Stans POV.

I walked over to Kenny who was standing at his locker and looking at a sheet of paper in his hands.

"What's that?" I ask and glance over at it.

I look at the note and smile a little.

"Who gave you this?" I ask another question with my face burning red.

Kenny shrugged, being quiet as he looked at the paper again.

I glanced at it once more and my smile faded. I didn't even notice until then.

At the bottom it said
P.s. I'm sorry...but things are just not working out... Its over Kenny..

I looked at him realizing that he had a few tears coming down from his eyes.

"Kenny? Its OK... You'll find someone better..." I looked away, trying not to be to open with my feelings.

He shrugged again and fianly said something.

"It just sucks though... I mean.. You know how I feel.. Because of Wendy." He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the lockers. "It just sucks."

I held the note in my hand and played with the edges.

"Well... Look at it as a opportunity. She was a bitch any way dude. Fuck her. Come on, let's get to class.". I told him.

He smiled and I tryed not to blush.

Kenny's POV.

Stans right. She was a bitch. And I guess now is my chance to tell Stan how I feel about him. 

We walked into class and I sat down.

Eric and kyle and token all sat around me.

But Stan sat right beside me. He would look over at me and when I looked at him he would turn away. I laughed a little.

He's so cute when he blushes like that.

The teacher walked in and I didn't even pay attention.

I was drawing Mysterion (aka, me) holding Stan in my arms. It was amazing.

"Kenny! What's the awnser to number four?" The teacher said causing me to look up. 

I was silent.
What was it?

Stan passed me a note with the awnser and I said it out loud.

"Good" she said and turned away toward the board and started writing.

I looked over at Stan who was smiling and had thumbs up.

"Thanks" I whispered.

After class I walked to gym class.

Cartman was talking about how gingers have no soul or some dumb shit.

"Kenny!" Stan yelled and walked beside me. "Guess what?" He asked and playfully punched my arm.

"What?"

"Your ex girlfriend is dating Clyde now."

"Ugghg... I don't care."

"Good. You shouldn't."

"You wanna know something?"

"What?"

"You look hot with your shirt on backwards"

Stans face turned pink and he looked down at his shirt.

"Oh..." He said.

"Its fine, just take it off and fix it"

I grinned at him and he crossed his arms.

"F-fine."

He grabbed the bottom of this south park gym shirt and took it off.

I blushed at watched.

He fixed it and put it back on.

"Better?" He asked.

"Better"

{I just wuv dis.  Part two coming soooon}

(I'm sleepy and I have school tomorrow so I'll write more later. I love you guys!)