Welcome to…South Park?

"Oppa look at me, please look at me

(This is the first time iv'e spoken like this)

I even did my hair and put my makeup on

(Why is it only you who doesn't notice?)

Tremble, tremble my heart is trembling

Again and again I keep imagining

What Should I do?

I was stuck-up before

Now I want to tell you..

Oh!Oh!Oh! Oppa I love you

Ah!Ah!Ah!Ah! Lots and lots

I'm getting shy, please don't laugh at me "

"Ready Violet?"

"Uh..yeah" I responded nervously. I breathed on the car window and drew a heart. My mom turned around.

"Well aren't you getting out?" she raised an eyebrow at me and I gave her a scared look.

She sighed."C'mon Violet this isn't a new school this is where you grew up we only left for 3 years." "How much could have changed?" she said in an assuring voice.

Pff ..a lot..

I finally opened the car door and stepped out.

"Bye honey have a good first day of high school make friends," she smiled and waved at me.

"Whatever…" I murmured. This wasn't really my first day of school to be exact, it was just my first day at South Park High school, and I had horror written all over my face.

I held a thermos in my hand and pushed the cold high school doors open.

"Holy sh…." I witnessed the ginormus school before me. This was defiantly bigger than South Park Elementary.

Taking the folded paper out of my pocket I headed toward the main office. I had gotten here early just in case, so wouldn't look like a lost loser and that anyone would be able to tell that im a "new kid".

Dang so many hallways.

I finally found the right door and proceeded in. A fat lady with long hair looked at me and smiled.

"Can I help you" she said sweetly.

"Uhh yeah..im new my name is Violet Ki." I handed her the paper, she took a quick look at it and typed on the computer.

"Ok misses Ki, here's you schedule and your locker number." She handed me the paper she had printed.

"If you have any question please come back anytime. "she smiled.

I turned around.

"Thank you" I said while leaving.

I looked down at the paper she handed me.

Locker number 110..the first floor?

I continue walking the endless hallways until I finally reach it.

Still no one here. Good.

I twist in the locker combo and open it placing my coat and gloves inside.

I hear people coming down the hall. Crap. I head towards the nearest bathroom.

It was warm inside and surprisingly didn't smell. I examined myself in the large tall mirror on the side.

I was wearing a white and navy blue striped cardigan with a white flowed tube top, a denim skirt with black leggings underneath and light brown boots to finish it.

Staring at the mirror some more I fluffed my hair fixing the tiny white bow in it. It was straightened and layered.

BRINNNNNGGG!

"Ahh what?! 5 minute bell already?" I gather my things and dash through the doors.

Were the heck is room 127?

EDIT: OK NO MORE ENTRIES!! I got them all thanks to everyone who submitted :) and now the voting shall begin :D

I would also like to congratulate Kootie Bomb for guessing the song name right, yay now you get your OC in the story fosho :D

***Please do not be offended if I don't choose your OC, she/he could be used as in extra in the future and I will probably message you if I will use them as extra.

Since I am a beginner at writing fanfics, in the future I might ask one of my readers to help me wrap up my story because I am TERRIBLE at endings :P