Hey everyone! As you may know, this is a new story. I needed something new to start writing so I made this. So hope you enjoy!

"Kyle! Hurry up! Your gonna be late for school and Stan is waiting for you!"

'Stan! Better hurry up!'

Kyle ran around his room for one of his shoes

'God damn it! I should have listened to Mom and had everything the night before than leaving all of this shit at the last minute!'

He found his missing shoe and slipped it on. He grabbed his backpack, his Chemistry text book, and a strange red box from his bed and ran down stairs to find Stan sitting on the couch, twiddling his thumbs.

Kyle took a deep breath, 'relax Kyle. Just… relax.'

He took a few more steps and stood in front of Stan. Kyle hid the red box before Stan looked up.

"Hey." Kyle said nervously.

"Hey. Ready to go?"

"Yeah. But first, here."

Kyle held out the box in front of Stan. Stan looked at the box strangely, then back at Kyle, raising an eyebrow.

"What's –"

"It's a present. For our Fifth Anniversary."

Stan smiled and gently took the box from Kyle. His eyes grew from what he sees, a solid gold bracelet with a little heart shaped gold plaque saying 'KB + SM'. Stan quickly looked at Kyle.

"Kyle! I… I…"

Kyle put a hand in front of Stan before he could continue.

"You don't have to say another word." He said with a gentle smile.

"I love you so much Kyle. I wish I could have gotten you something."

"You're all I even need."

Stan smiled and got up the couch. He took Kyle's hands and was about to kiss him until…

"Kyle! Don't you dare do that in this house! You know what will happen if you do!"

They jumped quickly as the voice of Kyle mother filled the room.

"Alright mom! Well, I guess I'm leaving!"

"Bye Kyle! Bye Stan!"

"Bye Mrs. Broflovski."

They left the house to their high school, without another word.

Stan looked at Kyle then at the red box that Kyle gave him. He opened it again and pulled the bracelet out of the box and put it on. He began to examine it on his wrist.

"My God. It's fucken amazing! How…? I'm not gonna ask that. But, what did his mother mean by 'or else'?"

"Umm Kyle?"

"What's up Stan?"

"What did your mom mean by 'or else'?"

Kyle's face began to turn hot a bit and looked around to see if he could change the subject.

"Um, uh, she's just, not use to us going out bit still… uh, oh look! It's Kenny!"

Stan looked at Kyle as he ran towards Kenny, and another boy with brown hair and a red jacket. He let out a sigh and walked over towards them

"Hey guys."

"Hey Ken. Hey fat ass."

"Ay! Watch it Jew!"

"Whatever Cartman."

Cartman flipped Kyle off and crossed his arms, glaring a bit at him. Kenny on the other hand, smiled and looked over at Stan's wrist.

"Whoa Stan! That's some nice metal around our wrist."

Stan looked at his wrist and smiled, looking back at Kenny, "Thanks. Kyle gave it to me for our Fifth anniversary."

"Careful Stan, or else poor boy will steal it from you"

"Fuck you fat ass! No I won't."

"Damnit! I'm not fat!"

"Yeah, yeah. So, what did you give Kyle?"

"Uhh…"

Kyle rolled his eyes as he covered Stan's mouth before he could say anything.

"He doesn't need to give me anything. As long as he loves me, that's all I ever want."

"Pft fags."

"Fuck you fat ass!"

He punched Cartman on his shoulder and storms his way into the school.

'Stupid asshole! I swear I sometimes want to beat the shit out of him!'

Kyle stops in front of his locker and violently opens it up. He begins to think a little more about what he thought a few seconds ago.

'If I do, then, why don't I?'

"Kyle!"

He escapes his thoughts as he turns around to see Stan, Kenny and enemy looking at him.

He continues, "Don't take what fat ass says so literal. He's a dumbass, what do you expect?"

"You know, I'm fucken standing RIGHT HERE!" Cartman yelled at him annoyed.

"I know dumbass!"

"Fuck you hippie! Screw you guys, I'm going to class!"

Cartman flipped them all off and stomped his way into the classroom next to Kyle's locker.

"The hell is wrong with him?" Kenny asked with his eye brow raised.

"I don't know, and I most definitely don't care."

Kenny shrugged and followed the somewhat chubby looking friend in the class.

Kyle let out a sight of frustration and closed his locker door. Stan looked at him concerned.

"Something up?"

"Ah, I feel like today is gonna suck ass."

Stan smirked and kissed Kyle on the cheek."

"Come on, let's head in."

"Alright." Kyle said with a smile across his face and his cheeks becoming pink.

They both walked in and sat in their seats. The bell rang and the teacher, Mr. Garrison, walked in.

"Okay class, before we begin I want to give you back your tests. Then I'll tell you guys about a new project."

Sighs and groans filled the class room while Mr. Garrison ignored them, while passing back the tests.

Kyle looked down to see an A on the right hand corner of the test.

"The fuck, a D!?"

"Well Eric, if you had studied LIKE I TOLD YOU, then you wouldn't have gotten this D."

"My ass!"

Kyle began to snicker as Cartman's blood boiled and became more irritated than before.

"Is there something funny asshole!?"

Kyle covered his mouth with his and as he begins to laugh harder into it.

"Answer me you fucken Jew!"

"Eric! Shut up and leave Kyle alone!"

"FUCK!"

Cartman slammed his hand on his desk and grabbed his test with his other hand. Crumpling it up with frustration and anger.

Mr. Garrison made his way to the front of the class and began to write down 'Science Project' on the board.

"Okay class, your project is to build something that you would use every day and is friendly to the environment."

'Man, this is like third grade stuff. Give us something that eleventh graders would do! There's a reason why where here!' Kyle thought a bit irritated.

"I will be putting you into groups…"

Kyle's head shot up as Mr. Garrison began to give out the partners.

"Butters, you're with Kenny."

"Oh boy!" Butters said with excitement.

"Bebe, you're with Clyde. Token and Kevin. Craig and Tweek. Red and Pip…"

Kyle began to space out. It didn't really interest him much unless he's with Stan…

"Kyle?"

"Huh!?"

"You're with Eric."

Kyle's eyes grew double in size. Knowing he's with the guy that rips on Jews, gave him HIV but cured him, his worst nightmare, shocked him.

"What!?"

"No! There is in no WAY I'm with the Jew!"

"I'm agreeing with fat ass for once on this one!"

"Ay!"

"Sorry. Maybe this will help you two get along. And Stan, you're with Wendy. Any questions?"

"Can we fucken change!!" Kyle said with anger.

"No. Moving on…"

'Fuck!' Kyle though frustrated. 'This can't get any worse!'

Kyle looked over at Cartman, whose smirking like a maniac. Kyle raised an eye brow while Cartman mouthed, 'Welcome to hell, Jew.'

Kyle smacked his forehead on his desk and let out a sigh.

'I knew today was gonna suck ass. Why must I always be right?!'

Well, here's chapter one! I felt this is a good start but I don't know what you guys think. I'm sorry I kept you waiting! I've been somewhat busy and shit. So yeah. SORRY! I hope you enjoy this story! Oh btw, I'm going to use song names as titles. Don't know the song? Well, at the end of the story, I will give you the group of the song. Like this one. It's Bowling For Soup. So yeah. Anyways. Tell me what you think! Review please! Thank you!

~ Detective Kenny