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I shot out of bed at the sound of my alarm clock. I made a fist and clomped the thing and it turned off. I yawn and rub the sleep from my eyes. I look at the clock. It's 7:15am. School starts at 8am.

I got up and took a hot shower. I lathered my hair with green apple shampoo and then used pineapple conditioner. I stepped out of the shower and smelled my hair. Mmm! I smell like a salad!

I opened my closet door and put on my clothes. Today, I decided that a red hoodie and jeans would be okay. I put on a black long-sleeve shirt under my hoodie and then slipped into my Converse. I combed my short, black hair and then shook it like a dog. I like my hair wild and messy. And since it's layered, it looks awesome.

I put on my usual black earmuffs and walked downstairs. Mom was in the kitchen making breakfast while Dad was at the dining table, reading his paper. I sat in a chair and waited for Mom to finish. I looked at the clock; it was now 7:45am. I had time. The walk to the bus stop is at least a 3 minute walk. Mom turned to me and handed me a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon and sausage. She handed me two pieces of toast, kissed my head and then said, "Here you go, Raegan."

"Mom, it's Rae." I said. She just waved it off and sat with my dad to eat.

Yup, my real name is Raegan. But, I hate it. And me being such a tomboy, I called myself Rae. Sounds cool (or at least cooler than 'Raegan'!).

I finished my food and checked my clock. 6 minutes til the bus came. "Okay, I'm leaving now." I said. Mom and Dad didn't even look up. "Alright. Remember to take your house key. I would want you to stay locked out again while we're at work."

I put my key in my back pocket and got my black messenger backpack. I slid it over one shoulder and walked outside. The cold Colorado wind sliced through my cheeks and I made my way to the sidewalk. I started for the bus stop. I walked straight and then rounded the corner. The bus stop was a few feet away. I walked closer and saw my friends. Yup, I'm friends with Kenny, Kyle, Stan and Cart….well, not Cartman. I hate that bastard. Ever since I met him, he's always treated me like shit, so I do the same to him.

But the other three, I'm cool with. Especially Kenny. I met him years before I've met Kyle or Stan in Pre-school. He's my best friend, though he is a bit of a pervert. He's a funny pervert, so it balances out. Ever since we all started high school at South Part High, he's stopped wearing the orange parka and started to put on cooler clothes. Also, he got a job and got emancipated from his parents. Now he lives in a nice apartment. I'm glad he's not poor anymore because now Cartman doesn't pick on him anymore.

Stan and I met on the first day of kindergarten. We've been hanging out ever since. He's nice and like a brother to me. But then he and Wendy broke up and he's been in Hell ever since. Wendy started going out with Token. But at the start of middle school, Token dumped Wendy for another girl and Wendy has become a slut ever since. Stupid bitch. I hate her as much as Cartman.

I now made it to the bus stop. I stood in my spot between Kenny and Kyle. "Hey you guys." I greeted. "Hey Rae." They all greeted (except Cartman had said, "Stupid bitch.").

"Your hair smells like a fruit salad." I turned and saw that Kyle had said that. I blushed. I've had a thing for Kyle since 3rd grade. He's always been nice to me and he's so smart. But what I like the most is his appearance. He has green eyes and nice red hair. He used to have a cute red fro, but at the start of middle school, he started using gel and such. It looks nice and slick.

Before I can say 'thank you', Cartman came in and said, "Kyle, why are you such a faggy Jew?" I wanted to give Cartman a taste of his own medicine and kick him in the balls. But then the bus appeared. The doors opened and the High school Bus driver, Mr. Dopacrack, started to yell.

"GET IN THE BUS! WE'RE LATE!"

We filed in. Mr. Dopacrack should marry Ms. Crabtree. Then they can yell at children together. A match made in heaven……sorta.

We all went to sit in the very back, like always. I sat next to Kenny, Stan and Kyle sat on another seat, and Cartman took up a whole other seat. Kenny, Stan, Kyle and I started to talk about stuff, while Cartman talked to his frog doll.

The bus stopped again and in came my favorite (NOT!) people ever. Wendy and her gang of girly, make-up-loving whores. Wendy and Bebe came and sat in the seat in front of Stan and Kyle. Stan stopped talking and looked at her, giving her a death glare. She flicked her black hair and crossed her legs. She turned to Bebe and said, "Is it hot in here, or what?" Bebe giggled, looked at Stan out of the corner of her eyes, and then at Wendy.

I sneered. I didn't want Wendy to hurt Stan again. I tried to hide my expression by looking out the window, but since I was in the aisle seat, Kenny got a full glimpse of me. He frowned but then he crossed his eyes and looked at his own nose, while sticking out his tongue. I laughed hard. Kenny always knows how to cheer me up.

We got to school and we all filed out. Cartman got stuck in the bus doorway again. I laughed until I felt my stomach turn. Mr. Dopacrack got out his crowbar and started to squeeze Cartman out. Ah, yes. Good times.
Kenny, Kyle Stan and I ditched Cartman and we entered the school. Upon entering, we went straight to our lockers. We put our stuff in the lockers and started to walk to our first class: English, when we were stopped. Wendy stood in front of us. She had a butt load of make-up on. She pouted and waved. "Hi Stan."

Stan just stood there, then he look at us. We shrugged. "Hey Wendy." Stan greeted in an irritated voice. Wendy opened her mouth, but then remember Kenny, Kyle and I were still there.

"I want to talk to Stan ALONE." she stretched the 'ALONE'. On cue, the three of us looked at Stan, who nodded. We left them alone and entered class.

"God, if Wendy does anything to Stan, I'll wring her neck." I growled so only Kyle and Kenny could hear. "Yeah! I don't want Stan to hang out with the Goth kids again." Kyle spoke. "I wonder what Wendy wants anyways…." Kenny rubbed his chin. I wonder that too. But I think I already know. A girl (Tomboy or not) still knows what's on the mind of other girls.

All of a sudden, Stan appeared. He looked really pissed off. He sat down in the seat next to us and sighed in anger. "What's wrong, Stan?" Kenny asked.

Stan clenched his fists and then unclenched. "That whore. She wants me back! After all that I've suffered."

"I knew she'd do something like that! Don't give in to her, Stan!" I warned. "Of course I'm not going to give in to HER!" Stan said. I looked up and saw Wendy walk in, swinging her hips and flicking her hair. I heard a couple guys whistle. What do guys see in her? Actually, it's what they want to PUT in her that they like. She turned her head towards us, winked at Stan and blew him a kiss. Bleh! Stan flipped her the bird. Kenny, Kyle and I chuckled as Wendy scowled and walked to the back of the room.

"Sit down class." said our teacher, Mrs. Rubminipple. We all sat down and started to listen to her, when Cartman appeared at the doorway, gasping for breath. Mrs. Rubminipple sighed. "Eric, did you get stuck in the bus door again?" Cartman nodded. Everyone laughed. "Ay! Shut your mouths, you hippies!"

The class quieted down. Cartman sat down, still breathing hard. "Alright class, today we will learn…."

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed that. A bit slow, I know. But the next chapter will be WAY more eventful!