"OK you little bastards shut up" Mr. Garrison blandly demands. The classroom goes as silent as it can be before he continues.
"We have a new girl joining us today" he opens the door and a small girl walks in and stares blankly at the class. She had shoulder length black hair that seemed like it was slicked to her neck. She wore a black t shirt with grey pants.
" Her name is Red, her parents donated a shit ton of money so be nice to her "Mr. Garrison states without any indication that he was joking.
Red strolls over to an empty seat next to Butters.
"Well anywho, today were going to learn about the Missouri Compromise..." he begins to drone on about some boring lesson about slave states and free states, but everyone's to busy not giving a fuck to pay attention.
Class passes by quickly as if some writer couldn't figure out what to write next, and it was time for lunch. And Butters is telling yet another tale.
"And so there was this lady right fellas. And she was telling this guy about when she saw a robot hit a dog. And the guy said that HE was that dog and the lady starts making these weird noises like she was choking but it turns out that her son just fell asleep again"
For a moment everyone just stares at him until Stan finally says what the were all thinking. "What the hell are you talking about Butters?"
Before Butters can spew anymore bullshit, the new girl Red walks to the table and sits right in between Craig and Jimmy.
Everybody at the table stares at her and without missing his mark Cartman speaks up. "You can't sit with us, nobody invited you" he says in matter-of-factly voice.
Rather than protesting the new girl gets up, leaving her lunch bag, walks over to where Cartman was sitting, pulls him out his seat with ease and punches him in the nose.
"Lesson 1 never order me around or talk out of line" Red responds calmly and coldly.
"OH GOD I THINK SHE BROKE MY NOSE!"Cartman screams. She releases his collar and drops him to the floor with a thud. The walks back to her seat and eats her lunch as if nothing happened.
"Any more objections?" Nobody says anything. "Good"