'It wasn't always like this... I never really noticed him before... He was always wearing that stupid hood over his face... I wonder what made him decide to stop wearing it... I like it this way though... He has a childish face, a seductive smile... He was... cute.'
At that moment I woke up from my dream. I had been thinking in my sleep, as usual. I got up from bed, the sun shining faintly but faintly in my face. I got dressed in a pair of my favorite clothes; black leggings, a white tank top, and a black hoodie with small puffed out wings on the back, after all it was snowy out in South Park. I sat down and put on my Flat Suede Over-the-Knee Boots(A.N.-Google it).
I stood back up and walked to the full body mirror against my room wall. I guess this was good enough. I brushed my naturally platinum blond hair into a pony tail and my bangs to the side. I grabbed my red and black checker backpack and walked out of my room, locked the door, went down stairs, and went out the front door, locking it as well. I guess this is where I introduce myself. My name is Luna. I recently moved to South Park. I'm living alone for the time being since my parents decided that I was old enough to be left alone while they went on their buisness trip for like a month or something.
Anyway, I've been going to the school here for about a week or so. I've managed to make a few friends and enemies in my short time here. I recently turned 14 so I'm only a freshman. Recently I've been hanging out with some of the boys, Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Eric Cartman, and Kenny McCormick. They were usual people to me, an Everyman, the Jew, the annoying fat one, and the hooded perv. But lately I've been noticing something, someone. Kenny hasn't been wearing his hood all that much. I hear he's worn it since he was in kindergarten. I've been noticing him more lately though. Before he was just some guy with a hooded face and muffled speech but now that I can actually understand him I want to know him more.
Truthfully I liked Kenny at first sight because he had a cute name and he was mysterious looking. But I know there are plenty of other girls that would hit on him now that they too can see his face. And I was right. When I reached the school I saw Kenny sitting at a table crowded my a mountain of hoes. Just great. What luck could I have with him anyway, those girls were cuter than me. I passed by them not even looking in his direction again when I heard him. "Hey Luna, why don't you come sit next to me and join us?" I sighed softly and turned to him them to the girls and leaned over and pretended to barf, freaking them out and making them step back. Some of them screamed and other's mumbled.
I lifted my head slowly,smiling. "Got ya." I laughed lightly to myself, ruffled Kenny's hair and walked away into the school building, feeling the girls mad-dogging me all the way. Mission accomplished. "What a disgusting bitch." Was the last thing I heard one of the girls say before the glass door closed behind me. I turned around and leaned against the door, stuck my toung out at them and gave them the finger, all without Kenny noticing. Awesome. That made them even angrier. They tried telling Kenny but oh I was gone by then. Too slow girlies. I guess it was a little early still when I got there, I didn't live too far away. I went to my first period class and saw Stan and Kyle trying to finish some homework.
I walked up to them and hugged them from behind, around their neck to not disturb them too much, but still disturb them. "Morning." I said. They turned around, both a light red around their cheeks. "Morning." Said Kyle. "Hey. Did you finish this assignment last night? I didn't do it and I really need to." Said Stan. I shook my head. "Sorry I didn't and I'm not really planning to. I hate math with a burning passion." I said as I took a seat infront of them. "I mean I'm not horrible at it or anything but I just hate all the thinking and numbers.." They looked at me with an 'I don't blame you' look. Stan looked a little worried and rushed. I grabbed his paper and pencil and finished the sheet for him, then Kyle's. "Don't worry about checking it, it's right." I said as I stood up and gave them back their papers. "Thanks." They both said and I went to my seat in the last of five rows and sat down, laying my head down and closing my eyes.
It's late and I'm a bit tired. I'll continue this soon. Thank you for reading. Please review.