Sam sat on her swing set, gazing out to the ocean. Life seemed perfect to her. she was content in the world she lived in. Sweet, sweet paradise.

"Samantha!" her father called her.

Sam stood up and walked towards her house for dinner. She sat down and quietly spooned some soup into her mouth.

"I have something to tell you, Samantha," Mr. Wilcox told his daughter.

Sam had a mouthful of soup and didn't reply, she merely nodded her head.

"We're moving!" He chirped.

Sam sucked in a bunch of air in surprise and the hot soup scalded her throat. The burning sensation was nothing compared to how she felt though. "What?"

"We're moving to a quaint little town in Colorado" Her father said, "Have you not noticed all the moving boxes?"

"I guess I was… distracted, plus I spend most of my time outside," Sam admitted.

"A fair point" Mr. Wilcox said. "I'm sure you'll love it there!"

"Well, where in Colorado is this 'quaint little town'" Sam questioned.

"In the mountains, I believe," He said.

"But, isn't it cold there?" Sam asked, dreading the most likely answer.

"Yes" Her father said. "But a change in life will be good for you, Honey, Now can you help me pack the rest of the moving boxes?"

"Yes, dad," Sam said, getting up.


Kenny shuffled up to join his buddies by the bus stop. "Hey, guys," he mumbled, his parka muffling his words.

"Hi Kenny!" Stan replied, his breath showing from the low temperature.

"Did Mr. Garrison say something about a new kid yesterday?" Cartman asked the group.

"What kind of bitch listens to Mr. Garrison anyway?" Kyle said. "Besides you" He told Cartman smugly.

"Yeah," Stan started. "He was talking about a Sam Wilcox."

Kenny's dirty mind, of course, got him to saying, "Wil-cock."

The boys laughed at the juvenile joke.

"I just hope this boy doesn't suck ass like Kyle" Cartman said, getting back at Kyle.

"Don't you mean you hope this girl doesn't suck ass" a soft voice said.

"You bitch!" Kyle said, ignoring the voice.

Stan realized that a pony-tailed girl with earmuffs was leaning on the bus stop sign, watching Cartman and Kyle beat on each other.

"Are they going to stop?" Sam said, "Because the bus will be here in two minutes."

"They stop once you throw a rock at em'" Stan replied and picked up a small stone.

"Stop it you assholes!" Stan yelled and hurled the rock at the two boys.

"Wow, my Dad was right" Sam said sarcastically. "This town is good for me!"

"Mmm hmm, welcome to South Park" Kenny said in his muffled way.

Sam boarded the newly arrived bus and sighed. "Welcome to the shitty rest of my childhood" she mumbled.