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StTAN'S POV::
“I still can’t believe that we are out of South Park. It’s unbelieveable”- Kenny said with a warm smile on his face.
“Everyone is. It’s the closest college to South Park, fag”- Cartman smirked and I looked out for Wendy. I saw her sitting on a bench with Clyde and my humour was completely busted. In the distance I heard Kenny arguing with Cartman, and Kyle was now looking at me.
“Dude, it’s gonna be okay. It happens”- Kyle gazed.
“It’s okay. I’m not that much into her anymore”- I stretched out.
“Distance brings fondness”- Kyle smiled.
“guess not with us”- After a little while I spoke.
“Well, young love doesn’t last for life”- Kyle patted me on my arm. He was trying to cheer me up. He understood.
“Thanks for cheering me up, man!”- I gave him a warm smile.
“Hey, boyfriend’s, stop this bs and don’t leave us out of the conversation”- Kenny laughed.
“Why don’t you just fuck? You guys are so faggy”- Cartman asked with a brief smile, and Kyle started getting red.
“Get off our back! We aren’t homo, maybe you guys are the faggy ones?”- I said with a smirk on my face.
“Yeah, sure”- Cartman pouted.
“See? didn’t even deny it”- I said to Kyle while pointing out my finger in the direction of Cartman.
“I can’t be homo, I had plenty of girlfriends before! What about Heidi?”- Cartman clunched his fist.
“Then I can’t be either! I was with Wendy”- I almost shouted.
“Oh come on, pookie! don’t pout too much unless you want to get wrinkles on your face!”- Kenny hugged Eric, and Cartman tried biting him on his arm to let go.
“Stop McCormick, ew! That’s gross, how many homosexuals are studying in this place?!”- Cartman yelled, and we bursted out into a laughing mess.
“Well, anyways, I gotta start heading out. I have a job on Saturday’s, See ya later Dude’s!”- Kenny shouted as he went running to our dorm. He works as a lifeguard in the nearest waterpark. It’s one of the sunny days, so I must say he gets paid well. To be honest, Kenny was always a sporty boy. He’s slim, tall, and has a great condition. Unlike Cartman. Also, It may be a little weird, but the four of us shares a dorm. Yeah, the only dorm left for us was for fourth people, even if me and Kyle begged the staff to find us one for two people, because we didn’t wanna get paired up with Cartman, and they just ignored us. Besides, we don’t even know how Eric and Kenny got into college. They had worse grades than mine, and mine were already bad. Kyle is the smart one in our group though. He always gets a 100 on his exams. But if he’s happy, I am too. His win is not my loss.
“His work is really paying off lately, maybe that poor fuck will afford a normal phone finally”- Cartman laughed.
“Shut up, Cartman. You don’t know how hard it is for him”- Kyle flinched. I saw a Tall figure approaching us. It was Bebe.
“Stan, Clyde wants to talk to you”- She was rolling her eyes and looking in the direction of her nails.
“When?”- I asked suprised.
“In five minutes. In the dining hall”- She said and left.
“Maybe he wants to fight you? That’d be so cool”- Cartman said.
“Kill yourself, seriously”- I stared at him and I got up.
“Dude, why are you going already? She said that he wants to talk to you in a five minutes”- Kyle raised his eyebrow.
“I have to hit the cafè on the way, soo”- I rubbed the back of my neck with an awkward smile on my face.
“Well then, I can hit it with you! I have to get my homework done anyways, and im not going to do it in front of that fatass”
“That’s fine with me jew!! Go and have a date with your boyfriend!”- Eric was frustered. We choose to ignore him though. As we walked Wendy gave me a disgusted look. I don’t know, when I’m not with Wendy I feel incomplete. I have to get over her, I know I do. Our breakup situation was kind of messy, because everyone thought that we will go back to each other again. I really hoped for that too. But..yeah, she is with Clyde now. We walked into the cafè.
“Man, it’s so much emptier today”- Kyle sighed.
“But hey, at least you can focus on your homework, right?”- I smiled.
“Yeah, that’s a good point”- Kyle walked over to an empty table and took his laptop out from his backpack. I was standing in the line to the counter, because Tolkien and Nichole were ordering something. I took out my phone and started typing to Kenny out of boredom. He answered with “It’s boring, as always. But at least i get to sit around doing nothing for almost two hours and i get money”- I put my phone in my bag and started to order when Nichole and Tolkien walked off.
“Hi Stan! what can i get for you?”- Tweek asked. His tics surely got better, and he’s not that anxious anymore. I heard that he applied for this job because he wanted to send money to his mom, or some shit like that.
“Hello Tweek, Can i get a latte with two tablespoons of sugar?”- I said after a while of staring into the cupboard with all types of coffee written on them.
“Of course! Takeaway or on site?”
“Takeaway, please.”- I answered and he shouted “one latte with two tablespoons of sugar!” to the back. I saw that no one is behind me to order, so I started a conversation with Tweek. I didn’t want to disturb Kyle.
“So, what’s this about? Why is practically no one there?”- I asked.
“About that…I figured out that since it’s sunny, most of the people are at the waterpark.”- He flinched.
“Well, yeah, it is pretty sunny, and the college is almost empty”- I chuckled and Tweek smiled.
“Usually most people come when it’s a school day, so it’s no big suprise”- He handed me my order.
“You have a great day”- I smiled and shouted to Kyle “goodbye” also. He just smiled at me. I made my way to the dining hall and saw Red & Wendy sitting in the corner. I also saw Clyde, and I approached him.
“Hi. What do you want?”- I asked him coldly.
“Just wanted to tell you, that I really like you, I didn’t mean it to be that way. We’re cool, right?”-It was ridiculous. Was this funny to him?
“I guess.”- I spoke after a little while with distaste.
“Can I go now? There’s nothing more to say about this.”- I sighed.
“Are you sure you’re okay? ‘cause, we can talk this out if you want.”- He asked with a worrying tone.
“I am. Thanks for looking out for me.”- I turned around and left. On my way back, I looked over to Wendy one more time. She was smiling. She looked happier than ever. I stood there for a while. My body is covered in traces of you. My arms, my thighs. People see you and look at me, their eyes glazed with horror, disgust, fear. Appalled because how could I destroy my own body like that? But what they’ll never see is how you were a faint glow during my darkest nights. You took me by my hand and showed me that I can be okay. They’ll never understand the comfort you brought me. Never understand how with each scarlet droplet that runs down my skin and leaves a trail of cold crimson, the heaviness in my body escapes with it and I feel Relief. I should despise you- but I don’t. I walked over to an empty table and began scrolling through media. Two hours passed and I decided to go back to my dorm. The doors were unlocked, so I decided to go in. I saw Kenny laying in his bed and looking over at the ceiling.
“Dude, you’re okay?”- I shut the door behind me.
“Don’t worry! just tired”- He looked over to me faintly and smiled.
“…Are you sure, Ken?”- I could tell when he’s not “tired” or anything like that.
“Yeah, probably just affections of my disorder. Don’t worry about it, my energy will be restored pretty soon”- He rubbed his neck. Kenny got diagnosed with Bipolar disorder 2 years ago, I can’t even imagine how he must feel. When we talked about it, he literally poured his heart out. I feel bad for him.
“Stan, I’m being serious. Don’t look at me like that”- He chuckled awkwardly.
“Fine. You can talk to me about everything, if you want to. I’ll listen.”- I smiled.
"I know that sexy!"- He smirked and I flipped him off.
"Hey, just so you don't forget, you can talk to me too"-He was probably suggesting that if I wanted, I can talk to him about the Wendy situation.
"What's this about Butters?"- I decided to ask him "straight" out.
"Oh.."-Kenny hummed.
"If you don't want to talk about it right now, you mustn't. I am not pushing you"- I narrowed my eyebrows and gazed at him with a worried look.
"No, no, it's okay. I guess it just didn't work out."- He smiled. Of course, Kenny seemed pretty chill about it, but i know he wasn't.
"You know, cause socially speaking, we were the same. Right person wrong time, isn't that what they say?"- Ken added after a while.
"Yeah..Right person wrong time."- I hummed.
“It’s so sunny today! By the time I was in that shithole, I forgot how nice the sunlight feels on my skin”- By the time he’s done saying that, he scoffs of to his bed again. I furrowed my eyebrows.
“Yeah, but you can’t forget the summer days!”- I pointed out.
“By the way, do you know where Cartman and Kyle are? It’s been almost two hours”- We heard a loud sound, and by the time we could react, Kyle and Eric came marching in our dorm.
KYLE'S POV:
“Where the hell were you two? sucking each other off?”- Kenny’s snickering is floating closer as I am walking towards my bed to leave my bag.
“Where the hell were you two? su- oh shut up retard, I’m not a fucking fag”- Eric doesn’t bother to mock him, and I motion my eagerness to leave the room.
“What happened Kyle?”- Stan asks, and he can’t help but be a little bitter about it. I march towards the exit door before adjusting my wristwatch.
“What the fuck?”- I heard Stan’s reply to my actions. I shut the door behind me, and I am going to meet with Tolkien. I remain unconvinced to talk to any of my roommates. I reach the dining hall, and I am met with a pair of brown eyes. “I just hope I won’t meet Wendy here”- It’s wishful thinking, at best. She doesn’t really like us now.
“Oh my god, that incident was so embarrassing. I knew we’d get through this someday because of that retard”- I sat beside him, looking less than unpleased. And here it is. Wendy and her group passing through the hallway, giving me the most pressuring gaze. Judging and analysing every inch of me. Poor Stan, now I get it why he’s so stressed whenever he’s around them since breaking up with Wendy.
“Why is he crossing the line again? He knows you have many sleepless night’s on your mind now because of the essays”- Tolkien replies in a clipped tone. It’s almost emotionless. Basically, when the principal entered the coffee shop, Eric started yelling “retard”, “faggot” and some shit like that. Pc got so angry that he gave US a 600-worded essay to write about “how word’s spoken to other people can be hurtful”. Cartman did it on purpose, because he knew that I am so hard-going on myself when it comes to grades. I can’t focus on studies anymore, because of tiredness.
“I mean, it’s Cartman, but he’s so annoying lately, that I want to fucking break his nose. Literally words can’t describe how much I hate him.”- My stomach turns and my head feels like it’s swimming. I can’t seem to stop the sickening feeling rising in my guts.