Writers Note: Well, first ever story I've wrote so its probably not too good and reviews about how I could improve are really welcomed from you guys.

P.S. I shan't be shipping my OC with any canonical characters because yeah, I have my own ships for the Characters

Part One: An Intro and a surprise

Then~

Marina Nezzel, 4th grade mean girl, otherwise known as the 'Bae' by her cohorts. Even for a fourth Grader at South Park Elementary, her paths never crossed with the famous four boys that seemed to change and start all the crazes of the school. Anyway. A real popular chic, with those godamn terrible tops and short-shorts that are only worn by the common whore to gain her some more boys to add to her list of broken-hearts that would turn to others to take away the pain of heart break. Her matted red, hair held up only by copious amounts of hairspray and hair bows that never matched what she wore on the day that she would be wearing them. Blue eyes remained beneath dark-framed glasses that were apparently in fashion and long fingernails were clad with various colours of nail-varnish. She is what you would address as the popular 'Queen Bee' of her group of gossip buddies that she seemingly controlled, as the queen of a hive does to her short-living worker bees. You know what I mean? Those Mean girls that will do anything in order to make people who disliked her feel utterly pathetic; mess with her and you'll end up with a black eye and some form of mental trauma because of her. Just listen to me...Don't get on her wrong side. Perhaps she wasn't purely to blame for her god awful behaviour, with two parents who enjoy spoiling her, which was typically the stereotype for a lonely child at her age

Around the same time~

The melodic droning wail of police sirens rushed past the array of houses; generally, its not a rare sight to see in a town like this where mishap always seems to take place right around each dark alleyway. But no. This was no gang bang in some deep, dark alleyway that grasped everyone's attention, nor was it some case that really needed the attention of so many residents. As it has always been, the news teams make a huge story about some local brat that was ran over by a drunk driver-LIES. This tale was rather stranger than your average car accident. There was no blood, guts or death. Just a girl who's life would be twisted like her legs that were held tightly beneath the cars rubber tires, but she didn't know this as the anaesthesia that was commonly known as shock had taken her broken body into its frosty grasp. Tears did not leak from the glassy eyes that remained paralysed in their terrified position that they were in as she was pushed in front of that one car. I know what you're thinking, but you are probably tremendously wrong in the sense that this was no accident. As I said, she was terrified because she was pushed. Perhaps what made this crime an oddity was how close the victim and perpetrator were together, best friends in fact. But that all really doesn't matter, since after this she couldn't care less about a case of some kind of revenge, not yet anyway.

Quickly, the ambulance reached the scene only to ignorantly mark it off as some kind of stupid accident brought along by Marina's own arrogance whilst crossing a road that she though was generally safe. A stretcher was pulled out of the small ambulance, the two doctors struggling to lift up the red-head whom was currently fending her own mind of the effects of nausea and the irresistible need to shut her lowering eyes. "What happened?" Came the worried tone of one of the residents of the quiet mountain town, likely to be some poor as hell red-neck who was debt-ridden enough to live around that rat infested area of south park. But, Marina couldn't care less about the questioning citizens that were slowly gathering around, all she could muster to think about now is about the high possibility of her premature death slowly nearing her and how her parents will react when they hear the tragic news. 'They'd be relieved,' Her thoughts quickly begin, letting out a barely audible laugh as her vision began to fade into the black abyss, 'less money to waste on me.' As she let in to the sleep that she need, the sound of the doctor answering the woman that had asked about the catastrophe sounded in her ears...

"It was a car Accident, Mam,"

NO

"It will be sorted by the Morning.."

Last Note:

First Part done, woop woop. I will be adding In canon characters in the next part or two... Reviews are highly regarded