Hey everyone! This is my very first fanfic -jumps around with glee- Haha this is about the drama of South Park High. It will be a very intensifying, drama, romance, and awesomeness filled story. I plan to keep it going on and never ending. It may take me a couple days to write a chapter because i've had writers block lately. Hope you like it and please review! ^-^
" Ok now kids..." Stan dozed off thinking about how his first year at South Park High would go. 'Will i be able to get Wendy back? Will Kenny forgive me? Will...'
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The bell rung signaling for the students to go to lunch. Stan gloomily packed his backpack but when he saw Kyle glance at him he threw on a pleasant smile. The type that was so warm and comfortable that only the person giving the smile knew it was fake. He waited for Cartman, Kyle, Kenny and Wendy to leave
As Stan slowly and calmly made his way towards the lunch room he studied every girl that walked past. 'Maybe if i go out with a couple people everyone will see that i am changed. I hope Kenny'l forgive me. I hope-' "Hey, hey Stan! Over here! Yeah, over here!" Stan rolled his eyes looking at the site of Cartman next to Kyle. Kyle sat back down as Stan made his way over. "Stop it! I mea- HAHAHAHA" The sound of Kyle's uproaring giggle made Stan shiver. He plopped himself on a seat across from them. 'No Kenny? Big suprise.'
" Oh, Kyahl! You peach you! You are the zipper to mah jacket! " Stan couldn't help but silently laugh at the corny metaphor. He slipped out his lunch from his backpack and took out a ham and cheese sandwich, a yogurt, a Sprite, and 2 cookies. Cartman got distracted from Kyle's ginger-like hair and noticed the cookies. "Give me that! " he said while pointing to the cookies. "Fuck of fat ass! " Cartaman gasped at the remark and flipped Stan off but he quickly took it away and smirked at him. 'What the hell is he planning?' Stan thought. "KYAHL! STAN WON'T GIVE ME A COOKIE! BAHHH" Cartman whined to the ginger lost in the brunnete fat ass. " What? Stan give my plumpness a cookie! Now!" Stan clicked, "YOU KNOW WHAT! I DON'T HAVE TO PUT UP WITH YOUR GAY SELF AND YOUR FATNESS "
Stan stormed away in anger out of the lunchroom and into the hallway. 'Who does he think he is? Does he think he has control over me just because he knows?' Stan paced around on the white tile floors hoping to calm down. 'If only this never happened. If only i didn't make that mistake. If only...' He threw his fist at a random locker making a semi-deep dent in it. "Hahaha" Stan heard a giggle. His eyes widened as he removed his fist from the locker gasping at the dent he had made. " You know you shouldn't take your anger out on the locker! Hehehe punching bags are way more effective."
Guys did you like? I haven't really planned what i am going to write next but I have some ideas. If you guys have any ideas don't hesitate to let me know! I will gladly take ideas and suggestions. Personally i think it was horrible for a first story, but whaddya think?
-Kayla