Brrrriing! A sea of students floods the hall as the first bell of the school year rings.

"Hey Stan," Kyle exclaimed, "Don't you think it's kinda strange how we have Mr. Garrison AGAIN?" Ever since 3rd Grade, Mr. Garrison followed us as we graduated. When 6th grade came along, he became the Social Studies teacher.

"Yeah, I have noticed that. Strange, huh..." Stan replies.

"It looks like we have him first period this year." Kenny butts in.

A lot has changed since the 4th grade. First of all, after Kenny's dad won a million dollars from a lucky beer cap, they became the rich family in town.

"You guys going to that dance the school is hosting tonight? I'm going with Wendy" Stan asks.

"That sounds great! Too bad I don't have anyone to go with."

"That's okay Kyle, I'm sure you'll find someone real soon." Kenny assures.

"Says the kid who can get any girl in the 11th grade, heck probably the school!"

"Oh hey Cartman!" Stan exclaims enthusiastically, "We were just talking about the school dance, you going?"

"Screw that, school has started, we can't have too much fun anymore, I've got to study!"

Oh yeah that's another thing, Cartman starting getting obsessed with his school work since 6th grade, now he is actually getting straight As. And he's not fat.

"That's too bad," Stan replies solemnly, "Am I really the only one going?"

"Yep," The three other boys say in unison.

"Hello class," Mr. Garrison chimes, "First off, we have to take our assigned seats. When I point to a desk, I'll call out a name. When you hear your name, sit down. Butters. Rebecca. Annie. Kyle. Kenny. Pip. Next row. Stanly. Wendy. Bebe. Cartman. Nicole. Token. Next row. Tweek. Craig. Clyde. Jimmy. Heidi. Timmy. Did I miss anyone?"

"Me!" A purple haired girl stands in the doorway of the classroom. "You didn't say my name!"

"Who the f*ck are you?" says Mr. Garrison

"My name is Ginny."

"Would you like to tell the other students about yourself?"

"Sure!" Ginny replied, "Really the only thing you need to know about me is that I take school seriously."

"Oh great," Mr. Garrison mutters to himself, "Nothing get's me harder than a seventeen year old nerd."

"Excuse me!?" Ginny replies.

"Oh nothing, for now, you can sit in Craig's seat, he's going to the counselor's office for flipping me off again."

Lunch came along, and Cartman was nowhere to be found. Usually all four of them walk to lunch together.

"Oh well, let's just go." Stan muttered loud enough for both of his friends to hear.

When the three boys sat at their customary table in the cafeteria, they noticed Cartman was already there, and he was sitting with Ginny, the new girl.

"What the hell are you doing, fatass?" Kyle goes off, "We are supposed to walk to lunch together, remember?"

"I just wanted to make the new girl feel comfortable. You know our school is full of bullies, right?"

"Cartman, who's gonna bully her? Craig?" Stan chimes in.

"Good point," Cartman gives in, "Anyway, Ginny?"

"Yes..."

"Th-there is this d-dance tonight, and...and I was wondering i-if you wanted to maybe, uhh."

The other three boys break out into laughter as Ginny blushes.

"Well, sure! I'll give you a try," Ginny says while winking at Cartman.