The rest of the school day was normal, at least for South Park standards. My hand was hurting by the middle of the days from taking so many notes about the Kardashian family. Abraham knows why I even bother to do something so trivial. I already knew all of this crap from girls gossiping in the hallways.

One thing that happened that day that was really interesting. In the middle of class, there was a crumples sheet of paper on the corner of my desk. I assumed it was a note from Kyle, but boy was I wrong. I opened it.

Dear Kylie,
I see you having eye sex with Kyle. that piece of jewish white chocolate...