South Park was a small mountain town, Jessica Anderson had heard all about how they apparently had to deal with with a Mecha-Barbra Streisand, time-travelers and zombies. She begged her parents to move there because she wanted to experience some adventures.
Jessica was an adrenaline junkie, she absolutely loved anything that was considered dangerous, tall and slim, straight black hair, shimmering grey eyes, she was beautiful. That was at least what her old school said to her, she never believed them, ever.
"Honey! Are you ready to go?"
"Almost done Mom!" Came a feminine voice. Jessica stuffed the rest of her clothes into one giant suitcase and bolted downstairs. "Now i'm ready to go."
"Bring that outside, your father is waiting." And with that, she walked out the door to the car and passed her massive suitcase to her father who staggered under its weight.
"GAH! What is in here?!"
"Stuff…"
"How much stuff do you need?!"
"A lot of stuff Dad. I'm a girl."
"Just like your mother…"
"That's right! Just like mother!" Mr. Anderson then proceeded to stuff the grey suitcase into the already stuffed trunk. Not long after, Mrs. Anderson stepped out of the house, they all climbed into the car and saying their farewells to their house for good.
"How long is the ride?" Jessica said no 10 minutes into the ride.
"Like 8 hours."
"Holy shit!"
"Holy shit indeed, you better not be regretting this idea Jess."
"I won't mom, I promise!"
"Good, now why don't you take a nap."
"Mkay."