Calla sat in the back seat of her mother's car, extremely aggravated that her parents had gotten a divorce. They lived in a family of three in a small house. Her mother, Olivia, said she wanted to move from Texas back to her childhood home in South Park, which was also Calla's childhood home.

"Why couldn't' I stay in Texas with dad?" Calla mumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. Her mom glared at her in the rearview mirror. "Better watch your damned mouth if you know what's good for you." Calla sighed annoyed and propped her elbow on the car door, resting her cheek in her palm, ignoring her long bangs that covered her left eye. She thought about her childhood friends. She had really good memories of Kyle, Kenny, Stan, Craig, and the others. Everyone else was vague. She'd chat with Kyle and a few others online every now and then. The only reason she had to move away was because her father, Aaron, had gotten a job back in Texas. She never told anyone she was moving back so everyone would be surprised to see her.
'It's been five years...' She thought as she finally spotted the "South Park" sign that greeted them as they drove by. She was starting her junior year at south Park High. Her mother pulled up in their drive way and parked her car. Men were already unloading the heavy furniture.

"Get your shit out." Her mom spat, lighting a cigarette and slipping out the front seat. The skinny woman made her way to the trunk to grab her own bags. Calla rolled her eyes and said nothing as she emerged from the back seat, glad she was only getting the verbal abuse. The only time she's physically abused is when her mother gets drunk. She was in the process of removing her belongings when she noticed something. She smiled to herself. They had moved a couple of houses away from Kyle Broflovski. He was her second best friend next to Kenny. She dropped her bags into the wet snow, happily running to Kyle's front door and quickly knocked on it about five times. "Just a minute!" A woman shouted. A few moments later, the door opened to reveal a plump woman with a red up-do. The woman stared at Calla in confusion wandering who she was. Her eyes widened. "Oh, my…Is that you Calla?" She asked grinning and stepping out into the snow, and hugged Her.
Not use to motherly affection, Calla just stood there. "Yeah. It's me." She smiled awkwardly as the woman stepped back. Sheila cupped Calla's cheeks in her hands and examined her. "Oh my you have grown into a beautiful young woman!" she exclaimed. Calla just shrugged sheepishly with a smile. "Thank you…" "Kyle will be so glad to see you! I remember how fond he was of you." Sheila smiled, pulling away from Calla. "You and those boys...always getting into trouble.." The woman laughed. "Ha ha...yeah..is he home?" Calla asked, fixing her black scarf that had unraveled slightly. "He is! The other boys are here too." Sheila said grabbing Calla by her wrist and pulling her into the house. It was rather warm and smelled of baked cookies. Sheila led Calla into the small kitchen and made her sit at the table, which was occupied by a pan of cooling pastries. "Kyle! Guess who's here!" His mother shouted. A video game could be heard in the living room. "Who is it, mom?! I'm kind of busy!" He shouted.

"Kyle, get your butt in this kitchen right now, or I'll send those boys home!" His mother shouted. "Your mom's a bitch, Kahl." Calla clearly heard Cartman state. "Shut up, fat ass." Kyle growled. "What is it mom?" He asked as he entered the kitchen. He suddenly stopped when he noticed A teenage girl with black hair that went way below her back and dark blue eyes+ standing next to the table with his mother next to her with a huge grin.. His green eyes scanned her briefly. "Calla?" He asked, unsure if it was even her. The second person after Stan he would tell anything too. The girl he had a crush on since elementary school.. Calla grinned and nodded her head, holding out her arms for a hug. Kyle's face broke into a grin as he walked up to her and wrapped his arms tightly around her small figure and lifted her off the floor. "It's so nice to see my favorite Jew again!" She laughed after Kyle's mom left to go check on Ike. Kyle chuckled and released her body from his embrace. "Your only Jew." He smiled. "Aye, that crazy bitch is back!" Eric Cartman shouted as he entered the kitchen. "You better watch your fucking mouth." Kyle said sternly. Calla glared at him. "Five years away from you wasn't long enough, apparently."

"Whoa, dude!" Stan said as he too entered the kitchen, followed by Kenny. "Hey guys!" Calla greeted them giving the two high fives. "You're aliiive!" Stan shouted. "What?" Calla asked with a giggle, confused, tilting her head slightly, in a cute way. "BLURGH…!" Stan's hand flew to his mouth; he suddenly turned and ran towards the bathroom.

"Ah!" Calla gasped. "Will he be ok?" Calla asked staring after him. Kenny mumbled a few words threw his parka which sounded vulgar. Kyle left Calla's side to check on his best friend. "I'll be right back." He said, "Kenny..." He paused. "Behave." He then continued to follow Stan. Kenny laughed then pulled back his hood, revealing his messy, dirty blonde hair. Calla blushed slightly. She noticed how the boys all grown taller. If not, extremely attractive. Besides Cartman of course...who looked like a lost some weight.. "Poor Stan." Kenny sighed playfully, wrapping his arms around Calla's shoulders.

"It's really a shame he can't talk to beautiful girls, like you, without puking." He purred leaning closer to her face. He stared at her for a second. He was heartbroken when she had to leave. She never treated him like dirt, called him names, or dressed like a slut like most girls did there. He found it...oddly sexy. Calla blushed as he stared at her. She tried to move away slightly. "She doesn't like yah, Kyenneh! You're way too poor and a trailer trash! Like a girl like her would want you!" Cartamn shouted, eating the left out cookies. "Fuck you, asshole!" Kenny spat hatefully. "Cartman, I swear to God, if you say one more damn thing..I will end you…" Calla spat. Another reason why Kenny liked her. She can be so sweet and innocent...but anger her or threaten someone she cares about...then get ready for an ass kicking. "Screw you guys, I'm going home." Cartman grumbled as he left. Calla and Kenny ignored him as he left the house. "So Kenny…" Calla began. Kenny faced her. "Yessss…?" He asked with a purr. Calla's eye twitched when Kenny's hand slowly ran up her thigh. She pinched his hand and pulled it away from her. "You're still a whore I see." She said bitterly and shaking her head in disapproval. Kenny smiled sheepishly and rubbed his hand. "It helps me get money, babe."Calla leaned forward, pinching and pulling on both sides of his face. "Oooowww…ah…urts…uney…." (Translation: ow that hurts honey) His words slurred as he tried to move her hands. "Don't…call…me…babe...or..honey…!" She growled with a blush. "What's going on Ken?" Kyle asked as he and Stan descended down the stairs, and entering the kitchen. Calla quickly released her hold of Kenny, sat back in her chair and smiled sweetly. "Nothiiing~!" She said cutely and tilted her head to the side. 'Keep up the innocent act..' She thought. Kyle and Kenny blushed slightly as Stan, once again, ran to the bathroom. "Ah! I'm sorry, Stan!" Calla shouted to him.

"Kyle sighed slightly annoyed and ran his hand in his red hair. "He'll be fine…" He sat on the other side of Calla at the table. "Where the hell did the cookies go?" He asked staring at the plate surrounded by crumbs. "Cartman ate them." Kenny said as he pulled his hood up. "No surprise there..." Kyle said rolling his eyes. "Oh!" Calla said clapping her hands together. "Kyle, I just remembered!" she said pulling on his coat sleeve. " Huh?" "I'm starting school with y'all Monday." Calla said, pulling out her schedule, and handing it to Kyle. "Dude, that's freaking awesome," Kyle shouted. He studied it for a minute, mentally comparing her schedule to his. He smiled, "You have all of my classes." "(That's good!)" Kenny cut in. "I have classes with Kyle so I have classes with you too!" "Did you know we were gonna have Mr. Garrison again?" Kyle asked Calla. Calla stood up to check what was in his kitchen. "No! I didn't actually; I was surprised to see his name on our 5th hour class…" She pulled out a bottle of soda then looked for the cups. "(I heard that he was replaced at the elementary school.)" Kenny said. Calla walked back into the room with four cups and a bottle of coke. "You would think that Mr. Garrison would quit being a teacher…" She said and poured them all a glass. She poured Stan a glass for when he comes back. "Yeah, I think he hated kids." Kyle said taking his glass. "…Or he just hated us…" Calla grinned. They laughed. "(Man, we were bad! Hahaha!)" Kenny began laughing. "Hahaha! You should have stayed longer, Calla! We had a blast! Adventures everyday!" Kyle shouted. Calla laughed as well. It seems the years they stayed apart hasn't affected their friendship... "Ugh…" Their laughter died down when Stan staggered into the dining room. His black hair sticking out of his blue cap. "Dude, are you feeling ok?" Kyle asked. Stan began to walk to the front door and waved over his shoulder. "Yeah…bye Calla. I'll talk to you later. I'm not…feeling well at the moment." He said then left. Kenny just laughed. "(What a pussy." He mumbled through his orange parka. "Don't pick on him Kenny." Calla said. He just shrugged his shoulders and leaned on her with a smirk. "(So~ Where does my little, sweet, Calla Lilly live now~?)" Kenny asked. Kyle and Calla rolled their eyes. "I'm not gonna tell you, Kenny." She said. Besides, he'll just have to figure out on his own that she lives houses away from Kyle. "(Why nooot~?)" He cried. "Because Kenny, She doesn't want you to rape her, or something." Kyle said shaking his head then sipping his soda. Kenny was silent for a second then smiled evilly. " It's not rape if she likes it!" He shouted as he tackled her out of her chair and knocking her to the floor. "AAAH…! Dammit, Kenny!" She shouted.