Hi, PurpleBananas here (and xXBeyondBirthdayXx)!

My sister has an OC story up, and I wanted to write one because I just made an OC! So please submit your OC's !

My name is Iris Ellewood. I'm fifteen years old, and I go to South Park High School. I'm your average teenage girl; I have black hair with bangs, sort of layered and I sometimes put streaks in it. I have my lip piereced, and I'm usually wearing skinny jeans and a t-shirt. I live in a quiet little mountain town, and some of my friends live on my street; like Wendy Testaburger, Bebe Stevens, Clyde Donovan, and Tweek Tweak. I play the drums, and I sometimes help out at the local church.

"girl, what's come between you and me?
look right through me
i won't let it go
i can't help this feeling anymore
i will go anywhere
maybe you'll see..." I heart 'Monsters' by Matchbook Romance seeping through the walls.

I got up off my bed, going next door to my twin brother's room. I yanked the door open.

"Tyler! Turn that shit down!" I screamed over the loud music of his Guitar Hero.

Tyler had sometimes chestnut, sometimes black 'emo' hair, with this side bang and it's choppy. He's wears a bandana in it, and he wears tight shirts and skinny jeans. Unfortunately for me, he was wearing no pants while playing Guitar Hero.

"Uhuuuuuh..." I think he was trying to talk, but he was too absorbed in his game. Guitar Hero is like... his life, anywhere he sees it, he'll play it.

"Ugh!" I sighed, grabbing my jacket and pulling it on. I ran down the steps, two at a time, and bolted out my front door to take a little walk, maybe go to the movies.

As I walked down the street, I saw Kyle Broflovski exit his house. My heart skipped a beat.

His wild jew-fro tamed down over the years to silky orange curls. He was still wearing a green ushanka and orange jacket, though. It's his trade-mark thing, I guess.

"Kyle!" I shouted, waving.

He turned toward me. Damn, his eyes are bright green. "Hey, Iris."

"Wanna come to the movies with me?" I asked as he fell in step next to me.

"Sure, I was going there anyway to meet up with Stan." He shrugged, smiling.

"It's a date." I grinned.

That was my first chapter, please submit your OC's! And thank you to my sister for putting up with me. I know she was annoyed, because she kept saying 'shut up' every time I talked.