Disclaimer: I do not own South Park, just my OC's and if they resemble any other character or person it is simply by accident.
Summary: When Aliya's dad got a new job in South Park, Colorado she thought her life would be over. All her friends-her true family-were back home in Shreveport, La, and now she was leaving them all behind. When she gets to South Park she begins to notice how twisted the place is, and soon realizes that she now lives on the border of hell. Kenny/OC.
Rated T for teen, for foul language, mild nudity, and violence.
Prologue:
Aliya stared at her mom and dad in disbelief from across the kitchen table. They did not just say they were moving. "I'm sorry," she started weakly. "Can you repeat that please?" Her mom sighed and looked up at her husband sadly. He stared down at Aliya in annoyance. "You heard me the first time, Aliyance. Now go to your room and start packing. The moving trucks will be here tomorrow!"
Aliya stood up from the table and turned her back to her parents. "Yes sir." She headed up the stairs and began texting all her friends telling them goodbye. "I can't believe they are making me do this…I grew up here..I don't want to leave everyone.." It was also right before her first homecoming ever, and the guy she had been crushing on forever had finally asked her out. It just wasn't fair.
She looked out her bedroom window onto the cul-de-sac she lived in. It was a nice home, it had served it's purpose for fifteen years…but now she had to leave it's comfortable nest for the unknown. What if the people of South Park were horrible and stuck up, like she had heard about San Francisco? What if they didn't like her? What if-god forbid-she was bullied and ended up killing herself because she couldn't take it?
She shuddered and just began pulling out her new luggage bags her mom had picked out for her for Christmas two months ago. Aliya groaned. 'I guess that should have been my first clue shit was about to change…I just thought we'd be going on a vacation soon..' At least the bags were pretty and were green and black zebra striped-her two favorite colors.
Aliya packed all of her clothes neatly like she knew her father wanted and then moved on to her few precious belongings. She had a sketchbook filled to the brim with doodles that she did during class, a small netbook that she typed all her feelings in like a journal, and a teddy bear her grandpa gave her when she was six before she passed away. That was it, the movers would get her bed and everything else when they came tomorrow.
Throwing herself onto her bed she stared up at her ceiling and sighed miserably. Her mom knocked on the door and peeked her head in. "Baby, I know it's sudden and everything, but your father got a really good job opportunity that he just couldn't let pass up. Think about it like this-you will get a new beginning. No one will know your face, so you'll be the new pretty girl in town, and you will be immediately popular. Soon you'll have a new group of friends and everything will seem normal in no time." With that her mother left.
Aliya stared at the door blankly for a few seconds before rolling over and looking at her window. "Yea. We'll see." Soon she passed out, not knowing that her life would be forever changed in just a short amount of time.
**A/N: So the prologue for my first official story is up and running! I chose to do a South Park story because I'm in love with the series and watch it day in and day out. I'm so obsessed with it that I have dreams about it. Sounds crazy I know but I wanted to give writing a shot and soooo here I am. I'm open to any kind of reviews I won't take anything negatively, mostly because I'm not trying to make a career out of writing I just want to have fun in my spare time.
Read and review (if you want-it does inspire me to continue).