You groaned as you stretched your sore limbs, the sunlight streaming through the window above your head and blinding you momentarily before turning on your stomach, and burying your face into the pillow. You tried to ignore the ache in your entire body, knowing that you're sore from last night.

Your head hurt like hell, but you knew you had to get up and get ready for school so you did so. You did your usual morning routine and ate breakfast. But even after eating your headache was still there and being on a bus full of loud teenagers would make it worse. "Hey, Mom? Can you take me to school? My head hurts like hell..." You whined, looking at her pleadingly.

"Fine, but only because I have the day off. Here have a Tylenol it'll help" She said handing you the bottle of painkillers. You thanked you thanked your mom before filling your glass up with water. You pushed down on the cap and twisted it open, grabbing a single pill before putting it in your mouth. After twisting the cap back on you took a gulp of water and swallowed the pill, hoping that the medication would kick in soon.

"C'mon let's go." She said, with that you grabbed your back and walked outside, getting in the car and buckling your seat belt after placing your bag down right beside you. Maybe you had a little bit too much alcohol last night. And you were gonna have to explain to Kenny why you didn't ride the bus. But he'd understand. At least you sure hope he would.

After a long thirty minutes, you arrived at school and exited the car, grabbing your bag and exchanging goodbyes with your mom. You then walked over to the doors and entered the dreadful building that they call a school. A cesspool full of angsty, hormonal, teenagers, bitchy ass teachers and staff, and piles and piles of work. It was hell.

As soon as you stepped into the hallway full of teens having conversations with one another. The class hasn't even started yet and you already wanted to go back home and sleep. With a deep sigh, you walked over to your locker but as soon as you were about to enter your locker combination to grab your stuff, a pair of gloved hands covered your eyes.

"Hey, beautiful~" Kenny purred, the tone of his voice making you flush red. He moved his hands away from your eyes and wrapped his arms around you from behind, his head resting on your shoulder. "Why didn't you ride the bus? I was lonely, I was forced to sit with Butters..." He whined, which made Butters glare daggers at him. He was a few feet away so he had heard what Kenny said. Butters muttered a few words and walked away poor thing.

"Forced?" You questioned, you didn't understand what he meant. "Yeah, he just sat down next to me." He said nonchalantly. "I thought you and Butters were friends...?" You trailed off, raising an eyebrow. "We are but I wanted to sit with you~" He whined childishly, making you giggle. "I had a headache my head was pounding like hell this morning. My mom had to take me, I couldn't deal with all of the loud kids that ride our bus, especially Cartman, it would've made my headache worse." You explained.

"Now get off me, I need to grab my stuff. You added, he did as told, you grabbed all the stuff you needed and put them in your bag, slinging it over your shoulders. "Did you have fun last night?" Kenny asked, pulling you towards him by your hips. "To answer your question, yes I did." You answered, just then Kenny mashed his lips onto yours making you blush. You broke the kiss after a few seconds to get air back in your lungs.

"Kenny, people are staring..." You whimpered, feeling his lips place light kisses on your neck. "So? Let them, I don't give a fuck." He whispered against your neck before kissing your jaw lightly. "Kenny, seriously stop..." You whined again, pushing his chest lightly. "Okay, okay, I'll stop." He chuckled, pulling away from you.

"Oh wow, she is a slut, you were right Red." Bebe teased, leaning against the lockers beside you. Where the fuck did she come from? "Oh don't even, you have no room to fucking talk bitch." You growled, crossing your arms and glaring at Bebe. Kenny just stood there watching this go on. "Okay I may be a slut, but at least I'm not dating a man who can only afford poptarts for breakfast." Bebe retorted, okay now that was the last straw.

"Bebe, I suggest that you go back to your tampon pussy gang if you don't wanna end up with a red handprint on your cheek." You threatened her, giving her a small threatening glare. If looks could kill, Bebe would be dead. You weren't in the mood to deal with Bebe's shit. Bebe scoffed, rolled her eyes, and walked away with Red following after her.

"You okay honey?" Kenny asked, taking your hand in his. "Yea, I'm fine... Everything is just peachy." You sighed, squeezing his hand as he rubbed circles on your skin. "You sure..?" He questioned gently, tilting his head. "Positive." You assured, giving him a smile. "Okay, then." He sighed, kissing you on the cheek.

"We should head to class." You mumbled, tugging gently on his hand as you began walking towards your classroom. "Alright..." He sighed as he held your other hand, swinging it slightly between the both of you. When you entered the class you took your seat and Kenny took his right next to you. With that, the bell rang and students came pouring in and sat down in their seats.

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After a few hours of hearing Mr. Garrison ramble, on and on about pointless shit, the bell rang, signaling that it was time for passing period. So you got up and walked out today the classroom with Kenny by your side. "Hey Y/n, can we talk without him around?" Craig asked, grabbing your attention. You turned around, looking him in the eyes. "Uh sure, stay here Ken, I won't be long." You reassured, squeezing his hand tightly. He nodded and kissed you on the cheek before you moved off to another area nearby with Craig to talk.

"What's up?" You questioned, noting the serious look on your face. "People are spreading rumors about you." He stated bluntly, causing you to raise an eyebrow in confusion. "What do you mean? What kind of rumors?" You asked slowly, trying to process what he was saying."People are saying that you slapped Bebe and that Kenny is only using you as his sex slave." He explained simply.

"And who started these fake ass rumors?" You inquired, feeling anger well up inside of you, but you kept it in. "Cartman told me that Bebe started them." Craig answered. "Well, it was good talking to ya Craig." You stated before walking away and returning over to the place where you left Kenny.

He was still standing there, looking like a lost puppy. "So, what did you two talk about?" He asked curiously as he looked at you with questioning eyes. "Apparently primadonna blonde bitch is on her period and started spreading rumors about us being together but most of the rumors are about me being a slut. Which is fine I guess." You let out a fake laugh. And yeah, that last sentence was a total lie.

"I don't think Bebe would even be smart enough to start off rumors like those. If you ask me it sounds like something Cartman would do." Kenny
commented with a hint of disgust.

"You're not using me as a sex slave are you?" You asked suddenly, with concern laced in your voice as you placed a hand on his arm. You expected a harsh reply, yet instead, he pulled you closer. "Of course not! I'd never use you like that or force myself on you." Kenny exclaimed while you felt relief wash over you.

If these rumors keep going around, they're going to do some great emotional damage and you weren't gonna take it. "Ken, remind me to sneak alcohol into school tomorrow or when I feel like going if I decide to skip. I can't afford to bring my mental health down." You said half-jokingly while looking at him directly in the eye. "What no, you're not just going to pull a drunk Stan on me are you?" He chuckled nervously.

"Of course not, I was just joking, maybe. It depends if things get out of control." You explained, shrugging your shoulders. "At least my headache is gone now.." You sighed, smiling as you looked at your boyfriend and ran your hand through his messy blonde hair.

"So, Kenny I hear you're using Y/n as a sex slave." Cartman stated, god how much you wanted to smack that stupid little smirk off his face was unbelievable. "Shut the fuck up fatass, I wouldn't use her like that." Kenny snapped, glaring at Cartman. "And that's why you fucked Y/n in one of the bedrooms at Wendy's party last night. You weren't exactly quiet." Cartman responded smugly, smirking victoriously.

"It's really none of your business  what Kenny and I do together, Cartman." You replied coldly, stepping in front of Kenny and blocking his view of Cartman. "But it is my business, Y/n. It is my duty as your best friend to make sure you don't get hurt and that I do whatever it takes to protect you from getting hurt." He defended himself. "Bullshit. You may be my "friend" but you're definitely not my "best". You stated. He wasn't really your friend at all. In fact, he never was.

"Y'know what understandable have a good day, bitch." Cartman retorted, you rolled your eyes as he started walking away and once his back was turned away from you, you flipped him off with both fingers which he didn't see. "You good?" Kenny asked, noticing how pissed off you look. "Totally fine, just pissed off." You said, trying your best not to lose it.

"Yeah I get that, this is way too much drama. It's funny how people find rumors and gossip normal when it shouldn't be." Kenny commented as he grabbed your hand. You smiled up at him and squeezed his hand. "You wanna go outside and skip the rest of our classes? I smuggled in some cigarettes~" Kenny suggested, wiggling his eyebrows mischievously as he led you outside, slipping the door shut behind him.

"Have you smoked before sweetheart?" Kenny asked as he took out a box of cigarettes from one of the pockets of his parks and took one out. "Guess you could say I just started, now give me one." You stated, reaching forward to grab the lighter. "Ooh, greedy, ain't you?" He chuckled as he lit the cigarette and handed it to you. After that, he then proceeded to light his own cigarette.

"Credigree huh?" You commented, taking a drag from the cigarette. "Yeah, apparently Stan's dad makes the best cigarettes in town. I stole these from my Dad by the way." Kenny informed you, blowing the smoke out of his mouth.

"You stole these from your dad?" You repeated incredulously, laughing lightly to yourself. "Yeah, I'm so cool." Kenny laughed along with you as you finished your cigarette and threw the butt into the grass and ground it under your shoe. "Stole his Playboy magazines too." He added casually.

"Badass." You chuckled, leaning your body against Kenny's shoulder. "I know, I know, don't add on to my ego." He said confidently and finished his cig, he threw the butt on the ground and stomped on it. "Got any plans this afternoon?" You asked, hoping to spend more time with him. "Yeah actually, I have to babysit Karen." He answered, wrapping his arms around your waist. "Mom and Dad are going out tonight and Kevin is way too irresponsible to take care of Karen's needs." Kenny explained you nodded in response.

"Do you need any help? I don't mind coming over to your place." You offered, looking up at him and smiling softly. "Nah, I've got it covered. Besides, I don't wanna be a burden to you. We need a break from each other every once in a while." He admitted. "Don't say that, you're never a burden to me" You said, your voice laced with disappointment.

"Alright, if you say so then." Kenny sighed, knowing that if he were to argue he would've lost and gave you sweet victory. "Let's not argue about this, I have a feeling you would win it." He groaned, making you laugh. "Hell yeah, I would." You smirked, his comment boosted your ego.

"Have any ideas about what we're going to do about ManBearPig?" You questioned changing the subject and snapping him out of his train of thought. "ManBearPig? Oh, I forgot about him." Kenny said, he paused for a moment to think. "No, I don't. At least not yet." He answered. You sighed, you had just remembered the existence of ManBearPig and asked a question about him only to receive no ideas on how to stop him.

"Just thought I'd ask. It was worth a shot." You sighed, stuffing your hands in the pockets of your jacket and pressing the bottom of your foot against the wall. Just then, you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. You took it out and turned it on, only to be met with a text from Wendy on your lock screen.

Wendy: Hey, do you want to go shopping with Tolkien and I? I've been hearing all the rumors about you and I wanted to make sure you're okay, I'm here if you need to talk.

You raised an eyebrow after you finished reading it. "Who is it?" Kenny asked, he had noticed how focused you were on your phone. "Wendy, she sent me a text asking if I wanted to go shopping with her and Tolkien." You explained as you unlocked your phone to shoot Wendy a text back.

Y/n: Yuh, sure. I'm free to go shopping. After school?

You finished typing our your response and pressed the little send button.

*DING*

Wendy: Yep, totally! Right after school ends. I can totally give you and Tolkien a ride. Also, Stan asked if he could come along so he'll be with us too. 😊

Y/n: Alright, sweet! Cya then!

*Sent*

*DING*

Wendy: Same to you girl!

You smiled as you pressed the turn-off button on the side of your phone before putting it back in your pocket. The same pocket it was in before. "Well, I hope you have a good time at the mall." Kenny commented, turning his head to face you and smiling widely. "Yeah, I hope so too." You replied, giving him a slow nod of your head.

"Hey, I could ask Wendy if I could get Karen a new doll, that is if you want me to." You offered, but Kenny shook his head. "No, no it's okay. There's no need for that. But I appreciate the offer." He said, giving you a kiss on the cheek. This made you blush slightly so you kissed him back.

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A couple of hours have passed and school has almost let out for the day. You and Kenny just hung out behind the school for most of the day. Talking about random stuff and smoking a few cigarettes.

You pulled out your phone and checked the time, turning it around so that Kenny could see. "Hey, it's almost time for us to go." You said. "Oh damn, already?" He questioned, you nodded your head and put your phone away back in your pocket. Then you bent over and grabbed your backpack, slinging it over your shoulders. Kenny did the same.

"Hey, I'll see you tomorrow alright?" Kenny said as he pulled you closer to him. "Yeah okay." You replied, nodding your head once. He looked deep into your e/c eyes and gave you a smile before pressing his lips against yours in a sweet passionate kiss. And once you pulled away the bell rang. You both exchanged goodbyes and went your separate ways.

As soon as you were by yourself you went to the front of the school and stood by the entrance to wait for Wendy, Tolkien, and Stan. It didn't take long for Wendy to spot you because when she did, she ran up to you and gave you a hug, Tolkien and Stan stood behind her. "I'm so glad you agreed to go shopping with us!" Wendy exclaimed, she had this big and bright smile on her face.

"Yeah, so am I Wendy." You replied smiling at her. "Well, shall we?" She asked excitedly, motioning towards a fancy car that obviously belonged to Wendy. "I call shotgun!" Stan exclaimed loudly. "What? Why do you get shotgun? I'm the one providing you guys with money." Tolkien stated. "Because I'm currently dating Wendy and she's the one driving so therefore I call shotgun." Stan explained, crossing his arms over his chest. He and Wendy still had an on and off relationship.

Tolkien rolled his eyes. "Okay fine, whatever Stan." He muttered. "Stop arguing you guys! C'mon, let's go!" Wendy exclaimed, she then proceeded to drag you over to her car with the boys following right behind. The four of you got into the vehicle and strapped in. Just then Wendy started up her car and began to leave the student parking lot.

This should be fun. A shopping trip to the mall should help you get your mind off of things. At least you hopped it would.