Author's Note: Mkay, so here's the thing, this story is going to be Kyman, but.. What about the other pairings? I want some suggestions. Thanks! : )
I just arrived home where I had grown up, South Park. The neighbourhood looks the same as ever, but I'm nervous to meet my friends again. I haven't stayed in contact with either of them, due to a few problems that occurred right after we moved away.
This might be stupid of me to think, but I'm starting to think that I'm not allowed to leave this place. The first time our family moved away, which was to San Francisco, we almost died- and this time was no different. It was a miracle we even survived the whole year there. Thank god I managed to convince my dad at the last minute to move back to South Park. I wonder if my parents really are that stupid or if they actually are trying to commit suicide every other day.
Today is monday, but my parents told me I could stay home, unpack my things and then rest a little. The flight had been rather long and tiring, so I agreed. Not that I wanted to go to school in the first place, I mean, it's not everyday you get to stay home for almost no reason.
"Bubbeh!" I hear my mom call me from downstairs and shout back, "in a second." I place my luggage on the floor, right next to the desk and then head to the door. Hopefully mom will make it quick and I can come back and finish unpacking, so I won't have to worry about it later.
I reach downstairs and go straight towards the kitchen where I know my mom is at. "Yes?" I ask, a little wary of what she wants of me, once I got to the door. "Of there you are! Could you please go and buy some groceries, Bubbeh? Dad and I are really busy at the moment." I nod at her, knowing that I have no choice in this matter. "Good, here is some money and a list," she continues, after taking a stack of cash from her purse and handing it over to me with the list. I stare at it in disbelief, before heading out, a stack of money and a list in my hands.
Now outside and half-way to the store, I regret not dressing myself more properly. I had forgotten how much colder it is here, since I've been living under the blazing sun for over a year now. You can sure get used to things fast, huh? I look down at my arms, which are naked due to the short-sleeved shirt I am wearing and try to remember how pale they used to be before, but it's not as easy as I had thought it would be. I should look for some photoalbums when I get back home, I think, just as I reach the store.
The store is mostly empty, but I guess that was to be expected. I look down at the list to see what it said. First thing on it was milk, so I look back up and am about to go and get the said item, when I see someone I recognise at the cash register. "Cartman?" I ask outloud, signaling him of my presence and making him turn his head to look in my direction, only for him to go wide-eyed and ask, "Jew?" in response. We then both stare at eachother for a couple of moments in complete silence, until Cartman finally walks over to me, a grin present on his face. That can't mean good.
"Back so soon, Jew? Did you miss me?" he asks, infuriating me in an instant. "You wish, fatass!" I scoff back at him, my lips forming a frown. Of course he's still an asshole, what was I thinking, that'd he'd change while I was gone? Asking that question in my head, I unconsciously look back at Cartman and then I realise. The fatass wasn't a fatass anymore, he was just an ass.
Sorry about the shortness, it just seemed like a nice place to end it. The next chapter will probably come out in the following days, so no worries! : D