now that I think about it, Cartman really has changed for the better when he hit puberty. He needed the extra height and his weight seemed to spread over throughout his body and he filled out pretty well. I still wonder why he's ignored me all summer.

Cartman's Pov:

That stupid Jew fag really thinks he can talk to me... His stupid jewfro and the ugly keen smirk he gets on his face. God, I hate him.

My eyes dart in the direction of Kyle's body movement as he moves in my direction. Kyle's head is placed on my shoulder as he whispers something in my ear.

"Why didn't you call me this summer," Kyle whispered in my ear almost seductive and my body grew hot.

"Get away from me you disgusting jew fag!" My voice raised in anger as I pushed Kyle's body from mine.

My eyes locked onto his and his bright green eyes looked hurt.

"Alright jeeze Cartman, didn't know you were gonna be this pushy." Kyle looked away and had a slight pout on his face.

Kyle's POV

After Cartman's little fit, the bus arrived shortly after. I got in and sat at the back of the bus by myself having my thoughts to myself.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Well this chapter is certainly shorter than the others , but do not fret