The Tear In My Heart Chapter 1:
Lizzy stepped out of her house and took a deep breath. It wasn't like she was upset, she was instead nervous. Her life at South Park wasn't the best. She had barely any friends and wasn't too sure how to be nice to people.
It wasn't as if she had only been there for a while. Actually, she'd been at that same school most of her life. She'd actually started out quite popular. She had a few friends, but was mostly close with Kenny. She and Kenny shared an attitude which pleased her. The two would often see each other in detention.
Lizzy was crazy. That's what everyone said, anyway. She had a fun and upbeat personality at the start. That was before the fall, you could say. Her fall was definitely one of the worst.
She and Kenny McCormick found themselves very close. So close, that the two decided to get together. Everyone had expected this, of course. Since the two always hung out. If one went down, the other went down with them. The two's bond was unbreakable.
Until one day, that is. It was December. December 5th, to be exact. The snow was falling as usual, and Lizzy was on her usual walk to the bus stop. Her pink parka covered her face as usual. This came in handy when it was cold. She enjoyed having a matching style with Kenny.
She arrived and saw Kenny standing with Stan, Kyle, and Eric. This was unusual for him, because at the time, he would usually come up to her as she arrived. Instead, he just remained where he stood. Stan took notice of her and nudged Kenny. Kenny shook his head and looked very uncomfortable.
Eric Cartman started laughing and signalled for Lizzy to come over. She did as told, and stood next to Kenny timidly. "Yo, um.." Stan began. "Kenny's dumping you!" Eric shouted through a laugh. Lizzy froze and tapped Kenny's arm. "Is.. is that true?" She asked.
Kenny turned to her. He was red in the face and sweating quite heavily, despite the cold. He looked to the others quickly, and then back to her. He nodded slowly.
Lizzy looked down. She was fifteen, and didn't believe she should be so sad, since it probably wouldn't have lasted anyway. Although, she really was quite sad at the time.
She looked back up and scowled at Eric. "This is your fault, isn't it?" She snarled. "My fault? Never." He snickered. "You little asshole!" She shouted. She suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the bigger boy by his collar.
Eric squirmed and the other three just watched. "You dare come near me and my boyfriend ever again!" She shouted.
The others had formed a large circle around the two. This circle consisted of most of the people who were at the bus stop. The others, minding their own business.
Cartman weakly smiled. "He isn't your boyfriend. He dumped you because you're an ugly little bi-" He was cut off by a shout. "Just accept it Lizzy!" The voice shouted. "He doesn't like you."
Lizzy looked down at Eric. He was looking back up at her with a toothy grin. She whacked him in the face, before releasing him from her grasp. He dropped onto the ground. Lizzy walked away and pushed her way through the crowd that had formed.
The owner of that voice had been the one and only, Heidi Turner. Even though she and Eric had broken up quite a while ago, she still had quite a big crush on him.
After this event, Lizzy changed her look entirely. She didn't want to be in any way associated with Kenny anymore, even if it really wasn't his fault. She cut her hair from the middle length cut, to an almost boyish style. It dropped over the left side of her face, while the right side had been cut down to her ear.
She wore dark hoodies and jeans instead of her usual pink parka and grey trousers. She dyed the ends of her blonde hair a black colour, and wore black lipstick.
She could have almost been recognised as one of the goths from then on, but she heavily denied it.
She wouldn't go and smoke at the back of the school with them. Instead, she chose to stick with herself. She walked around alone from then on.
Today, was her seventeenth birthday. Of course it was her luck to be dragged into school again on this special day.
She arrived at the bus stop and stood by herself. She watched Tweek and Craig walk by with their fingers laced together. The two were followed by Kyle who was on his way to join his three friends.
Stan, Kenny, and Eric stood in their usual places. Stan waved to Kyle as he approached.
Lizzy sat on the pavement and dragged her feet on the concrete. The bus eventually arrived and her peers all piled on. She found a booth by herself and sat down.
She sat alone until they reached school. Once they had reached school, Lizzy got off and trudged to her first class. She didn't bring in a bag, so she just waited outside of her classroom.
After being sent out of the lesson twice, she was told to go down to the principles office.
Instead, she walked towards the back of the school. She thought of who she'd become before walking outside. She froze in her tracks, however.
She remembered the happy girl she once was. She'd always liked picking on people, but she never thought she'd end up like this. These thoughts startled her into crying.
"Who are you?" Asked a voice. Lizzy opened her eyes and saw a boy standing in front of her.
"Gah!" She exclaimed in fright. "Why do you look like one of us?" He asked her. "I.. I'm Lizzy. You've probably seen me around. I've dressed like this since I was fifteen, actually.." She rubbed the back of her neck.
"I'm Pete." The boy said. He had black hair that stuck out over his face much like Lizzy's, with red highlights sprawling down from the top of his roots.
"I've seen you before.." Lizzy faintly smiled. She wasn't surprised that the goth boy didn't smile back.
He instead signalled for her to follow him. Lizzy followed him over to where his friends were sitting. "This is Firkle, Henrietta and Michael. Guys, this is Lizzy."
"Lizzy?" Henrietta questioned. She had an incredibly confused look on her face. "Y-Yes.." She stuttered in reply.
"I thought you were a snooty conformist." Michael stated as he took a puff of his cigarette.
"I don't think I'm like them." Lizzy replied. She sat down next to Pete. "You want a cigarette?" He offered.
"I.. um.." She paused. "Sure." She decided. "Sounds good. You know, you can chill out with us from now on, if you want?" He offered her once more.
"Pete!" Firkle shouted. "You know what happened all the other times!"
"You're right." Lizzy sighed. "I'm sorry." She stood up and went to walk back inside. "Wait!" Pete called after her.
"What?" She asked. Her eyes were welling with tears once more. "Please stay. God, I never thought I'd say that.." He scowled.
"Maybe she'll stay." Henrietta whispered to Firkle, to which he just rolled his eyes.
"I.. I will stay. That's a promise." Lizzy smiled weakly once more. "I don't believe promises." Firkle stated.
Michael sighed and held out his hand to her. She looked down at it in a confused manner. "Shake it." He ordered.
She did as told and shook his hand. "Welcome to the team." He stated.
Lizzy was unsure of what to do, so she returned to sitting next to Pete. She held out her cigarette and Pete lit it.
She had, surprisingly, never tried smoking before. She cautiously placed her lips onto the cigarette and drew in a deep breath.
Her eyes widened as she started coughing rapidly. Henrietta looked over at her. "First time?"
"Yeah." Lizzy replied. She felt embarrassed. "It's bad at first, but once you get past that, it's heaven." Michael stated.
Lizzy smiled and nodded quickly. "I'll give it another try soon then."
Firkle rolled his eyes and looked to Henrietta who was sitting next to him. "When is she leaving?" He whispered to her.
"Firkle! Be nice." Henrietta ordered. "Fine!" He sighed in defeat.
"You guys planning on going to class?" Lizzy asked them. "Nope." Michael laughed.
"We don't exactly attend class that much." Pete grinned. This way the first time Lizzy had seen him lift the corners of his lips, so she smiled too.
"I can see." Lizzy muttered. "You know, I'm surprised you didn't come to us sooner." Henrietta admitted.
"I've always seen you guys, but I was worried you wouldn't accept me." Lizzy sighed.
"Been this way for a while, haven't you love?" Henrietta asked. Lizzy nodded.
"Don't worry. We accept you. You're just another poor depressed soul." Henrietta replied. "Yes." Lizzy said.
Slowly, Lizzy laid back onto the top step. She had surrendered her cigarette to Henrietta, who insisted she would finish it for her.
She continued laying there until she eventually drifted off. The goths took note of this, and covered her using a hoodie.
Lizzy dreamt of things she would never remember. She did remember one thing, however.
That she, had finally found some friends. And she didn't plan on losing them.