BEEP, BEEP, BEEP! The alarm rings furiously Stan rolled over in his bed blinking at the furious clock that continued to ring. He lazily swatted it a few times but missed. "Shut that fucking alarm up! Turd!" Shelly screamed. He smiled at least the alarm pisses her off. It didn't bother him that much, he'd got used to loud noises, mostly because he had Shelly as a sister and fat ass Cartman as a friend…
"Turn the God damn alarm OFF!" shelly screeched. Stan sat up and rubbed his eyes. With one accurate tap the alarm was silenced "your welcome" he muttered. If only it was that simple to shut other things up he thought with a smile. He jumped out of bed and got ready for school. He quickly took off his pyjamas and replaced them with baggy blue jeans, a white t-shirt with red sleeves and for once a pair of black socks.
He ran downstairs nearly running in to his Mom. "Stanley, watch…" Sharon shouted but he swerved out of the way, that was the beauty of being the quarterback, his speed and ability to almost dodge everything. "Way ahead of you Mom" Stan laughed. Sharon shook her head and smiled. He ate his breakfast quickly and brushed his teeth. Nearly done he thought as he tied his trainers. He grabbed his brown fake leather jacket (because he didn't believe in killing animals and wearing their skin) and finally his favourite, lucky blue and red bobble hat. Done he thought as he ran out the house to the bus stop.
As Stan drew closer to the bus stop he saw someone already standing there, he recognised the green hat, trousers and orange coat and ran to greet him. "Hey Kyle!" Stan shouted Kyle heard and waved "hey dude"
He stood next to his best friend. Kyle looked completely different he was a few inches taller but way skinny whereas Stan was toned from playing so much football but Kyle preferred to study which was why he was skinny but also one of the cleverest kid in class. Kyle had dark green eyes and a Jew fro- a ginger afro named after his Jewish decent. Which he tried to cover with his hat. But Stan had lazar blue eyes and short black scruffy hair.
"Hey fags" a voice shouted
"Shut up fatass!" Kyle and Stan said together as they saw fatass aka Eric Cartman walking towards them. His name explained him, he was shorter than Stan and extremely fat his large stomach covered by a red coat and he wore brown trousers. His brown eyes glared at them "Oi don't call me fat, I big boned!" Cartman shouted.
"No you're just fat" someone else said bluntly
"Nice Kenny" Stan laughed. Kenny smiled; his face was nearly completely covered by his orange hoodie that was his trade mark but tuffs of his blonde air stuck out. He wore his orange tracksuit bottoms to match his hoodie. His light blue eyes lit up as he heard the laughter. "Shut up Kenni, your, you're so poor that your mamma can't afford any other clothes!" Cartman shouted with a satisfied smile.
"Weak" Stan muttered to Kyle who nodded. Kenny stood next to Cartman he was the same height as Stan and was medium build; he was easier bigger than Cartman. "He's gonna get it now" Kyle said excitedly hoping that Cartman was going to get his ass kicked in.
"No shit Sherlock! Did ya figure that out all by yourself?" Kenny replied. Stan and Kyle roared with laughter and Kenny joined in. over the years Kenny had raised above Cartman's insults and Cartman hated it. So he fell silent as he sulked. The bus pulled up and all the boys got on.