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Anywho, here's a little chapter to get ya'll back in the groove of things. I wanted to write SO MUCH MORE but I wanted to get this out there so ya'll knew I was serious about continuing the fic this time around lol

Hey guys! I know the last chapter was published in like 2017 so there's a three year gap in the updating haha. My sincerest apologizes!! Honestly, I'm sorry to worry anyone and make ya'll wait :(

(SHORT CHAPTER ALERT) You text, you chat, and you get back in the groove of things in old tiny South Park Colorado

Chapter Text

*Thursday, October 19th*

BUZZZZ!

The school bell went off to signal the end of yet another boring school day. You exited your Biology class with Stan and Kyle yet again. They were blabbing about some random nonsense while your mind was off somewhere else. You fidgeted with your phone in your pocket in anticipation of a text. Before you knew it, you were at your lockers and accidentally walked into Kyle.

"Um, (y/n), you good dude?" Kyle asked, Stan joining him in a chuckle.

"What? Yeah, I'm fine. I'm cool. I'm... swave?" You stated, mentally face-palming yourself for your dumb word choices.

Quickly, you opened your locker to hide your blushing face in it. This was not your day. Everything was so awkward. You accidentally spilled your drink at lunch all over your food, you walked into a wrong class, and most recently bumped into Kyle. What a rollercoaster of a day so far. You couldn't quite put your finger on it, but you thought something strange was going to happen that day. Whether good or bad, you couldn't tell.

You had set your phone, facing up, inside of your locker, swiftly checking it. Still no text back from Craig. 'I hope he's alright. I know yesterday was shit for him, but we were gonna hang today..'

"Swave?" Stan questioned in more of a laugh.

Your face got even more red. "Shut up! Like you're the best with grammar Mr. I'm-Failing-English."

"She's got you there, dude," Kyle laughed as Stan rolled his eyes.

You took out what you needed from your locker as your nerves calmed down. While shutting your locker, you heard a familiar voice. "Hey guys."

Confused, you shut your locker and turned around. "Hey Wendy," Kyle responded, finishing his laugh.

"H-Hey Wendy, what's going on?" Stan commented, attempting to lean on the lockers in a cool way. He did not look cool.

"Actually," Wendy looked down at the ground. She then made eye contact with you. "I came over here to talk to (y/n)."

You knew it. There was some reason why today was off and it had to be this. 'Why does Wendy wanna talk to me? Hasn't she already hurt my self esteem enough?' You took a deep breath and rolled your eyes. You could see Kyle in your peripheral vision giving you a concerned look. It made you happy on the inside that he remembered about your nighttime conversation the other month. There is no better feeling than knowing that a good friend has your back. Especially a cute, Jewish one.

"Umm... okay?" You asked more than confirmed. "You guys can go I guess."

Kyle looked at you, Wendy, then Stan. "Well ok then, let's go Stan."

Stan had a gutted look that Wendy didn't want to talk to him. She's been ignoring him since they broke up a month ago 'officially' and you have been surprised that she has followed through this time. October has been an unusual month indeed. Either way, Stan hung his head and followed Kyle, muttering a soft 'see ya' to Wendy.

It took only a moment for the two of you to be left alone in the hallway. Since school had just let out, the hallways were empty and extremely quiet. You made awkward eye contact with Wendy and shifted your weight. "So um.. if you just came here to make more fun of me go ahead. I really don't give a shit at this point."

"I didn't come here for that."

"Oh what, then you came here to pull a prank on me or something?" You turned to check behind you. No one was there. The hallways were too silent for comfort.

"No, not at all! I came here to-"

"To what? Tell me you're gonna ruin my friendships with the boys somehow? Huh?" You whipped your head back around to face Wendy. You were more mad about the past month's events rather than upset. It was stupid and fucking dumb. A waste of your time. You could have totally beaten Kenny in that gaming tournament.

"No, would you just listen! Fuck!"

You rolled your eyes again while crossing your arms. "Alright, what?"

"I came to say.. I'm sorry I didn't stick up for you."

It took a moment for the words to register for you. "Wha-What did you just say?"

"I said, I'm sorry. About everything. You didn't deserve that bullshit last month or the fake friends or the insults, none of it."

You stared at Wendy, a little in disbelief about the whole situation. "You, are apologizing, to me?"

Wendy let out a frustrated sigh. "God, yes! I didn't like their whole operation from the start. Any friendship I gave you was genuine, I swear. I wanted to stay out of it, but instead of staying out of it I should have stuck up for you. I'm sorry and..."

Wendy paused. You uncrossed your arms. "And what exactly?"

"And I hope we can get passed this and possibly be friends.. for like REAL though!" Wendy gave you a small smile and shifted her weight.

You gave her an uneasy look. "You're not lying, you really mean it?"

"Yes, I do. I'm not even friends with Bebe and Red anymore. I'm cutting out all toxic people. I'm sorry it took me a whole month to realize how stupid I was. I hope you can forgive me."

This made you smile a little bit. You could have asked her for proof, but you have already seen it with the new way that she has been treating Stan. For some reason, you trusted Wendy. You believed her. "Hmm.. okay, I forgive you.. as long as you're for real. Like if you fuck me over, I'm gonna get you back so hard you won't even see it coming."

Wendy giggled and held out her hand. "Stan was right about saying that you're fiesty as fuck. I like that in a friend."

You chuckled along with her and shook her hand. "Stan? As in Marsh, said that? What a retard. Who calls their friends that?"

You both shared a big laugh and released hands. You had a good feeling that you and Wendy were going to become close friends after this. "I gotta go to a study group now, but please feel free to text me if you ever want to hang." She commented, smiling big.

You both began to walk in different directions. You gave her a little wave. "Yeah sure, I'd like that."

With that last comment sticking in the air, you both went your separate ways. 'Today was a good day after all,' You smiled to yourself, hugging a textbook close to your chest. 'I made a new girl friend, a real one this time. How exciting. Now I can have a break from all the testosterone in my life.'

As if on cue, your phone began blowing up.

*Butt Buddies*

Kahl: It's been 15min. It's official. Wendy killed (y/n).

Kenneth: F in the chats 4 (y/n) guys

Fatass: F

Jerry Seinfeld: F

Clyde: F

Butters: OMG DID (y/n) ACTUALLY DIE? SHit oh shit!

TwEeK: WWho diewad?

Fatass: jesus fucking christ u guys cnt take a joke *emoji*

Marsh: SHE'S NOT THT BAD GUYS.. wendy is a sweet girl alrite

Clyde: *emoji*

Fatass: *emoji*

Kenneth: *emoji**emoji**emoji**emoji**emoji*

Marsh: EEWwww kenny! Gross!

(y/n): Alas, I am not dead fellow friends, but I have been revived, born a new in a particular way.

Kenneth: ... Wtf you talking about???

(y/n): It ended good, gosh! I'm in a funky moody today, leave me be *emoji*

Kahl: You can be so fucking weird sometimes, ya know

(y/n): Says the Jew

Fatass: DAMN SON, U JUST GOT BUUUURNED like Jesus Christ did on the cross in Mel Gibson's movie The Passion



Kahl: Jews didn't burn Jesus at the stake fastass! You're thinking of Salem!

Butters: haha what an IDIOT! Ha haha! CarTMan is sooOOo dumb! haha!

After Butters's out-of-place comment, the chat went silent once more. You smiled and laughed to yourself. A weight had been lifted, you felt, and everything seemed better.