Alright, preface time!
I do not own any rights. I am no where near a good writer. But hey, might as well give it a try, right? Please respond, I like to hear what people think, and it might even effect the storyline1 ;)
"Ike, I've told you over and over you little shit, you can't come to school with me!" an impatient Kyle practically screams.
"But iz boring at house!" Ike mumbles "whatever, KICK THE BABY!" replies Kyle. Ike has just enough time to yell back "DON'T KICK THE DAM BABY!" before being punted across the road. "I wish he would stop doing that". "Yeah, you'd think after three years of you kicking him across the road he'd stop already. Anyways, where the hell is Cartman?" A now nearly eleven year old Stan asks. "Who the hell gives a fuck that guy just pisses everyone off anyways. Probably getting another anal probe anyways" Comes out of the orange parka in between them. "Yeah, that is something that stupid fat ass would do. Best part is he and his fat ass deserve it!" snides Kyle. What they hadn't noticed was the thick child had slowly made his way beside them. He had heard everything; of course they didn't know that. He had hoped to keep it that way, but after that last comment he just couldn't hold it in anymore.
"You damn dirty Jew! I've fuckin' told you damn near a million times I'm not fat! I'm big boned! And I'll be fuckin damned if I got another anal probe last night Kenny so just fuckin fuck off!" Cartman reacted startling all three of the boys, turning silent even faster than he changed his mind from staying silent. The three boys knew Cartman was a pompous self-centered ass, but something was different. He never went silent like that, nor did he sneak up on them. They all tried to talk to him, Kenny even apologized. Kyle refused to though. Yet all they could get out of Cartman was vulgarity one after another and insisting that they left him alone.
(Later in school)
Since the mental breakdown of their new teacher, principle Victoria realized that Mr. Garrison, however pointless and lacking in worth his teaching was, he was also the only teacher who seemed to be able to handle the class for any real length of time, and had once again moved him up in grade with the class, Mr. Hat too. And thus it was Mr. Garrison who stopped his rant about how happy he was that Demi Lovato had escaped the Disney curse. "And that boys and girls is why the terrorists….. Ummm…. Cartman, why is your desk not in its proper place?" Mr. Garrison inquired. "I don't know what you mean Mr. Garrison" was the simple reply that he got. "Now you cut that out Cartman, your desk is pushed all the way to one side!" Mr. Garrison stated. "Yes Cartman, it's supposed to be right in between Kenny and Butters behind kyle and stan, not pushed up against one of them" quipped Mr. Hat.
"Oh, is that what you meant Mr. Garrison, I'm sorry, I assumed you put my desk like this since it was this way when I got into class before everyone else. I'll just move it back." Cartman humbly replied as he moved his desk back to where it was supposed to be. No one bought it, he was being far to sweat, and almost everyone could tell.
ok, so this turned into less of a chapter and more of a teaser, let me know what you think and I'll keep going!