The sky was gray, the sun slowly rising from the side. Clouds littered the sky, threatening to cover the sun completely. It was only six in the morning, and it was already looking like a gloomy, depressing day. But, Quinn wasn't going to let the bad weather let her be discouraged. Or at least not more than she already was. Today was her second first day in junior year. Her first day at South Park High. And she was just hoping it wasn't a complete disaster, much like her last first day. She didn't care to remember. Quinn had just lost every single one of her friends the following summer, so her usual team of finding home room was out of the question. So, she ran around like a chicken with it's head cut off trying to find it. She thought her panic was over when she finally found the room number but when roll was called her name wasn't on it. And this never ending cycle continued through the day. Long story short, the only friends she made was with the office staff.
But, that wasn't going to happen this time. She had finally gotten away from her living hell and she was going to make her life better. She deserved to make her life better so that's what she is going to do. She keeps down the street, adjusting her thin frame glasses around her face, and tightening the long pony-tail her deep purple hair was in. The house they moved into was within walking distance of the school, but sadly she didnt prepare for the chilling air. When she was moving to Colorado she assumed it would be warm.
"O-oh hey! Pretty girl with the purple hair!" Someone calls behind her. Stopping dead in hee track she slowly swivels around. A boy was jogging her way, huge smile on his face and hand waving in the air. He stops in front of her, panting in a attempt to catch his breathe. He was in jeans and a baby blue coat, hair messy, but he seemes nice enough.
"Sorry. Agh, hi my name is Butters. You're my next door neighbor and i wanted to see if you wanted to walk to school together. I just didnt know you would leave so darn early" He stands up straight and smiles at her, offering a friendly hand. She grabs it and shakes. Returning a friendly smile. She totally had this first day in the bag.
"Nice to meet you Butters. My name is Quinn." She says. Without much answering his question they automatically start heading towards the school together.
"So, uh you liking south park?" The school came into view. She couldnt believe how small it was, but she should've known better when her and her mom drove through town. It was little and cozy. Hopefully they were welcoming to outsiders.
"So far. I havent seen much of it or met any yet. But, excited to" she smiles at him, pulling her over the shoulder bag closer to her. She was egar to get there to get out of the cold.
"Well you met me now! And i can introduce you to the fellas. But, you are on your own with the girls." He laughs.
"Oh, ok. That will come with time. Im going to try for the cheer squad." She certainly didnt mind to admit she might've been the weirdest girl, well ever. Huge nerd, seemed to be favored with gothic fashion, and loved to be a cheerleader.
"Your a cheerleader huh? Well that should be good, one of the girls just got hurt last game. Red, fell and sprained her ankle. Later on i will point out wendy, she is the captain and im sure the one youll want to talk to."
"Thanks butters. You're really nice." The blonde boy turns threw shades darker, fiddling with his thumbs.
"O jeez, well thanks"
Finally they reach the doors, he opens them for her. Thanking him she takes in the sight of her new school. It was a large lobby with the auditorium and cafeteria on either side. People were littered around dark green lockers. One of the school colors of the cows.
"Lets head upstairs and you can meet the fellas" She nods and follows him up the staircase. The 2nd floor was just as full with kids, three different halls lead away from the stairs. Butters walked down the middle, heading towards a small group of guys. Two leaned against the lockers while one faced them and another had his back to them.
"Hey fellas there is someone I want you to meet!" Butters calls stopping the middle of the group. Slowly she stands next to him and looking around at their faces. One you couldn't see much, his orange coat pulled up so high you could barley see his nose, while his hood stopped right above his eyes.
"Who's this butters?" The guy that had his back to them leans against the locker now. He wore dark blue jeans, a brown jacket and a blue and red poof ball hat. Black hair poked out from underneath it.
"This is my new friend Quinn. Quinn this is Stan, Kyle, Cartman, and Kenny" He points to the others. Kyle was the one in a less covering orange jacket, a green hat covering every bit of hair. She looks down at her feet, a blush rising to her cheeks. First days came with first day crushes.
"Butters why did you bring her here. Shouldn't she be with the goths?" A chubby kid in a red coat asks. Butters had introduced him as Cartman. Not only did it usually bring crushes it brought new found hatred for people. She looks down at her clothes. She had actually toned down a few things for her first day. She wore black jeans which were slightly ripped in the knees. And a dark blue long sleeve. Lastly throwing on a Ravenclaw scarf. Maybe it was the combat boots.
"Shut up fat ass, she is probably nothing like those goths that sit and smoke behind school all day" Kyle snaps at the chubby guy.
"You'll have to ignore them, this is normal" Stan says, turning around popping open his locker.
"By that he means Cartman is always being an asshole so just ignore him" Kyle smiles at her, she felt her cheeks heat up again but she quickly turns her towards Butters to hide it.
"Shut up you dirty Jew. Your asking for your nuts to be smashed by my foot!" He yowls.
"So, welcome to south park Quinn. Where you from?" Kyle asks.
"I'm from Kentucky. So it's a very long way from here" She smiles. Cartman holds back a laugh.
"W-why did you move? D-did your c-cousin break up with you?" He busts out laughing. Everyone faces him with an annoyed look.
"Anyway. Can someone point me to the office so I can get my classes? And Butters mind pointing out the cheer caption?" She asks, ignoring the still laughing Cartman.
"Cheer caption. You mean Wendy? You're a cheerleader?" Stan asks. Quinn nods.
"Well hey how about at lunch I can introduced you to her. She is my ex-girlfriend so I could probably make sure you get on the team." Stan smiles.
"Oh and I can take you to the office as well. Come on. See you later guys."
"Thanks. See you all later" She waves to everyone, following Stan down the hall. They head downstairs when he sighs quietly.
"Sorry about what Cartman said back there. He doesn't know when it's not the right time. But, he's not constantly that bad just most of the time" He laughs hanging a left when he reaches the bottom. In a corner room next to the café was a the office.
"I didn't know it was that close, I'm sorry I made you take me like such a short distance" She laughs awkwardly looking around again. Stan waves to a couple sitting on the floor, holding hand. One was wearing a blue jacket and poof ball hat like his and the other had blonde hair sticking every which way, his shirt buttoned in the wrong holes.
"Hey Tweek, Craig." He calls.
"Hey Stan. New girl?" The one in the hat calls.
"Yeah, sit with us at lunch and we'll introduce you" Stan turns back around towards her.
"Alright. So I should head to class, see you later." He smiles at her and head back upstairs. This school was going to be great. So soon she already made friends, and the thoughts of her life back home didn't even clench her brain. She smiled to herself as she walked into the office.