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Stan's List

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"What the hell?" Kyle Broflovski stared at the list taped to the wall in disbelief. While in the background, Cartman danced in circles.

"I'm better looking than Kahl!" He chanted while a chorus of high-fives ran throughout the boys bathroom as they all realised their rank in the girls' eyes.

And beside him Kyle saw a middle finger fly up as Craig exclaimed, "Hah fuckers! I'm totally better looking than all you assholes!" Granted, he was only twelve. Even Butters was better looking than him. Oh well.

"AWESOME." Clyde high-fived Token as they both realised their ranks, one and two in that respective order.

Kyle studied the list more and realised Stan was three. And he... he was fifteen. His eyes couldn't tear away.

"Come on Kyle." Stan Marsh mumbled, "It's only a stupid list, remember?" At this point the boys trailed out the bathroom, all satisfied with their ranks. Kyle, however, still stood staring. How could this happen?!

"Am I really that ugly?" Kyle dryly spoke to maybe Stan standing beside him, but maybe not. He was still struck with disbelief. And if he didn't know any better, he could have sworn that was definitely not a random drop of water.

Stan said nothing.

"Answer me Stan." The red head confirmed his question was in fact directed towards Stan.

"Uh..." Stan started out, not being able to look at Kyle. He didn't think he was ugly, no. But how could he say that? It would sound... gay.

"So it's true." Kyle's voice cracked as he turned from his friend, "I'm fucking ugly - fugly!" He could have sworn he was running, but maybe not because his feet stopped right when Stan called his name.

"Kyle Broflovski!" He called sternly and almost harshly. The owner of the named called did stop, but didn't turn to his friend.

"What," Kyle said more as a statement than anything else. His finger nails found his palms and apparently they liked where they were, because one slit his skin and he felt the strikingly cold burning blood trickle down his finger.

"You aren't ugly." Stan said, biting his lip at the end. It wasn't a lie, and he knew that. But he just couldn't say it without sounding gay.

"You're fucking lying and just saying that so I won't feel bad." Kyle answered finally turning to his friend.

"No, I'm not, really, I swear." Stan met eyes with his best friend, realising he was crying. All a stupid list his little Jew ass. "I just, I sound gay if I said it." He felt red hit his cheeks and saw he wasn't the only one. Kyle did too.

"Say it anyways, I'm the only one here." Kyle said, weary of his best friend's answer.

"You... You're actually really cute, Kyle. I mean... I always loved you.. your hair." Stan looked away, sure the red puff ball on his hat was the same colour as his cheeks. But he saw Kyle smile. He knew what was coming. But it quickly faded.

"But the girls don't think that. And you're my best friend, you can't call me ugly." Kyle found himself staring at the bathroom floor, not realising how dirty Stan's converse were. "Plus their list doesn't agree." He was still staring at his best friend's shoes.

"Who gives a fuck about the girls' list?" Stan yelled, making Kyle cringe.

"You only say that because you're number three." Kyle answered bluntly.

"No, I don't! Hell, Kyle, if I had a list you'd be fucking number one!" Stan yelled again, grabbing Kyle's shoulders.

"That sounds gay." Kyle looked at his friend's blue eyes. He never noticed how blue they were. Or maybe he was just trying to find an excuse not to listen to his friend.

"So what if it's gay? You're fucking adorable Kyle, now trust me." Stan calmed down, but he didn't loosen his grip on Kyle's shoulders. The red head looked up confused.

"Are you coming onto me?" Another smirk finally emerged. Kyle was starting to like Stan's list.

The raven haired boy lightly loosened his grip on Kyle's shoulders and bit his lower lip. "Uh, no." But he knew it was a lie.

"I still don't believe you really mean all that you say." Now Kyle was just testing him, for what? He didn't really know himself.

Stan grumbled and held Kyle's chin. The red head trembled as he felt a nerve possibly split because he was sweating cold sweat. And his heart suddenly started to fly.

But before he could comprehend anything else, he felt something cold and slick press against his lips. Until he finally came to he didn't realise it was his best friend's lips. They tasted like chocolate. But soon Kyle pressed back, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around Stan's neck, playing with his hair like he always wanted to. But that sounded gay.

Kyle laughed in his head and totally thought that kissing his rather hot best friend in the middle of the bathroom was, oh, totally not the gayest thing ever. And by now, they probably had ripped off the list by pressing their bodies to the wall.

Kyle liked Stan's list better anyways.

So I finally got some more inspiration to write. It seems like I've lost my touch. :[ But nevertheless, I watched an episode of South Park & got brought back.

"The List", season eleven or something. Kyle got voted the ugliest & I was like, "ZOMG."

Yeah, I found a gay thing to write. Well I have to go & catch my bus. For all you lucky folk who either don't go to school or get home earlier than I do, tell me what you think.

(:
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