A/N: Story based on an RP with... Okay, you get the picture. We only own our OC's, everyone else belongs to Seth MacFarlane...*sharp sigh* Sorry he just aggravates me these days. Read & Review before I put my fist through my monitor.
A young teen with limp long hair watched as her mother talked to the principal. Her glasses lay broken in her lap, a torn book by her side. The girl had been bullied for the last time and her mother was pulling her from the school. The girl waited for five minutes before her mother led her out. Her light grey eyes looked downcast. She got into the car and buckled herself in before she left her school.
An older teen shook herself out of her stupor. Her hair was a short-ish length and deep red with one side covering her eye. She stepped out of the car and walked into the school, the bottoms of her heeled boots just visible under her long trousers and a stomach showing long-sleeved top covered her hands.
Another girl, this one had dark brown hair and was not quite gorgeous but not average, looked at the girl and then turned to the girl beside her. "Look at the new girl..." she told her companion.
A popular blonde girl who was surrounded by nearly a lot of the pretty members of the student body looked with them.
There was another girl, she was popular in school, but for very wrong reasons. She was pestered by almost everyone in the school, even by the ones who were lower rank than her in the social food chain. She held her books close to her and blended into the background to see the new student with the others, but she couldn't see. She adjusted her glasses, but there were too many people blocking her view. "Let me see! Let me see!" she cried, trying to get in on this.
The first girl heard the cries and glanced icily at the crowd. "What are you all looking at?" she asked, her voice sounding cold. She wondered who the heck wanted to see her.
"Nice going, Miss Wears a Hat all The Time." the blonde girl glared at the brown-haired girl in a pink beanie, now that they were all exposed.
"It's all her fault!" one boy in a Letterman jacket pointed to the unfortunate girl in the crowd.
Everyone backed up to show the brown-haired girl who looked very misplaced and nervous.
The girl raised an eyebrow. She looked long and hard at the girl with glasses but merely gave a brief nod. She then looked at the others and sniffed. She surprised quite a few when she did nothing more than she did. "Hn..." she said, rolling her eyes at the group. Before continuing on. She needed to get the schedule for her class.
The second girl looked at Meg, blinking once. Meg looked around, then watched the girl leave. She then went with the others to get to class.
About ten minutes into the class, the girl came into the room handing a note to the teacher. She had a stoic look on her face, her black stained lips in a straight line. "I've been put in this class..." she told the teacher quietly, her voice sounding uncaring.
"Very well," the man took out a paper about a new student joining the class. He stood next to Jenny, putting his arm around here. "Everyone, this is our new transfer student, Jennifer. Welcome to our class, Jennifer, care to tell us anything about yourself?"
Meg sat quietly with her eyes forward. The girl from before looked at the only other seats in the room.
"My name is Jenny... I used to live here, left for three years and came back a few days ago." she said. Her voice was cool and she shrugged the arm off. "Do I have a seat, sir?" she asked him then.
"Just go sit there next to Meg or something." the teacher pointed to an empty desk beside Meg, sounding bored once he mentioned her.
Meg was still silent as the other students were too, meeting Jenny for the first time.
Jenny shrugged and sat next to Meg. She then started to doodle on the corner of her schedule. "Hn, stupid teacher..." she said under her breath. She absently chewed on some chewing gum.
Meg glanced at her, feeling familiar with her. She wasn't sure, but something about Jenny made her feel like she had seen the girl before.
"Megan, eyes forward!" the teacher scolded her specifically, though almost everyone else had been texting under their desks or not paying attention at all as he wrote random equations on the board.
The blonde girl in the back snickered that Meg was called out, as almost always in her every day life.
"Sir, almost everyone was texting... I suggest you reprimand them too..." Jenny stated, sounding uninterested. She hated when one was told off when others were doing worse things.
"Oh, please, everyone knows being a social outcast is far more important than educational values." the teacher told her, still writing.
Meg half way smiled, that someone stuck up for her. That almost never happens. Jenny lost instant interest in that teacher. She sat and chewed on her chewing gum during the rest of the lesson. She didn't know that Meg was actually her neighbour, as she had moved into the house next to their's. Meg took notes to the best of her abilities as the teacher was lecturing on the blackboard.
"That new girl is weird. She stood up for Meg." the blonde girl whispered to one of her guy friends.
"I bet Meg created her in a lab, after all that's the only way she could make friends." another girl added, making them all laugh in silence.
Jenny heard this and rolled her grey eyes. She started to plan what she would do to them. She no longer 'lay down' for bullies. As the bell had rung she walked up to that group. She made a show of sniffing the air. "Man, you guys reek of cheap hair and body products." she said, her voice tinted slightly in disgust before she walked away, pinching her nose.
The girl who was on talking terms with Meg started to giggle at that, it was funny.
The bullies of the class were shocked by Jenny's words and were stunned in silence.
Jenny picked up her books. She ignored how some laughed at how she had stunned the bullies. "Hn..." she stated simply.
"I just feel like I know that girl from somewhere," Meg pointed out as she was next to one of her 'friends'. "I like her." she smiled a bit.
The girl looked at Meg. "Go talk to her then." she said.
"I don't know, what if she makes fun of me too?" Meg asked, nervously.
"You'll never know unless you try..." the girl told her.
Jenny looked at her schedule. Her visible eye rolled slightly. "Advanced Calculus..." she said, under her breath. She ran a hand through her hair, but it fell gently and smoothly back in place.
Meg shrugged and put a tight grasp around her books. She then walked herself over to Jenny. "Uhh... hi!" she piped with the best friendly smile she could force herself to put on.
Jenny looked at the girl. "Hi..." she stated, simply. She didn't look any different, but her eyes were warmer than when she looked at the others.
"We haven't properly met, I'm Meg Griffin," the glasses wearing teen introduced herself. "You seem familiar to me, did we go to summer camp together or something? I just can't place where I've seen you before."
Jenny blinked slowly. "No, I used to live on your street..." she said. "And I was here about three or more years ago." she then informed the girl. She then glanced at the schedule. Her face still looked indifferent though. "What do you have next?" she asked the girl then.
"Oh, weren't you the one who read all the time?" Meg sounded more familiar now and smiled. "Advanced Calculus." she answered the question, sounding casual and not desperate to make a friend like she usually was whenever there was a new student in James Woods High.
Jenny stared at her a moment. "Hn." she stated in an affirmative manner. She then looked away. "May I walk with you?" she asked.
"Sure, it's easy to get lost on the way to that class ever since an incident in the old classroom." Meg explained, walking with Jenny.
A bunch of the students were appalled and couldn't believe that someone was willingly walking to class with Meg Griffin. Sensing the others she flipped them off. That was something she learned from before moving back to Quahog. She concentrated on memorizing her way. The other girl walked with them though a little ahead.
"So, where'd you come here from?" Meg asked as they walked together before the bell would ring and they would risk detention.
"South Park," Jenny told Meg. She didn't seem to care for if anyone would be disgusted if she was walking with Meg. She had never had any problems with the girl.
"Oh, Mom went to high school with a woman who lives there with her husband and son," Meg said, just making conversation and stopped at the door. "Well, here we are. Advanced Calculus."
They entered class and for the rest of classes they entered they ended up sitting next to each other.
Soon it was lunch. Jenny had a tray of food and was waiting for Meg, having decided to hang around with the girl.
Meg rushed to the cafeteria, breathing heavily. She was asked to stay after class to clap erasers. "Finally." she muttered, then went to look for a seat or to see if Jenny had found a spot yet. She took out her lunch bag, then suddenly the blonde girl cut her in line. "Hey, Connie, that's not fair!"
"Like I care what you think." Connie rolled her eyes, not budging. "What'd your mommy make you for lunch?" she snatched the bag to look inside it.
Jenny saw this and came over to them. "Anything wrong, Meg? Is this skunk bothering you?" she asked, taking the lunch bag back.
"It's okay, really, I'm sure there's nothing even in there." Meg said, quietly.
"You got a problem, new girl?" Connie glanced at Jenny.
"Yes... Your face," Jenny retorted calmly to Connie. She handed it to Meg. "And just ignore this cheap, tacky snob." she told Meg.
"Excuse me!?" Connie nearly growled at Jenny, wrinkling her nose.
Meg stepped back in silence. This was going to get ugly.
Jenny looked indifferent. "I said your face is the problem you cheap, tacky snob..." she stated coolly. She raised an eyebrow challenging Connie to do something.
A crowd started to form. Some wondered if Connie was going to get her comupence.
"You smell like cows, go back to the mountains where you belong, cow girl." Connie snorted, shoving her.
Jenny chuckled humorlessly. "At least I don't smell like barbecued skunk..." she said and then dumped her tray over Connie's head and walked off, bringing Meg away too.
The ones looking forward to that actually laughed at Connie. The prima donna of the school screamed and grunted once the tray landed on her.
"Gee, thanks Jenny, you didn't have to do that." Meg smiled a bit, following Jenny to a spot to sit at together.
Jenny shrugged. "Never could stand bullies," she told Meg. "And you remind me of a kid I used to babysit, only, of course, older." she then said. She had babysat a boy named Kenny a few times. "Can you pretend to be ill?" she then asked, quietly.
"Uhh... Why?" Meg asked, curiously.
"We'll go and get something good to eat..." Jenny told her, quietly.
"You mean, like ditch school? A lot of seniors that can drive can do that," Meg explained. "What if we get in trouble?" she saw that her lunch bag had a can of shaving cream, moist towelettes, and a baby bottle. "Oh, great, it must've been Dad's turn to make my lunch..." she looked back up at Jenny. "I guess you have a point."
Jenny shrugged. "I'll take the blame." she said. She then looked at Meg. "So, can you?" she asked.
Meg turned a bit to fill a cup with some water from the drink machine in the cafeteria and splashed herself with the ice-cold water to make herself look feverish with a slight cold. She then sneezed, though it seemed really convincing, she wasn't really sick just as they both planned.
Jenny put on a look of concern and put her arm around Meg. She led her to the nurse's office. "Nurse, she's not very well..." she said.
Though she didn't like Meg very much, she couldn't deny the kid looked sick. "You best take her home, I'll excuse you..." the nurse said with a sigh.
"Thank you." Meg coughed and sniffled a bit.
Jenny nodded. "Thank you, nurse..." she said, slowly escorting Meg out of the room and out of the school.
"I don't know about you, but I feel like a burger." Meg told Jenny as they were on their way out of the school. She felt a little cool that she was actually leaving and 'living on the edge' of ditching school just for a meal.
Jenny shrugged. "Did even worse in South Park," she informed her. "Sure, a burger sounds good." she added. She hailed them a taxi to take them into town.
"Where to?" the driver asked as the girls got comfortable and strapped on their seat belts.
"The best burgers in town." Meg told him.
The driver nodded and took them to a fry restaurant. Jenny looked out at Quahog as they drove to the place. She hadn't seen the town since she moved and not properly since she came back. She looked cold and aloof as she looked distantly out of the window.
Meg told her about some things before the cab would stop and they would have to get out. Jenny had missed some new things happening in the town, so it would be good for her to be brought up to speed. A lot of celebrity visits, the town nearly threatened by her family, just strange stuff. "I bet South Park seems sane compared to Quahog." Meg told Jenny after mentioning several attacks from celebrity visits, even that she and the family got to meet Jesus Christ himself.
"Not really...Riots, the elementary schoolers practically acting better than adults... Then there was Kenny... Poor little kid kept on getting killed." she said. When they got to where they were going she paid their fare and then looked at the food place.
Meg's eyes went very big from that. "He kept getting killed?" she went out with Jenny into the food place and they both looked around.
Jenny nodded. "Yeah, I protected him when I could." she said. She saw the man arguing with the food clerk and merely shrugged, it didn't look like bullying. She went with Meg to wait to get called for service.