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posted by MoreThanFangirl
Whoever comes to this club - "kyle broflovski" on fanpop - as a Kyle fan, hater ou whatever, may have quickly noticed that the posts of several fans (mostly obsessed fangirls) were written over a an il y a . That means, only a few fans - for example me (MoreThanFangirl), Obro and dragons0214 - are still regularly online on fanpop and/ ou have been posting stuff about Kyle for the last few minutes, hours, days, weeks, months...
So Kyle doesn´t have fans anymore? All those people who used to be so crazy about him - it would be mean if I named examples - and posté messages like "I l’amour him" ou something like that, don´t respond when I ask questions in the "answers" feature, don´t pick in polls, don´t even have their accounts anymore??
Exactly.
Is that good ou bad?
Good: No fans, no reason for being jealous of their sayings. toi can post whatever toi want, and no one réponses "stay away, b*tch, he is mine". AND toi can easily be one of the most contributing fans.
Bad: Being almost alone is pretty annoying, just like now. Those jealousy-causing fangirls were the reason I came on fanpop. And also, toi can´t win "dedicated" médailles and stuff.
However.
Why did they disappear?
Easy question, easy answer: The fans have changed. They fall in l’amour with a real guy ou they realize that they can never be together with a fictional character. So they are embarrassed of all the stuff they´ve posted. Some supprimer all of it, some have posté so much that they can´t supprimer it. So they feel ashamed and never go back on fanpop again.
I don´t want to say it would always be like that. But I think this is what has happened to most of them.
It may also happen to me later.
And I´m gonna be ashamed and will leave fanpop ou whatever.

I don´t mind posting this.
Nobody reads it anyway.

- MoreThanFangirl
Me: What would I do if I saw anyone trying to hurt me?
Stan: Don't worry, Michelle. I'll defend toi and make sure you'll never get hurt.
Nurse: That's nice, Stan. Is she your girlfriend?
Stan: Yes. I've shown interest in her ever since she moved here.
(at the auditorium, there is a Talent montrer and everyone is there, including Stan, Cartman, Kenny, and Kyle.)
Mr. Mackey: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our Talent montrer Championship! Our first finalist is 10 an old, Wendy Testaburger.
Wendy: Thank you, Mr. Mackey.
(she then starts her song..)
Stan: Where's Michelle?
Kenny: She's in the competition.
Kyle:...
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Wendy: Why am I being called to the principal?
Stan: Because toi hurt Clyde, toi b**ch!
Wendy: Why are toi hurting me, Stan?!? I thought we were friends!
Stan: Not anymore because of what toi did to Michelle!
Principal Victoria: Enough guys. Stan, go back to class.
Stan: Okay. (glares at Wendy as I walk back to class.)
Principal Victoria: Wendy Testaburger, I am very disappointed in you. toi have punched Clyde Donovan in the face for no reason! toi are expelled from this school at once! Pack your things and leave now!
Wendy: But-
Principal Victoria: Leave!
Wendy: Shit. (walks to her locker and gets...
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posted by dragons0214
When Kyle and I walked into the office, we saw principal Victoria, Mr. Mackey, and Bebe. There were two wooden chairs in front of Victoria's desk, so we took our seats.

"Kyle, Kylie, I've heard that toi two had a conflict with Bebe yesterday morning and i want to know what happened. Bebe, how about we start with you?" Principal Victoria announced.

Bebe started par rubbing her right eye with a hankie in her hand. The plus her eye was rubbed, the plus purple it got. after one minute, Bebe had the worst black eye that I have ever seen. it looked like someone replaced her eyeball with a plum.

"Kyle...
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posted by dragons0214
Kyle's room was plus ou less, what i expected. Every mur l’espace was covered with musique merchandise, from band posters to song lyrics. His lit was covered in CD cases and band T-shirts. I could tell that Kyle was my go-to guy for band recommendations.

Kyle moved the CDs off his lit and sat on the edge of it. I sat suivant to him. for the suivant half hour, all we did was stare and each other and giggle like japanese school girls. It was funny and awkward at the same time. Until Kyle asked me something.

"Kylie, since toi asked me a question, can I ask toi a question?"Kyle asked.

"sure." I replied.

"Will...
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posted by dragons0214
"Hey Kyle, can I ask toi a question?" I asked Kyle

"Ok,shoot." he replied

"can we hang out at your house?" I asked him.

"Sure!" he replied.

I knew that my dad wouldn't care. The sunset is my curfew.
When we got of the bus, I followed Kyle until we arrived at his house. His house looked a lot like mine. It was the same size and shape. The only difference was that his was a darker green than mine. He unlocked its door and opened it for me. Inside, it was pretty basic. There was a small couch, a tv, and small minorah on a table. I noticed a layer of dust on the minorah.

"Dude, I don't mean to be rude,...
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posted by dragons0214
MR.Garrison: Kylie, I've noticed that toi and Kyle are becoming good friends.
Me: yes, that's true.
Mr. Garrison: Well, I think that's great. I think that toi and Kyle were meant for each other, and together, i know that toi and him will change the world and make it a better place.
Me:..........Thanks, Mr.G.

I ran out of class, got my stuff together as fast as possible, and met up with Kyle.

"Sorry I took so long, Mr.Garrison was talking to me about how toi and were meant to be together"I apologized to Kyle.

"That's wierd. Yesterday, Mr. Garrison told me the same thing about you.

We walked to the bus, and sat down. On the bus ride, we continued our conversation of randomness. We talked about Basically anything that toi could imagine. It didn't last that long, until I asked a question that would change our relationship forever.
posted by dragons0214
"kyle, how do toi do that?" I asked Kyle once the bus started moving.

It' pretty simple" Kyle answered. " toi know how people always say that beautiful people can get other people to do what they want? it's kinda like that. In fact, you're so beautiful that toi could probably do it yourself."

He then leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant and kissed me on the lips. I loved the way his lips felt against mine. I opened my mouth a little bit so his tongue could wrestle with mine. He quickly understood the gesture. We kissed for a full minute. I was sad when he leaned back. I wanted to go back for more, but I didn't want to be seen as a huge slut.

Our bus arrived at the school. We walked in together.
posted by dragons0214
Kyle gave Cartman and Kenny his usual death stare. the two looked away. Kyle always seemed to know what to do to get people to bug off. I wonder how he does that.

Right after that, the bus came and picked us up. When I thought that we were sûr, sans danger from torment, Kenny does what is probably the grossest thing imaginable.

"Hey Kyle!" Kenny shouted as he got on the bus.

He then formed a V with his middle and pointer finger and flaled his tongue between them.

"Am I right?" Kenny asked.

Kyle gave Kenny a seconde death stare. he then sat down. HOW DOES HE DO THAT?!
posted by dragons0214
When I got to the bus stop, I saw Kyle with ear buds in his ears.

"hey, Kylie!" He greeted, "What did toi think of A jour To Remember? par the way, I l’amour your shirt!."

"Thanks! I really l’amour them! Thank toi for recommending them." I answered.

Stan, Kenny, and Cartman arrive.

"Kyle and Kylie sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, Then comes kyle putting his dick in Kylie's mouth!" Cartman and kenny sang together.

Stan looked like he was about to laugh his head off, but he contained himself. I have Lost all respectthat i had for him.
posted by dragons0214
Last night I had another weird dream. Kyle and I were in our 20s and getting married. Stan, Kenny, and Cartman were the groomsmen, but there were no bridesmaids. Big shocker there. Kyle and I danced to Rise Against's 'swing life away' I swear that I was almost gonna faint because Kyle was chant the entire song into my ear as we danced. In reality, It was plus like standing and moving our hips from side to side.

The suivant morning, I woke up with a smile in my face. I put on my Fall Out Boy shirt, black skinny jeans, and black Converse high tops. I ran out the door without saying a word to my dad. I ran to my bus stop. For the first time i forever, I was excited to go to school.
posted by dragons0214
When I get to my room, i take my ipod out of my backpack. I go on YouTube and chercher "A jour To Remember" and click on the first result, a lyric video for the song, 'the Downfall Of Us All"

It was l’amour at first song. The lyrics spoke as much to me as The Wonder Years'. I loved the lyrics and the background music. My favori line of the song made me feel like that line was written just for me:

"This town will be the downfall of us all."

It's true. South park will be the downfall of us all. From all the weird stuff that goes on and the people that live here, it truly will be the downfall of us all. I listen to A jour To Remember until the sun went down.
posted by dragons0214
"Cool. I'll check them out as soon as I get home." I answered.

For the rest of the bus ride, we talked about a bunch of awesome bands, like Fall Out Boy, Weezer, Good Charlotte, and everything in between. i was sad when I got off the bus. i wanted to talk until my tongue fell out of the mouth. I have never had a plus interesting conversation with any of my peers than the conversation that I just Had with Kyle. I ran to my house. I was going to blast my ears out with A jour To Remember. I hope that this isn't some kind of joke. I was sorting dreading that A jour To Remember was going to be some kind of 60's hippie band like The Grateful Dead. It's name kinda gives off that sort of vibe. Maybe the name is supposed to be misleading.
posted by dragons0214
The rest of the school day, I barely paid attention to what Mr.Garrison was talking about. I think it was about Miley Cyrus's downfall ou something like that. After what seemed like a century, the final cloche, bell rang. I bolted to my locker like everyone else. I was suprised to see that Kyle had the locker right suivant to mine. We walked together to my bus, and sat at my usual spot, right behind the bus driver. For once, I was happy to be on the bus. Like Soupy from the wonder years, I wasn't sad anymore. I decided to share this with Kyle.

"Hey Kyle, guess what? I'm not sad anymore!" I exclaimed to Kyle

"You like The Wonder Years too?" Kyle asked me.

"yeah. their lyrics speak to me" I answered.

"I think toi might like A jour To Remember. They have a very similar sound." Kyle suggested.
posted by dragons0214
"don't worry. I've come to South Park to be your friend and lover." Kyle replied.

Cartman walks up. I fear for the worst to come out of his wretched mouth.

"Oh that's cool. Why don't toi guys have sex in the woods ou something?" Cartman asked us.

I coudn't believe he a dit that. How dare he eavesdrop on our conversation. Kyle gave him a death stare. If looks could kill, Cartman would have been burnt to a piece of bacon. He walked away with a look of fear in his eyes.

"how about this, we ride the bus together after school today?" Kyle asked.

"Sure!'' I answered as the whistle blew. Kyle and I walked into school together
posted by dragons0214
An heure and a half later, the cloche, bell rang, meaning that it's time for recess. Everyone else ran outside, except for Kyle and I. I have nothing to look vers l'avant, vers l’avant to in recess, except for a clique of girls calling me emo. I'm not emo! Just because I like emo musique doesn't mean that I'm emo. I would never cut myself.

Kyle seems to be stalking me. it was really creeping me out. I decided to put an end to this once and for all.

"Look, just because toi passed my test doesn't mean that I'm gonna start swooning over you" I a dit to kyle once we were outside.

I always do this. Whenever someone tries to be my friend, i say something really snarky and rude. They're always going to be a douche bag anyway.
posted by dragons0214
"hello there,
The Angel from my nightmare,
the shadow in the background of the morgue
the unsuspecting victim, of darkness in the valley
we can live like jack and Sally if we want

where toi can always find me,
and we'll have Halloween on Christmas
and in the night we'll wish this never ends,
we'll wish this never ends."

I folded the sheet of paper in half and placed it on a corner of Kyle's desk. Five minutes later I get a response:

"Where are you?
and I'm so sorry
i cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always,
this sick strange darkness
comes creeping in on so haunting every time
posted by dragons0214
''Students, we have a new student joining us today." Mr.Garrison announced once everyone was settled. ''I'd like toi all to meet Kyle Broflovski! How about toi take the empty bureau suivant to Kylie, Kyle?''

"okay." Kyle a dit obediantly, as he took a siège at the bureau to the right of me.

Kyle was a lot hotter in real life than in my dream. But I couldn't let looks be the judge for whether ou not he is the real Kyle. I decided to put him up to a test. I was going to right the first verse of a song, pass it to him, and see if he writes the rest of the song. I picked 'I Miss You' par Blink 182. I decided on that song because whenever I hear that song, I always think of that dream that I had. This is what I wrote to him:
posted by dragons0214
When the bus started to déplacer again, I took my ipod out of my backpack. I went to the musique and pressed play on 'Teenage Dirtbag' par Wheatus, my favori song. It's about a boy who has a crush on a girl but the girl doesn't notice because she's super populaire and he's a friendless loser. The song reminds me of my situation of stan. I look out the window as I listen to my musical therapy,

"I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby,
yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
listen to Iron Maiden, baby with me.'

I listened to the song on repeat until the bus rolled to the front of my school.