Hey everyone! As you may know, this is a story I'm doing. Well, I know this is a character I made up. It's pretty much me in South Park. I know some people will think - Hey this is gay- Well I don't give. That's your opinion so yeah. I don't care. Love it, hate it. Your thing. Well, hope you enjoy this chapter! :]

High school. Teenagers biggest fears, and steps closer on becoming adults...Well, sort of.

I'm new to the school, hell, I'm new to the state! I found out that my dad got a job at South Park, Colorado. When I heard about this, I was speechless. I mean, wouldn't you be if your pretty much leaving everything behind. I told my mom this but she didn't care much until I said I was going with him. She jump at the thought that I'm leaving my birth place. I told her I'll be alright cause my dad is gonna take care of me. My brother also didn't seem so enthusiastic. I told them I'll be alright and I'll keep warm from the cold. They finally caved and told me to try and get and autograph from Joe Sakic from the Colorado Avalange. I smiled and said alright. I also told a couple of my close friends about the trip. One of them was happy for me but I could tell they were upset. I also told my best friend Brandon. He told me straight out he wasn't happy. I'd knew this would have happend. I mean, he's my best friend! He's been there for me through so many things that I owe him. He's like a brother to me. I felt guilty but we kept talking about it and in the end, he'll always be my best friend and wishing me the best of luck. That brought tears to my eyes. Damnit Brandon...

I'm Soina. Sonia Garcia. I'm 14, the new kid on the block, a sophmore to South Park High and alone and cold in this little town. Yeah that sounds about right.

I found myself half awake on my bead at 6:30 in the morning. Why did my dad want me up this early again? I will never know. Ah well. Since I'm up, might as well get ready for my first day. As I get up, I notice my backpack on my new study desk. It has a note. That's odd.

Hija. Que va a trabajar. El almuerzo está en el contador. Te amo. ~ Papá

Aw. He left lunch for me.

I go and get my stuff ready. I dressed warmt with jeans, convers, a forest green sweater and a smokey grey shirt. Hopefully it will actual keep me warm from the snow. I rush to fix my hair and brush my teeth. Check the clock...6:42. Still got time. Class doesn't start till 7:30. Earlier than before but who's judging. I grab my schedule and backpack before heading down. I pat my pocket. Yup. Cell is there.

I head downstairs. I can't believe this house is all ours! I head to the kitchen and yup! Lunch is there. PB and J with an apple and a jucie box. Wow. I feel such like a first grader again! Ah well. It's the first, and maybe last time that he'll ever pack lunch.

I grab it and put it n my backpack and leave the house.

As I make my way to school, I notice four boys standing by a bus stop. One with blonde hair, one with black hair, one with red hair and one with brown hair. They seem the same age as me. Who knows, maybe there in the same grade!

As I keep walking, I make a wrong step and sleep. Ow! I forgot how ice felt on your ass! I helped myself up as I see two of the guys laughing at me. It's the blonde and brown-haired kid.

I felt my cheeks flushing pink and warming my face. That's one impression I don't want to do again! As I walk a bit faster, I almost sliped but this time, I kept my balance and just slid foward like I was skate boarding. Now that's more like it!

I'm about a block away from the school. I pull out my phone. 7:13. Just in time! I've got time to spare so I'll look around. I stop by my locker and get use to my combo. 23, 35, 8. Not hard to remember. I'd never had an indoor locker before.

As I leave, I walk into someone. Wow. The hell is wrong with me today?

"Sorry"

I look up to see the red-headed boy from the bus stop standing infront of me.

"No. It's alright. It's my bad. I've been acting clumbsy latley."

"He he. Everyone is a bit." He holds out his hand to shake "Kyle Broflovski"

I shake it. "Sonia Garcia"

"Nice to meet you. Hey aren't you new here?"

"Yeah. What grade are you in?"

"Tenth"

Thank God!

"Cool. Same here! Hey. You know where the gym is? I've got P.E."

"Yeah. Let me show you."

I followed him. I can't help to notice this guy is really sweet. Usually people would give a different attitude twords that but he's different. I'm just glad I didn't bump into that blonde kid or brown-haired kid. They'd be laughing straight into my face.

As we approche the gym doors, he stops to turn and look at me.

"Here we are."

I'd never had a gym inside the school. I've noticed I'd never had a lot of things. New school, new things. What'd you expect? Movin on!

"Hey, thanks."

"No problem."

"You in this class?"

"No. I've got English."

Crap. Just my luck...

"Alright. Well you should be heading back. Class is about to start." I felt like the hall monitor for a few seconds.

"Right. Thanks. See ya Sonia."

"Bye Kyle. And thanks."

As he walks, he puts a thumbs up. I pray to God I've at least got him in one of my classes!

I turn around and open the door. Holy crap! It's huge! It's like doubled the size from my old schoo's gym. I see two kids playing football at the end of the gym. One of them was African American while the other one was the black-haired kid from the bus stop. He's kind of cute.

As I kept walking, I heard more footsteps coming in.

"Well, well, well. Isn't it that girl who fell on her ass this morning?"

I turn to see the boy with brown hair stairing me down with a smirk across is face.

He had a somewhat huskey body. It looks good on him. He wore black jeans with a red jacket. Woh. He's good looking standing there with all that on!

"Ah come on Carman! It's not her fault she fell on her ass." The blonde kid added.

He wore an orange sweater with jeans. His hair was more dirty blonde and his eyes were bright blue. That's what was getting my attention.

"Come on fellas! Leave that poor girl alone!" Said another blonde.

He wore a blue shirt and jeans. He's like a little kid the way he talks.

"Hey. She's kind of hot!" said a boy with black hair and brown eyes.

He wore a dark blue jacket with jeans and a blue beany that matched his jacket.

"Quiet Craig!" Said the brown-headed boy. "Your gonna scare her!"

He starts to approche me. I can't help but back a few steps. My heart starts racing with that smirk he had. I was scard half to death! Everybody was chanting "Craig! Craig!" while the blonde kind with the blue shirt covered his eyes saying over and over " Ah geez!"

That's it! I made a run for it. Next minute I was being chased by...The boy with dirty blonde hair? I thought the black-haired kid with brown eyes was after me. Actuall, he was right behind the blonde kind. Just my luck...

I'm running line a maniac around the gyme by these, crazy ass freaks!

"Look out!"

I looked and saw the football thrown at me. I ran twords it and catchd it as if I'm a pro football player. Now I'm not the one to brag but I was impressed myself. Not until I triped over my foot and I'm about to fall into a wall.

I braced myself until the kid with black hair from the bus stop came and catched me. My hero!

I look at him. He's got the best hair in the world and his blue eyes were stunning. Like sapphire earrings. I've always wanted a guy who had eyes and hair like his.

"Hey...You alright?"

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"That was a nice catch!" Said the other boy who was playing with him.

"Thanks. That's what you get when you watch and play football every once in a while."

Both of ther eyes widen. I guess they never seena girl who plays and watches football and actually enjoys it.

"I'm Token Black." Said the African American.

"Stan Marsh"

"I'm Sonia Garcia"

"Dude! That was BAD ASS!" Said the dirty blonde kid.

"Shut up Kenny! Your the one who forced her to run!"

"Yeah-" He was cut off by the brown-headed kid.

"Hey! It was for her own good hippie!"

The hell? How?

"I'm Kenny. Kenny McCormick!" Said the dirty blonde.

"Also known as Poor Boy" The brown-headed kid added

"Shut up Fat ass!"

"Ay!"

"Anyways. That's Craig," he pointed to the other guy who chased me, "And that's Butters." He points to the other blonde

"Well..hello."

"And thats-"

"Cartman..Eric Cartman"

"Fatass."

"Ay! I'm not fat, poor boy!"

Oh my God. This is fake. All of this is a dream! I'm really asleep. I'm having a horrable nightmare! I haven't been chased by a psycho blonde and his team mate, slipped on ice, or in the arms of a total hottie.

He's still holding me? I look at him while he looks back at me. We quickly get up and and look down from all that. That was odd...I think?

The bell rings and startles all of us. We all freak at the sight of out couch and run to get in line.

As I look at Stan walking away, he turns his head a bit and playfully winks at me. A jolt went throught my spine and I blush. I felt my face get hotter when Cartman taunts me about it. Thank God Stan isn't in this class.

As class ends, where off to second period.

"Hey! Wait up!"

I turn to see Cartman running twords me

"The hell do you want? Didn't making a total fool in class earlier satisfy you?"

He looks down at his feet. "Yeah about that..."

His tone worried me a bit. He was all happy earlier. What's wrong with him?

I wanted to say...I'm sorry for being an asshole to you"

I look at him a bit confused.

"Is this a joke? Cause if it is it isn't-!"

"No! Really! I am."

Woh! He really means it! I smiled a bit and put my hand on his sholder. It startled him to look at me

"It's okay. Don't worry about it."

He smiles a friendly and soft smile

"Um..so were cool?"

"Yeah...were cool."

We walk for a bit until we got to our next class.

"You in this class?" I asked

"Guess so. I'm glad"

That made me blush a bit. He's really a nice guy. I guess the whole tough guy was an act...I liked the tough act but this is also nice. I like it.

As we walk in, the board has something written on it. Welcome to Ceramics! Awesome! This is gonna be fun!

Cartman and I deside to sit next to each other. Good thing too cause class was boring ass hell! Like being in Geometry again! That's how the first day is. He just told us what we'll be working on. Plates, bowls, a few statumes, tiles, mugs. The usual. Then I see a note. I read it.

This teach is boring! D:

I smiled and wrote back

Pft..Tell me about it! :P

I passed it to him. The smile he had on his face made me smile

Hey. I'm glad your in this class :) You actually a best friend to me.

That took me by surprise. He really means this? When I actually think about it. I'm glad he is too. He can be an ass sometimes but he is really sweet. I wrote back

Same here! :] Your really sweet! I need your number so we can keep in touch! Your my BFF! 3 :]

I can tell by the look on his face he was happy and in shock by the note. We exchanged numbers. Just in time cause the bell rang.

As we walk out, I can feel his smile all around me. Whou wouldn't blame him. I had to smile as well from his.

As we walk, he looks at what's his next class. We look at both of ours and no match. Crap. That smashed out smiles. I've got Algebra 2 while he's got English. As we say our goodbyes, I noticed he has a grip on my arm. I look at him, concerned. He looked back and pulled me for a hug. Woh! I've hadn't have one since Brandon hugged me goodbye months ago! I can't help but hug him back. He's so soft and big, like a loveable teddy bear. As we separate, we smiled and waved goodbye.

I have a feeling, this friendship is gonna grow a grow every single day.

Well. There's chapter 1 for you! Damn. I never knew how long it was until I wrote it up o.e Damn! Lmao xDD I finished Chapter 2 a while back but I will sooner or later :3 Oh btw, what it says in spanish says "Daughter. Went to work. Lunch is on the counter. I love you ~ Papa." Sweet hu lolz Well. Chap 2 Will be on ASAP! :D Rate, Review...whatever it is