POV- Craig
"I accidentally tripped a kid and the teacher gave me a detention. Can you believe that?"
"You sure it was an accident Clyde?"
"Ok fine but the kid totally deserved it" Token and I rolled our eyes. The final bell rang and the three of us got up.
"Don't forget to work on pages 55-60 tonight!" Our teacher yelled out as we started leaving the class room. I flipped her off and left the room.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow, I gotta go get this shit over with" Clyde walked off and Token and I walked out the school doors. The group of idiots were arguing next to the street.
"Shut the fuck up Kinny you don't know anything!" Kenny muffled something back that really pissed off Cartman so he pushed Kenny into the street. Suddenly a bus came out of nowhere and killed Kenny on impact.
"Omg! They killed Kenny"
"You bastards!"
"Holy shit" Wide eyed Token was still standing next to me watching the scene of paramedics and police coming. I shrugged and started to walk home. "See you later Token!" I waved him off.
I've known Kenny's secret for a long time now. As far as I know, I'm the only one who knows. I have no idea why I know. Me and Kenny aren't even close, just one time he died in fourth grade and I've known ever since. I've never told him that I knew, maybe I should. I could get some questions answered and he could have someone to talk to. Then again I hate his friends and I don't want to be associated with them.
The ambulance passed by me. I sighed. Well at least he'll come back.
Two weeks later
Ok so Kenny's still not back. I even had to go to his funeral this time. Which I usually don't need to go to because he usually comes back to life before it. This time its different. It's been too long and he might actually be dead.
No don't think like that he can't be. But why do I care? I've never cared before.
My friends and family are starting to become worried. I ditched school a couple days this week for no reason and just slept in my room. I've even been eating less. I cant stop thinking about Kenny and I don't know why. Fuck maybe I do care about him.
A month later
I decided to go to school today. I've missed too many days. Kenny still isn't back and I've come to the conclusion that he's gone for good. The longest he's ever died before this was a little less than a week. He's not coming back this time.
I sighed and pushed the door open. I walked inside and saw a familiar orange parka. Kenny.