StanWendy

Stan turned from the girl he was fighting as a body rolled and hit him from behind. Staring down, claws suddenly clenched his heart, bringing the world around him to a complete stop. The girl stared up at him with terrified eyes that mirrored a deer in headlights; a vulnerable look watching oncoming doom. Her once silky locks were matted and sticky with a deep red tinge. Her clothing had the same raggedy appeal to them that every other kids' had gained. 'Wendy...' As the battle started up in his ears again, he realized that he couldn't just stand and stare down at her; people would begin to take notice and then there would really be trouble.

Man I can't believe its almost Halloween, so guess what are school is having a Halloween dance. I hope Stan will ask me out, cause I would be so happy if he would. "Wendy!" Bebe yelled at me. "Yeah?" I said being pulled out of my thoughts. "Are you coming?" Red asked me. "Yeah coming," I said grabbing my stuff and then I saw him Stan Marsh. Stan was talking to him super best friend Kyle Broflovski. Man I wish we didn't break up for good in 4th grade like we did. "Hi Wendy," Stan said waving at me. "Huh Hi Stan," I said blushing a little. Sigh Stan did get hotter when we got throw middle school and in the start of high school. Well onl