HEY GUYS! THIS IS MY FIRST STORY SO GO EASY ON ME. IT PROBABLY WON'T BE THE BEST BUT I'D APPRECIATE IF YOU'D BE LESS CRITICAL. WHAT INSPIRED ME TO DO THIS IS THE FACT THAT I WANT ONE OF THE BACKGROUND CHARACTERS IN SOUTH PARK HAVE A BIT OF THEIR OWN STORY. SO I WAS WATCHING SOME SOUTH PARK EPISODES TRYING TO PICK WHO I SHOULD MAKE A FANFIC ON AND I SAW ANNIE I GUESS THEN I DONE SOME RESEARCH ON WIKIPEDIA TO GET INTO HER CHARACTER A BIT MORE SO I GATHERED AS MUCH DETAILS AS I COULD AND I PRESENT TO YOU...IN THE LIFE OF ANNIE POLK.

In the life of Annie Polk

ANNIE'S P.O.V

'Na Na...What's my name?'

I could have stayed in that bed a little longer but I guess Rhianna's new hit what's my name ft. Drake had woken me up. Personally I fucking am getting sick of that song now however 'Heidi' said it was totally trending right now so I guess I followed the fad. But I'd definitely rather have the song on my alarm than my IPod...that's for DECENT songs.

Anyway enough bitching I need to get up to sort my hair out... you see, I've been having this routine ever since I started Middle School that my natural blonde curls just wouldn't do after people laughed at me because I missed my alarm one morning and I was really late, but what topped it all off is that I didn't put much effort into my hair so I came in with a big fuzzy afro...let me tell you, I hated that day.

So with self-consciousness getting the better of me I get up 6:30am nowadays because it takes that long to make my hair half decent. Yeah, I'm probably the only person who gets up a 6:30am in 11th grade, there all so lazy. If it was up to me, I'd shave it all off but I guess I would get the piss took out of me even more.

Time to get a move on... so I nosily stumble out of my bed and go over to my make-up stand then I look into the mirror. I sigh, I look terrible. I remember when loads of girls had a slumber party at Bebe's house and we got totally wasted. After the hangover we woke up, most of us looking a state but Bebe looked fine, like nothing happened... I envy how beautiful that girl is I really do but then everybody does. I guess it's just a tad worse when you get compared to her all your life by your friends when they all knew she was 10 times better than me.

I start on my 'scary' appearance by the basics – brushing my hair. I hate brushing my hair, it just makes it puffier but I can't have it knotty – oh wait, with my hair...what's the difference? After that I begin straightening it as much as I could and let it fall loosely on my shoulders. Then I begin applying mascara and eyeliner which is followed by concealer- to hide any spots that have appeared on my face, then I put a little foundation but don't go 'over the top' and I finish with some lip gloss.

In my words that looks pretty straight forward but the truth is that took me about an hour and a half because checking my watch now its 7:58am – which means I have 37 minutes before 1st lesson. I begin to hear a groaning noise which is my mom getting out of bed, yeah she works nine-to-five which means she has the time to start pestering me the minute I get down the stairs.

Well I guess I should pick out my outfit now- I pick my dark blue denim skinny jeans and my long sleeved white and silver top. Now for shoes; I guess I would have chosen some nice flashy heels I own but instead I pick my white slip-ons. Not the best fashion choice but I can't be arsed today – I might be coming down with something because I'm not usually this tired! Next I head over to my accessories draw and put a small white and black chequered bow in my hair ,yeah I'm a big fan of small bows, I own tons of them. Then I rush downstairs and put all the stuff I need for today inside my white bag sling that over my shoulder and I'm –

'Aren't you going to have any breakfast hon?' I turned around sighing. See what I mean? Pestering as per usual.

'No Mom I'm okay thanks.' Then I make my way to the door –

'Hon there's no big rush y'know, it's only what? 8:05.' Wow I did really not make an effort although she was really driving my patience; I wish she would just leave me alone.

'I know I – I just wanna get to school okay?' I guess she'll stop inspecting me now because I'm being a good girl. God.

'Yeah that's what you always say, another excuse to rush to your friends, you forgot your cell phone too.' She passes me over my white I phone. Oh crap! I nearly forgot I take it and slip it into my pocket. Safe.

'Thanks Mom.' I mumble. Trying to hide the fact I'm relived. Then I make my exit.

I start walking down the path debating whether I should knock on for someone to walk to school with but I discard it straight away as I said before – I can't be arsed today, and I definitely can't this morning. Luckily, ever since my parents moved house this year, it resulted I was closer to my high school. This gives me less of a trek. So I guess after 5 minutes of silently walking down the pavement I end up outside my high school. Just another typical Monday morning at South Park High. I begin walking closer to the modern doors, turn the handle and I enter the long corridor. Obviously, the place is packed with other grades lower than me. I walk over to my locker hoping to see one of my friends, after a couple of minutes of hanging round my locker I see a girl with straight brunette hair no not Heidi...Lola. My bestest. Real. Friend.

'Hey Lola.' I say casually, I don't want to be too forceful since her and Clyde – oh yeah there going out...well they WERE going out. Lets just say they had had a massive fall out because Clyde was caught kissing some ramdomer at a party that some new kid was having – and he invited all his friends and most of the 11th graders. Oh yeah plus that was last Saturday too.

'Hey.' She said lowly.

'You've not been answering any of my phone calls yesterday and I was fucking worried sick.' It was true; I thought she held a grudge on me from the party but, running over the events of Saturday night I hadn't done anything wrong.

'Sorry Annie it's just, I just –'Realizing she was starting to stammer it was time for me to fill in.

'Clyde?'

'Umm yeah...' She said sadly. 'He just went and fucking dumped me in one text, that fucking bastard! What did I do wrong Annie? What did I do?' I could see the tears coming now. Shit! She can't make a show of herself, anywhere but here...

'You didn't do nothing wrong hon.' I said soothingly. 'He just wants to turn his guilt on you and not him...you deserve better, stand up to it don't let him-'

She stopped crying and then gave me a strange look. 'Thanks Annie, but you sound dangerously like my Mom.'

I frowned I sounded like my Mom too. I then snapped out of my thoughts when suddenly we heard the tapping of rushing shoes, no other than high heels. But before turning to my right to see who it was I knew already – Heidi and Red. They were Lola's and my two other friends who were arch-enemies with Wendy and Bebe. They had for years now and always trying to make their lives hell. Why? Long story.

They came up to us linking arms and Heidi was the first to smile.

'Hey girls.' Heidi beamed. I knew that smile too well now. Heidi only smile's when something big is about to happen or when she has a cunning plan on her mind.

'Hey Heidi, hey Red.' I and Lola said in unison.

'Oh my god, guys you won't believe what me and Heidi have come up with for them two bitches.' She said happily.

I didn't even have to guess who those bitches were – it's been our code name for Wendy and Bebe for years. Anyway, where are Wendy and Bebe? I looked around to find them crowded with another group of girls chatting away like normal. I would of hanged out with them but A. I don't have the brain capacity for Wendy and B. Bebe puts me to shame.

I looked back to Heidi, Red and Lola- so I hang out with these guys instead.

'Anyway.' Heidi said interrupting Red convocation. 'Let's cut the crap shall we?'

Oh god here we go.

Heidi pulled out her pink I Phone and started to touch some buttons until she stopped and showed us all a photograph of a girl with raven black hair kissing some fat guy round about our age that could only have been Eric Theodore Cartman. Eric and...Oh. My. Fucking. God.

Lola laughed but before I could acknowledge the photo Heidi slided her finger on the touch screen to another photo. I squinted since there was a massive crowd there but in the left corner was a blonde haired girl with a blonde haired boy who were definitely into each other as they snogging each other brains out. Wow how did she find this stuff? When I was about to take the subject further the bell went meaning everyone has to go to their 1st lessons of the day.

'Meet in the dining hall girls, y'know where we sit and I'll discuss this further.' Heidi said and we all rushed in different directions, in search for our class rooms for me it was English. As my mind switched to being logical a voice was screaming in the back of my head demanding to get answers.

What is she going to do this time?