Personal BodyguardI'd known Kenny McCormick since I was in Kindergarten, he was the boy who always got killed and was friends with a fat boy, a Jew and the guy who pukes on his girlfriend. They all decided one day, Hey, let's go get that guy who likes a nice boring life style, convince him to part with his birthday money and use it to make more money! Well let's just say I ended up in fucking Peru with those assholes.Personal Bodyguard by RandomGhostie
Well, it's been nine years since then and we're in High School now, I never thought I'd be friends with him after that incident. But somehow, we just clicked; weird or what? I first properly began to talk to the blonde boy just a few months ago; it was at Starks Pond on a cold Friday evening.
Everyone had gone to Clyde's part where girls and boys from all years would go to get drink, have sex and party hard. But that isn't my scene, I prefer to sit alone and watch the clouds slowly cover the sky as the clean white snows delectably falls to the ground making a white blanket to rest m