Mostly just description & little dialogue. Sue me, it's the introductory chapter. OC form at the bottom. Yeah, I saved up all my pocket money and bought shares from Comedy Central, so I own South Park. (iwish.)
Hi, I'm Finnian, and here are some things I hoped would never happen in my life;
- My father would leave my mother and run off with a gay lover.
- I would be forced out of my private education, and have to attend public school.
- 2012.
Of course, as fate's a bitch, 2 out the 3 in that list happened. And, no, not 2012.
Here's my current situation; my twin sister and I are the 'new kids' at South Park High, the aformentioned public school we now have to attend since our family can no longer afford to pay the hefty price of the tuition fee. Which doesn't exactly make sense, because our mother had just bought a brand-spankin' new 612 Scaglietti Ferrari.
Yeah, a ferrari. And she says she can't afford to pay our tuition. I don't see how she can't afford our tuition, but whatever. As if I needed private education that was a sure getway to attending an Ivy League school. Pfft, I could always use my amazing intelligence.
...No. See, I didn't exactly take advantage of the fact that I was attending a prestigious, sought-after and expensive school. I skipped classes and rebeled and did all the normal teenage stuff. As expected, my grades fell. My GPA is like, negative three.
I'm practically retarded. Which would explain why the pricipal of the school is talking to me slowly.
"Finnian, I do hope you'll enjoy your time here. Now, did the nice reception lady give you your map and your locker combination?"
I nodded.
A loud cough came from my side, and I glanced over to see my sister, Delilah, sniggering into her shoulder. The little bitch with the 3.5 GPA.
"Oh! I almost forgot!" The pricipal, whose name I didn't bother remembering, pulled a drawer open and took out two...badges? "It's your welcome badges!"
She handed us the huge, bright yellow badge, with the words, My name is _ STOP ME and say HELLO. She scribbled in our names in the blank space.
...Well, at least it wiped Della's smirk right off her face.
Just to recap; My rich mother could no longer afford to keep my sister and I in private education, and we were forced to transfer to the shithole known as South Park High. It's our first day, and we don't know anyone, and the principal is escorting us through the halls, with our badges proudly proclaiming that we were the new kids, and yes, you have the right to make fun of us.
It's gonna be one long year.
I need a beta...I'm just utterly shit at tenses and everything else. Next chapter will be longer.
Can anyone guess where this story is based from? I'll draw your OC if you get it right~!
Quick intro to the author-Hey, hi, hello. Been around the SouthPark OC fandom since...08? Chugged out my first OC story, passed a couple of months, realized it was shit, took it down, went on a hiatus, lurked for a bit. But now, I'm back, chyeaah.
But that's not what you're here for, is it? Oh, and if you guys don't fill out this specific form, I'll know that you haven't read this pointless a/n and therefore is a lazy fuck, so unless you use this form, I won't accept your OC. Capeesh? Description and detail helps a lot, btw.
Constructive criticism is loved and appreciated.
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