South Park Sucks

Prologue: Casey's P.O.V

Today was supposedly the worst day of my life… for many reasons. I woke up late for school so I had to skip breakfast, I forgot to pack my lunch so I was fucking starving all day, I had a pop quiz and failed, we had to play kickball in gym today and I hate kickball, and I found out I'm moving. I had no idea how rough life could be.

Wait, I'm sorry, forgot to say my name and shit. I'm Casey Marsh, I live in California but I'm moving to some small town in Colorado called South Park… I never even heard of the damn place. I'm moving there because I learned that I have a twin brother who lives there. Shocking… right?

We were separated at birth because I was born with a disease and I could have easily given it to my brother (don't know his name yet). I figured out that I was moving last weekend and today was my last day here. So my aunt and I (yes, I live with my aunt) are going to move to South Park so I could be reunited with my twin again. At least my disease is gone… that's the only good shit happening in my life right now.

Currently, I'm helping pack some boxes in the moving van. I made a vow that the only boxes I will move is the bathroom ones and the stuff that has my belongings in it. My aunt, Lola, is moving her stuff and the kitchen stuff… and maybe some living room things.

"Lola, I'm done packing!" I yelled through the empty house.

"Ok, hold on I just got one more box left." I heard from somewhere in the kitchen. I pulled out my I-pod from my pocket and the headphones from the other so I could listen to music. I decided to listen to my favorite song of all time; Paradichlorobenzene. Lola said the drive will be 18 hours, so basically that's 18 hours of Paramore, Evanescence, Vocaloid, Gorillaz, and BECCA. Don't judge my music.

"Ok, time to go! You ready Cassandra?" Lola asked.

"Please, call me Casey; you know I hate that name." I said rather bluntly. She just sighed and pouted like a child.

"Fine, but that's no fun! You ready to go Casey." She said while stretching my name. I smiled and nodded. Sometimes my aunt acts so childish… eh make that all the time. "WE'RE OFF TO THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD!" Lola screamed. See what I mean?

(18 HOURS AND 32 REPLAYS ON AN I-POD LATER!)

Finally… FINALLY, we made it! We're just now entering South Park. I looked out the window to see a white blanket of snow everywhere, except the roofs. Speaking of roofs, all of the houses look the same; the only difference is the house color. What the fuck is wrong with these people? Don't they ever accidently step in the wrong house or something?

We pulled up to a green two story house and I could see a banner that said 'WELCOME HOME CASSANDRA!'Damn it, I hate that name.

I got out of the car while taking off my headphones and waited for Lola to come out.

"Casey, can you pleeease help me get out?" She asked while using those damned puppy dog eyes.

"Lola, you have two feet and a pulse why do you need my help?" I asked.

"Because I'm lazy, duh." She said it like it was obvious.

"I'm lazy too, and helping you causes me to do work, and I hate work, so no." I said and then walked towards the door.

"Noooo! DON'T LEAVE MEH!"Did I mention that my aunt is only 17? No? Well she is. I know pretty young for an aunt if you're only 14, but think about it this way; a 24 year old has a sister who is 17. Does that sound right? Good, because it's true. That 24 year old is my mother by the way.

I got to the door and knocked 3 times. I kinda felt weird because… it's basically my house… but eh, what am I supposed to do? Barge in like the police or like I fucking own the place? Didn't think so.

The door finally opened to reveal a tall man with short black hair and he was wearing a blue collared shirt. I stared at him for a few moments because it was kind unnerving to just stand there.

"MY DAUGHTER HAS RETURNED!" He screamed while he managed to attack me in a giant bear hug.

"WHAT THE HELL?" I screamed. Lola finally got her ass out of the car and came to save me.

"Hello Randy! Nice to see you, can we come in?" She asked politely. This so called Randy let go of me and finally decided to act normal.

"Of course Lola! Come on in!" He said while leading the way into the house. We both stepped in and looked around. Eh, just any old normal house…you know… a couch, T.V, people and all the other crap.

"EVERYONE CASSANDRA IS HERE!" Randy screamed.

"It's Casey." I corrected.

"Oh… EVERYONE MASEY IS HERE!" I face palmed.

"CASEY!"

"Oh, sorry." Randy said. A lady with short brown hair and a brown shirt came in view.

"I thought we named her Cassandra… not Masey." She said.

"It's Casey… not Masey. I changed it from Cassandra to Casey because I thought it was just too long." I said.

"Oh… Casey… I like it!" She said while grinning. "Come on Casey; let's meet your brother and sister." What the fuck? No one told me I had a sister… are we triplets or something?

"STAN, SHELLY COME DOWN HERE AND MEET YOUR SISTER!" The brown haired lady screamed.

"Umm… excuse me but I don't know your names yet." I said rather shyly and embarrassed.

"Oh sorry. My name is Sharon, I'm your mother and this is Randy, your father." They both smiled at me and I smiled back.

"I feel left out." Lola said while crossing her arms, pouting, and blowing a piece of hair out her face. I just giggled and hugged her. "YAY! HUGGLE GLOMP!" Sometimes I feel like I'm the older one.

I finally let go when I heard a pair of feet coming down the stairs. I turned around to see a boy, my age that looked like me and a girl with long brown hair and braces. What the hell? That's my sister? She looks nothing like me!

"Kids, this is your sister, Casey. Be nice to her or else…" Sharon… ok umm, mom said while trialing of and glaring… I think she's trying to make it look scary. Now time for the awkward silence.

"Or else what?" The boy said bluntly. He didn't really look scared.

"Or else no more video games for a week." Mom said.

"You already took away my games."

"Oh… we did?" Randy said. "Well… ok I got one; Or else you can't see Kyle for a week. You two hang out too much, people are going to think you two are gay." He said. The kid… who I now think is Stan… sighed and pinched his nose, something I do whenever I'm annoyed or aggravated.

"Anyways, Stan, please show Casey to her room." Mom said. Stan nodded and went up the stairs while I followed.

"So who was that Kyle dude that dad was talking about?" I asked one we were upstairs.

"He's my best friend since preschool, along with 2 other people but Kyle is still closer. You're going to meet them tomorrow at school." He said.

"Wait, I'm starting school tomorrow?" I asked. Stan nodded and opened a door that led to a room. I was never told that I would start school so soon… fuck.

I stepped in the room behind Stan and saw a decent sized room with a bed, rug, a window, and a dresser.

"Holy shit is that a water bed?" I asked while pointing to the bed.

"Yea, I'm actually quite jealous." Stan said while smiling. I smirked and jumped on the bed.

"Ha, sucks for you." I said. Stan just rolled his eyes playfully.

"Hurry up and get unpacked, I want to show you around town." He said and left. I looked around the room one more time and sighed. This town seems so boring.