Second oneshot book

Kyle the wingman~Stenny (South Park.)

My heart fucking aches.... if I'm having a heart attack, bye bastards. I'm finishing this.
Warnings: Cursing.
Ages: 15.
Note: I'm doing a lot of stenny because I may or may not have started to like someone whose kinda like Stan while being like Kenny in my own opinion. Also, Kyle seems like he's out of character.... a lot. He's based off of what my best friend would do if the time called for the measure.
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Kenny's POV.

"Stan, you're late."

My heart jumps in my chest.

"Oh... yeah, here."

He gives a slip to the teacher before smiling at me. I smile back at this beautiful being before he sits next to me.

"So. What from chem?"

I take my notebook and shows him the page.

"That's the notes."

"Nice handwriting."

I giggle, very out of character but I do.

"Thanks. I do write a lot so it isn't surprising."

He nods and copies them fairly quickly.

"Hey Kenny!"

I look at Kyle, he's smirking.

"No, you will not."

He looks fake sad before roaring with laughter.

"Sorry, dude, but you gotta figure it out or I might go for it."

"Who are you talking about?" Stan asks.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Oh why can't I have friends here to help me the fuck out?

"Don't worry about it, just gay business."

Stan laughs.

"Give me the tea! That's my business too!"

WHAT NOW?

"Don't worry about it. Kenny's just crushing on someone."

"Kyle!" I bark.

"Sorry, man."

"But you said something about taking him if Ken didn't?"

Kyle laughs.

"Don't worry your pretty head about it, goofball."

I roll my eyes, shit, I'm not a jealous person.

"There are a lot more things to think about."

"Like?"

"How pretty you are."

Stan groans.

"What's gotten into you two?"

"Aren't I always like this?" I ask.