Erics P.O.V.:
Small leaves touch the ground, as the cold blowing fallwind drags them off of the almost bald trees.
Before they hit the ground, they display a rash and hastly dance in the air, swirling around eachother, till they lose their balance.
Then land scraping the grey cement path, that lies within this order of bald trees.
Ahead are many crowded students, behind them a huge building that consits of two towers.
They are ducked in a dirty mixture of grey and brown colors.
Windows are covered from within with darkred curtains.
Doors made of brown wood and steel plates on them, were placed in the middle of this obscene looking building, that gave off the feeling of being a newly arranged, futuristic haunted house.
As I walk, I saw them look into my direction with a mixture of puzzled and curious stares.
I don't pay attention to them and walk along side the fallen red and yellow leaves that cover the path.
I reach into my trouserpocket hoping I would find my lighter.
I try reaching at the back of my bag finally finding my almost empty cigarette packet.
In it were only three of them left, so I took one out of it.
Lightning it, I put it inside my mouth.
Then blow the steam out of my mouth and nostrills.
I stop in the middle of my walk to ensure myself I look less of a delinquent than I already am.
So I watch down onto myself and sort my thoughts.
I'm wearing a dark blue V-neck Jumper, with white stripes that are placed on the upperarm halves orbitting them.
In the middle of the jumper, below my v neck, there is written in white printed letters "BOSTON 40".
On top of the jumper, I'm wearing a warmly nightblue college jacket.
To my Jersey, I'm wearing light blue jeans. My feet are covered with black nike snikers.
Their soles are painted in a dark neon shade of blue.
A brown large bag is hanging from my left shoulder.
It's somewhat heavy with a pile of books for every subject I've got today.
For one second the thought of my hair being right or not crossed my mind.
I quickly take my phone out and check it along with my face.
Usually I was never interested in my looks but through the years that changed.
Looking at my mirror image I detect that my hair is not too short.
A little bit dishelved but evenly trimmed.
Short sideswept bangs cover a little part of my forehead.
My face is a little bit tanned, from the summer work I've been doing and so is my whole body.
Theres no hint of chubyness to begin with..
Of course not, since I've been training and lifting weights.
I've been doing many other things to get in shape.
Chestnut eyes look at me with shades of gold and black pupils.
Tall body,broad shoulders and a muscular built.
I smirk thinking to myself, that I sure can say I've become a looker.
"I guess I look fine for the fucking photo I have to take with these dipshits later"
Combing hair back with my fingers, I continue walking to school.
But I stop as I spot my ''alleged friends'',so I start walking into their direction.
"Is that you Cartman!?..Man what the fuck happened to you, you look like you've finally came to your senses and did some training,you fatass!"
while laughing, a blonde and a black haired guy are waving gesturing me to come over to them.
"Shut it,jackass"
That makes the blonde boy laugh more though but I dont really give a damn about that.
"Seems like you decided to take off that "mask'', that banned you from talking shit..was a mistake."
I looked at the shorter boy beside me. Guess he completely changed too..
His hair grew to his neck, tucked behind one of his ears, that had a tiny black tunnel and two small helixes.
He wore a thight orange jacket with a striped darkred scarf.
Underneath his jacket probably a purple shirt and dark blue trousers.
Black ankleboots with laces cover his feet.
"C'mon Kenny stop being such a smartass in the morning..I'm tired as fuck..Though you do have a point.."
The blackhaired boy scanned me.
"Honestly, I doubt next to his appearance nothing has seem to have the very same shitty personality as before cartman."
He chuckles and shakes his head.
" You have nothing else to do, than give that jackass next to me right...Braggart."
I don't bother to look at him.
He sighed at my last comment then continued to look at his phone.
The boy to my left is called Stan Marsch.
A guy about the same height and build as me,pale with darkblue eyes and jet black hair.
He wore a darkred college jacket, probably similar to mine, with a brown scarf and black trousers.
On his feet he wore blue sneakers, with red and white stripes.
"Maan it's been such along time since we've last seen eachother hasnt it?"
The blonde boy was called Kenny by the way.
Stan turned his gaze to Kenny, away from his phone.
"Guess you've got that right", he smiles.
"Your sentimentality makes me wanna puke."
I snarl and hold my stomach.
"Oh man! C'mon cartman! Stop being such rat bag!"
I hiss at smirks.
Asshole...
"Hey! I have an idea...Why dont we celebrate our lovely reunion at starks pond!",he suggested.
"I'll bring Booze",Kenny smirked.
Stan said"Hell yeah man!"
"I need a break from my old man...he doesn't leave me alone since the holiday we spent together in seattle with my relatives."
He rolls his eyes at the memory.
I know by now how much of a pain in the ass his father can be, so I sorta understand his reaction at this point..
"Alright stan I knew you wouldn't say no!"
"So what's with you cartman?"
turning to me, he literally beams at me.
"Whatever just say the time,coz I wanna bring my own booze."
"I'm not gonna drink some cheapass beer with you guys, be sure of that.",I smirked.
Kenny approved with a handshake.
"Alright! Should I invite someone else too?Maybe craig or clyde?"he asked sarcastically.
He knew what he was saying, he just wanted to tease us that's all.
"Not these loosers..dont invite anyone."
Stan pinches the bridge of his nose then continues talking.
"If you do, count me out.I really don't have any nerve for those twits right now believe me,Kenny."
Stan took the words right out of my what happened here, in this dump..guess they've destroyed half of our lifes.
I just looked at Kenny with approval of Stans answer, to that dumbass question.
Kenny chuckles a bit, then nodded.
"I know stan.I was just joking.I would've never invited them."
"You're jokes are retard"
I was annoyed and he smirks again.
As I said he's an asshole.
The first period is about to start, so we hurry to school.
After we were told in which classes the three of us were devided into, the schoolday kept going without any problems.
Though, I honestly wanted to skip school...Afterall I decide to skip the fourth period.
I sat on the rooftop of the school and gazed into the scenery..
"Nothing in this shitty town has changed."
I thought to myself.
The seasons were really taking place this year..I mean there was always snow wether it was summer or not.
But the snow melted this summer. It's the beginning of autumn, so it's exceptionally cold.
Though I'm not freezing at all.
"The second smoke this day..guess have to get new ones."
I slit further forward to the cold ground and see the path that leads to school.
"This is a fucking dump where we'll never be able to escape."
It is a perplexing sight..those leaves lying there.
They remind me of 'oh so' vivid memories I've made here.
..Looks like a pool of red and yellow colors.
Red..an astonishing color.
