Some say life is a journey it's a destination, but I say it's a river say life is full of choices, they hardly even mention fear. Life is full of hate, yet you find love in the most unexpected places. It is full of tears, yet you find laughter. Life can suck but still you keep moving forward. If I haven't I would not have found anti Christ.

I woke up this morning to the annoying beep of my alarm-clock. God, I hated that thing, but not as much as I hated today. It was my first day of South Park High. I was going to be in junior year in this crappy, smal,l redneck town. Back in California I had so many friends, I was a cheer-leader, and my family went to a beautiful church. Last summer my dad dropped the bomb, I was moving all the way to Colorado. Good bye, hot guys, amazing friends and sunshine. Hello average guys, zero friends, and cloudy days.

I don't know how, but my body moved out of my comfy bed and on to the hard wood floor. I was still half asleep as I walked to my dresser. I tried on every possible out-fit in my closet. From my favorite mini-skirt and pink tank top to skinny jeans and a Plain White T's Band shirt. After like 30 minutes of raiding my closet I finally decided to wear my light blue faded jeans and a bright yellow tank top that said "Miss California". I also chose my bright pink and yellow converse. These actually are my lucky shoes, so I'm praying to Jesus for an OK day of high-school. "If there even is such a thing", I thought to myself sadly.

I then quickly made it to the bathroom so I could do my make-up and hair. I put on clear glossy lip-gloss and light Grey eye shadow. Of course I had to add some mascara . I than grabbed my brush so I could tame my overly wavy hair. I brushed my hair for what seemed like an hour. I was extremely extatic when I managed to get every single tangle out of it. I looked in the mirror to examine my face. I smiled back at my reflection. My mouth revealed a set of perfect, white, straight teeth. "Well my braces sure did pay off.",

I had to admit the girl that was starring back at me was pretty. She had long, thick, wavy blonde hair. Her eyes were big and wide and they were a lovely shade of sky blue. A nice tan covered her body. It was the result of playing beach volley-ball every day. This girl in the mirror was me.

I grabbed my over the shoulder bag and went down stairs.

As I walked into the kitchen I noticed my mom cooking for my 10 year old brother, Jake. Jake's brown hair was long and extremely untidy.

"Good morning Claire" ,My mom said as she placed scrambled eggs onto a plate which she handed to Jake.

"Morin' mom" I replied with a yawn.

My mom's blonde hair was in a messy bun and her amber eyes were beginning to lose that peppy glow that I knew and loved.

I grabbed an apple and took one bite out of it. Crunch,crunch.

My Brother's light brown eyes starred up at me as he said " Are you going to eat anything else C.C, your already so skinny".

I rolled my eyes at this comment. I was half done with my apple as I walked out the door. I quickly hugged my mom and kissed my brother's head.

As I walked out the door my mother's voice boomed" Claire good luck".

I didn't reply but I nodded.

I started to walk. It was a cool autumn day. I regretted not bringing a jacket. I was half way to school and then ...CRASH!!!!!!! I bumped into some guy . I fell butt first on the ground. UGHHH! Great not even at school and I'm already starting to make an idiot out of me.

"Are you okay"said a male, english voice.

I looked up and noticed a blonde, blue eyed teenager. His hair was about shoulder length and he was wearing some sort of weird hat. He was quite cute.

"I'm fine" I said

"Are you sure, here let me help you up" He said as he offered me a pale hand.

I took his hand as he helped me up. When I finally got steady he let go.

"I'm Philip, but you could call me Pip" said the boy with a smile.

"I'm Claire, and you can call me Claire" I said as I extended my hand.

His smile grew until it covered the whole bottom of his face. He took my arm and gave it a firm shake.

" I haven't seen you around, are you new?"

"Um yes, I actually just moved here last week."

I let go of Pip's small hand. He was quite short, I mean he was taller than my 5'3" but he was no more than 5'9.

"Well Pip, you accent is just charming".

"Th--an--ks" He said as he scratched his head.

"No problum".

"Have you ever been to England".

I nodded my head to signal "no".

"Well it's quaint and I usually have a Jolly good time with my mates".

"Thats nice, Have you ever been to California"

"No. What's it like"?.

"Well, wear I come from it's pretty much all sun-shine".

"That sounds lovely, do you have any siblings"?

"Yes, a little brother named Jake. What about you"?

"I have an older sister who I live with".

"Do you play any sports"?

"No, I'm not very athleticly gifted"

"I use to be a cheer-leader and I took gymanstics for a few"

"Interesting, do you have any hobbies"

"Um, I'm a dancer. I took leassons back in Cali"

"What type of dance"

"Oh, ballet, jazz, tap, hip-hop, and some belly dancing"

"Wow, cool"

I saw school coming up so I quickly asked Pip if he had a phone.

"Ofcorse I do".

I then reached into the pocket of my back pack and pulled out a blue sharpy. I grabbed Pip's arm. He flinched. I believe he though I was going to hurt him.

I wrote 654-3452.

"Call me any time"

He was blushing mad.

Once we were on school campus. Pip intoduced me to some intersting boys. I believe there names are Cartman, Stan, Kyle, and Kenny.

Kyle has emerald green eyes with tousled to perfection red hair he also had a ligt spray of freckles across his nose. Stan has light blue eyes which almost clashed with his jet black hair. It was about the same length of his chin. Kenny was simply adorable with his skater like blonde hair and deep sea blue eyes, he reminded me of the guys back in California.

Last but not least Eric Cartman, he was nothing special considering looks. He was over-weight with musty brown eyes and average styled brown hair. His saving grace was his dimpled smile.

"So Blondie what's California like" Cartman asked.

"Um, Cartman I have a name". This fat assed guy was getting on my nerves.

"Yeah but Claire is a boring name so now it's Blondie" He said as he tried to hide his smirk.

"Oh Eric can't you try to be nice" Pip chimed in.

"No niceness is for LOSERS"!!!!!!! Yelled Cartman.

Poor Pip looked down at his feet and said nothing.

"So Claire your from The Sunshine State", Kenny asked as he winked at me.

I couldn't help blush but I quickly brushed it off" Kenny I'm from California not Florida"

"When did Florida come in to conversation were talking about California, the sunshine state"?

"Kenny Florida is the Sunshine State", I said as I rolled my eyes

"Oh that explains a lot...than what's California's nick-name?"

"The Golden state" I said as I giggled.

"Do you play any sports"? Stan asked totally butting into the conversation.

"I run, swim, surf, and I was a cheer-leader back in Cali".

"Nice a Cheerleader in South Park" Said Kyle.

"So you have a little brother named Ike?" I asked.

"Yeah he's really annoying"

"I bet ,but nothing is more annoying than my little brother, Jake high on pixie sticks"

"Hahahahha, your kinda funny Claire" Kyle said.

I didn't notice at first but Pip slipped away somewhere. My eyes traveled to find him. After about 25 seconds of looking I spotted him. He was talking to a tall, goth looking guy.

"Claire is your muffin-buttered" asked Kenny.

"Oh no! Here we go again" Stan said as a annoyed look passed over his face.

Cartman started to laugh but stopped as Kenny gave him a dirty look.

"Ahhh, no" I answered

"Would you like me to butter your muffin" He said as a gigantic smirk covered his face.

Before I could answer Cartman was histaricle with laughter. Stan then hit Kenny semi-hard upside the head.

"Owww! what was that for, man"Kenny said as his face turned a shape of red.

"Dude you just met her and your trying to lay her"

"So"replied Kenny

"Kenny,she's a christian" said Kyle.

"How do you know that?".

"God what did religion have to do with it", I wondered

"Uhhh, I don't know, the cross necklace"?

These guys were so immature, they were worse than Jake. As the guys were fighting, my eyes wondered to the goth guy talking to Pip. Something was different about him, very different.

"Hahaha you like Blondie, you like Blondie" Cartman started poking Kenny as he said this.

"Shut up man" Kenny replied angerly as he pushed Cartman away from him.

Cartman stumbled back, lucky for him that he didn't hit the floor.

After Kenny got away from Cartman he came up to me and put his arm around my waist. His touch electrocuted me, it was a chill down my spine. He then whispered in my ear, his hot breath breathing against my skin. "Do you want me to walk you to first period, I don't want a girl like you getting lost"

I pulled away from him, his grip on my hip was tight, but not unbreakable.

I than whispered in his ear "No way in hell".

I walked to the nearest bench and pulled out my phone. It was the voyager from version .

I checked the time 7:53, I had about eight minutes before school starts.

I was not one to ease drop but I was dying to know what the guys were talking about after I walked away.

I slowly walked to them, I could feel the ache in my foot as I hid behind the bushes. I made no movements, I barely even breathed at all.

"Hahaha dude you so got dissed by a chick back there" screeched a voice that sounded like Stan's.

I moved the bushes so I could see what was going on. I felt my stomach turn because I feared being caught.

Kenny shot Stan a dirty look full of hate and anguish. Kenny then shrugged and said " It's not a big deal, I mean she was hot but she was to much of a challenge to get her in bed".

I cannot believe that's all Kenny thought about. He was a freakin'womanizer!

"You probably didn't even stand a chance with her" Kyle said.

"And you could?" Kenny shot back.

"She's not my type, sure she's pretty but dating Bebe remeber"

" I personally prefer girls with red hair, but guys I wouldn't mind her breaking down my doors if you know what I mean" Said Cartman cutting into the conversation.

Stan starred in horror up at Cartman, his face expression was priceless.

Little did the guys know, there was another with equal intrests in Claire.

Damion's P.O.V

Pip came up to me about 45 minutes before school started. He had a bright pink blush on his pale face.

"What's up with you" I said as I lighted a cigarette with my fire power. Being the anti-Christ did come with some perks.

"Nothing but you won't believe what happened this morning" Pip said, he was exited as a school girl on Christmas.

"What" I said in a monotonous voice.

"There's a new girl in South Park High. She is so pretty and she actually talked to me"

"Really" I said half in dis-belief and half just to annoy my friend.

"Really, she bumped into me when we were both walking to school. I helped her up an we talked she even gave me her phone number!!" He was so exited he was almost jumping.

I didn't speak, I was trying to process everything that Pip told me.

"Look, if you don't believe me look over there". He pointed to Cartman's group.

There she was. She had long,blonde,thick hair. She had bright sky blue eyes with nice eye-lashes. Her lips were full and rosey, just begging to be kissed. She also had a nice tan. My stupid eyes ran down her body, she had big boobs...OK that's it don't look at her.

"See I told you" He said with a triumphant grin.

I rolled my eyes " What's her name"

"Claire, she moved from California "

So Claire was her name, it's to common for my liking.

"So, what do you know about the Claire girl"?

Pip starred blankly at me for about 2 seconds then replied " Well she's going to be a junior, like us. She has a little brother. She was a cheerleader and took gymnastics. She also is a dancer, I think."

"Wow a dancer, amazing" I said trying to sound like I didn't care.

"She's also single"! He said

"Woo-hoo" I rolled my eyes.

Pip kept on talking about "Claire", it was all useless information.

My eyes traveled to Claire. I spotted Kenny putting his arm around her. I don't know how or why but I add an urge to punch the dim wit. lI hated everything about him. I hated that hair style, the way he talks,the way he womanizes women. I could go on forvever about how much I hate the idiot. I saw her push him away and whisper something in his ear. Then Claire walked away. I swear when she walked the wind blew and the demon's sang. What the hell did I just think? God, I swear this brain need's to be checked out.

Now I'm getting pissed at myself for even giving the Christian bimbo thought. What was her name again? Oh right Claire.

WHAT WILL DAMIEN DO?