I DO NOT own South Park just Katelynn Lamarr!
Katelynn Lamarr joins South Park Elementary and she meets these four boys that immediately brought back memories from her past. They all left imprints in her life and she is willing to reach into the depths of her mind to relive the memories. Katelynn must find out who she can trust, who will understand her and to find out who she really is.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
My alarm clock went off in an annoying, day-ruining sound that immediately made my heart sink. I groaned and pressed the 'Dismiss' button.
My name is Katelynn. Katelynn Lamarr. I just moved from Marshfield Missouri-though I was born in Omaha Nebraska- and now I currently live at this place called South Park Colorado. I didn't want to move here but I'm not saying that I don't like it here, it's just that I don't have any friends right now and I'm that sociable type of girl. I'm also the flirty kind, But at the same time I have to remember I have secrets that only limited can uncover.
I sat up, trying to pry my 200 pound eyelids open. My hair felt sticky and knotted up into a huge, frizzy ball. Oh God how I despised that feeling, those were one of the many reasons why I don't like waking up.
Today was Wednesday and it was my first day of school at South Park Elementary. First days? They are so embarrassing. Just they way you have to frolic around the hallways trying to figure out where and what class to go, it's so frustrating. Not without a new-found buddy though, hopefully this school-day will remind me of how I met my best friends Sarah and Alyssa, followed by a chain of other best friends who I met later on.
As I slowly stumbled into the kitchen from my dizziness caused by sleep, I found my sister, Alyson. She was two years older than me, turning thirteen in August. Her hair was just like mine, long and flowing, with a color of bark off of a tree from outside, the only difference right now was that her hair was a few inches shorter than mine, while hers barely touch her shoulder blades; mine went all the way down my ankles, reaching an enormous length.
"Hey, Kate-turd." Alyson said before she took a bite out of her cinnamon Pop-Tart. We were sisters so it seemed like the correct thing to do was to argue and call each other names, it never really upset one of us and no has crossed the line-so far- but deep down we both have a load of sisterly-love stored away so that one day we'll be able to hug each other on a very special occasion… or maybe before we die.
"Sup, Al-loser." I answered. What a wonderful conversation in the morning. I made my way to the cupboard pulled out a cherry Pop tart and put it in the toaster. They were always a million times better warmed up, however when they weren't, they tasted like disgusting, cold, stiff pieces of pure hell.
My Aunt walked in wearing dull clothes, black thin glasses and her brown-tint hair up in a bun whilst her phone was tucked in her front pocket ready to take new calls, she always looked like a business woman from New York. Now, she was just a business woman in Colorado.
"Oh, hello, sweethearts." She greeted with an odd-happy-stress-free-tone. She moved close to us so that she'll be able to take care of Ali and I. My parents are still alive they just... weren't qualified.
"Morning Aunt Nikki." Alyson and I said in harmony.
"You girls excited for your first day of school?"
"Eh." Alyson groaned.
I felt a pain in my stomach, my insides twisted up in tight knot, I was definitely about to puke my guts out at the word 'school'.
"Katelynn?" My Aunt pressed.
"I'm just afraid that…" My heart stopped at the sound of something unusual behind me, I gasped and turned around. It was the stupid toaster and its warm and steamy Pop tarts risen up above it, ready to be eaten. I fell for it every single freaking time. That bastard pastry.
"Well, girls I'd better be going. You two have fun okay?" Aunt Nikki told us and kissed us one at a time on our foreheads. "Make new friends, I love you!" she said as she made her way out the front door. Now, we were all alone in the house because my parents were out.
I quickly choked down my breakfast and ran into the bathroom to get dressed. I'm in a hurry because I like to be early on days like this so that if I go at the wrong time then at least I wouldn't be late and I'd know for the next day. Plus it takes me 5 minutes to wake up, 10 minutes to eat my breakfast and 30 minutes to get ready. So that's 45 minutes everyday I waste compared to Alyson since she always gets dressed way before me.
Once we were prepared-on the outside at least- we walked out the door to the freezing air which immediately bit at the uncovered parts of my skin turning it red and mildly numb. I had to separate from my sister since she's going off to sixth grade. So I had to walk alone to the fourth grade bus stop. How fun.
Once I was a few yards away from the yellow sign, I stopped in my tracks; these four boys were already waiting in line for the bus stop. Two of which seemed to be arguing. Great. I totally suck at first impressions. Let's basically say that I wasn't a fan of First-Things. I awkwardly walked up to them, seeing them close up I recognized the fat one. It was Eric Theodore Cartman.
"You don't even know what the hell you're talking about!" The boy in a cute little green hat retorted.
"Yes, I do Khel!" Eric disagreed. Boy, did I miss his odd accent.
They finally noticed me when I stood at the end of their little line, next to the one in the green hat. I felt my face turn warm with embarrassment.
Say something! Anything!
Holy shit dude! She has a nice rack! The boy in the orange hooded jacket said, all I could hear was a muffle but clearly the others could understand him. I threw him an evil look for I knew it was something pretty bad.
I knew all four of those boys since I was born, in fact I knew Eric right when I was born because back then my mom and his mom were best friends and was extremely close. Eric was about three months older than me and we grew up to be best friends, nothing could separate us, that was until 1st grade. Some kid came up to him and made fun of him because he was friends with a girl. That one thing changed his mind forever. That one thing. Ever since that happened he stopped talking to me and started finding guy friends, first it was Kenny, then Stan followed by him being introduced to Kyle. I just couldn't believe that he would do that, then again he was one of the most evil person I know-not to me though, but to people who would hurt me or ones that made him jealous that I spent time with them and not him. Even though other people could see him as a minion of the anti Christ, I always knew him as a sweet, funny little boy.
It was up until that point that they finally spoke. "Uh, who are you?" Eric asked with a tone I didn't really care for.
"My names Katelynn, I'm starting school here." I thought that maybe I should give more information but I didn't know what to pick up from that.
Eric stared at me, he was squinting his eyes trying to pull something from his mind. "Why do you look so familiar?" He asked finally.
"First grade?" I said, but he still didn't recognize me. "Kindergarten?"
Crap, do I really have to say it?
"K-K?" K-K was the nickname Eric used to call me.
"Oh yeah! I remember now! Katelynn Lamarr!" He shouted full of happiness and relief.
"Yeah, that's me." I did kind of miss him but I'm afraid that he still thinks the same way about me so I just acted a little unamused.
Eric suddenly just ran to me and examined my face. "You changed so much…" He said with awe. "Are you sure it's you?"
I looked at him, he was such an idiot. "Yes, Eric. I'm pretty sure it's me." I said.
"But what about that stupid scarf you used to wear? And those nerdy glasses?"
I am going to punch him right in that "pretty-little-nose-of-his".
"I got contacts and the scarf doesn't fit me anymore." I explained letting the anger wash away.
"Good." The son of a bitch said. "You look so much better. Now you're a bit attractive."
Are you trying to compliment or offend me?
"Whatever Re-re." I said through clenched teeth.
"Fat-ass, do you mind introducing us?" The one in the blue-and-red-poof-ball-hat said, I knew who he was; Stan Marsh.
"Fuck off, you turds can introduce yourselves!" Eric retorted.
"You guys, it's no need, I remember all of you." I explained, I have an amazing memory. "You're Stan, Kenny and Kyle." I named them off.
"How the hell can you remember us? We barely remember you!" Kyle spat feeling so confused and yet amazed at the same time.
"My mind is a steal trap." I said. "But, really, screw you guys, you were horrible to me back then."
"I don't recall being mean to anybody." Kyle said.
"Well you did, after that kid came up and told Eric that it was stupid being friends with girls, he left me, found you guys, and every time you saw me you called me names or didn't talk to me." I smiled and let my eyelids droop a little to show that it didn't bother me anymore.
"It looks like you didn't hold a grudge." Kyle smiled at me. "I'm sorry if I made you cry or anything."
"Eh, don't worry about it, if anything it toughened me up." I assured him.
"So, where'd you move from, Katelynn?" He asked.
"Missouri."
"Missouri?" Eric snickered. "Why the hell Missouri?"
I raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Why the hell not Missouri?"
"That place is so freaking full of hicks and bad country songs!"
"Hey, Eric, you wanna die?" I asked him, I managed to sneak in a fake-happy tone in there.
"I would fight you tonight but I don't want you to miss you're sewing circle club."
That was it, no matter how much I loved him I had to do it, at least just once to show him I had guts. So I punched him right in the face making him fall on his back whilst his nose bled, coloring the white snow. He wasn't moving at all, except for a few twitches, and his eyes were closed. Maybe he was dying who knows. I didn't care; I just looked straight ahead with a satisfied smile and waited for the bus in silence.
"Feels good doesn't it?" Kyle asked me with a sly smile on his face. I could tell that he had done that before.
"Oh yes, I've wanted to do that all my life." I answered smiling back.
Suddenly the yellow school-bus drove up to us and made a screeching stop, after it was safe, Stan, Kenny, Kyle and I climbed on, nonchalantly leaving Eric behind. We hurried to catch our seats before the bus started moving again. Stan and Kenny sat next to each other in one seat. Kyle sat down and patted an empty space next to him so on the way to the school I sat beside a cute friend of mine and the whole time we talked and laughed, it was like a fairytale, but I don't know what to think about my feelings that I have been slowly growing for him. Should I let him in? And what was with that sudden personality change with Eric? I shouldn't even think about trusting him again. No, not after what he did to me...
I hope you enjoyed it! I will post chapter 2 real soon and yes, Katelynn is me. I just felt like doing that. This is my first story here so please no flames. Review this please and tell me some tips and mistakes I made so I can do better! Thank you for reading! :3