Hey! This is my first ever South Park fic! Uh... it's named Tofu sucks cause my friend randomly gave me the name while we were IMing :D. So here is the fan fic! The person who is talking changes every chapter. So right now it is Bebe and later maybe Wendy or Kyle... Their are quite a lot of side pairings...some ho o while others Hetero... the main is KylexBebe, though.
I don't own South Park...Only Nat .
Chapter one
I brush my hand throughout my dirty blonde hair quickly, because I really don't have time to brush it. I sometimes wish I didn't live in South Park, where you don't get a car until you're thirty, sometimes not even then. Unless you whore around a bit, like let's say a certain Eric Cartman's mom. Afraid that I look like a mess I examine myself in the mirror, my round face is fairly blemish free and my make up looks good. Thank God for that.
I glide down the stairs, taking each step in ease, I grab a low fat protein bar as my mother starts to yell. "BEBE! Hurry your ass up!" The barbie doll I call my mother tells me. I just rush outside to see my two best friend stalling the bus driver. Well the one with the glossy dark hair is while the other one is making motions for me to hurry my ass up, so I do.
When we finally make our legs skip on the bus stairs and onto the damn thing the doors close tightly and we all take a seat, I sit with Wendy, the glossy black haired one, and my other friend, a girl with choppy brown hair, sits next to some younger guy, one I don't know well. They both glare venomously at me, and I sink in my seat, but alas I am surrounded.
The brunette dives in first. " Bebe! We are going to be late!' She scolds me but I look at her, one of my eye brows up. She hates school with a passion, so I can't help but wonder what is up.
Wendy is quick to follow, but no longer ranting at me. "But you hate school... Nat, you have complained every day for like the last three quarters who went on and on how you wish it would die...now you want to go?" She says it in her ranting to Cartman about saving the trees tone, which causes Nat, or better know as Natalie, to squirm a bit. I'm just happy the focus is no longer on me.
Nat blushes and sicks her tounge out. "This is not about me! This is about Bebe making us stall for her, daily! We still have one stop left!" she tells but then she calms down, as if in thought then declares. " I am no longer mad at you," and then she gets up, while the bus is moving, and sits in the empty seat behind us. Like nothing happened.
Wendy isn't too fast to forgive. " God! Bebe, we can't keep stalling!" Soon she calms down as we get to the last stop. So do I. I guys who get on are totally hilarious in that I swear they are being totally serious way. The bus come to an halt, the bus driving pauses to give all three of us a dirty glare, I don't think Wendy or Nat noticed. Not like they would care if they did.
"DAMMIT CARTMAN!" The first one yells as he sits where Nat was sitting, directly accross form me. His red hair it coming through a hat, as he rubs his temples, looking upset. His name is Kyle and he has about the nicest ass....ever.
Next comes on a thick set guy who is laughing. " A Jew becoming president?!?!? HAHAHAHA! Like that'll happen!" He keeps on laughing is fat ass off until he takes a seat next to Butters. I can't help but feel bad for the little blonde , but I say nothing for I really detest Cartman, I can see why Kyle does too.
Next up is Stan Marsh. He is a pretty reasonable guy. Soon he sighs and he takes the seat behind Kyle, next to Clyde. " Cartman.... you should probably shut up before Kyle gives you a nose bleed," he says in that monotone he uses when they fight. He looks over to where Wendy and I are , and waves in greeting.
Last is this blonde guy. He has messy blonde hair and wears a lot of orange, has since we were kids. He takes a seat next to Nat who looks like she could explode from being happy. " I think it could happen. Don't you think so, Natalie?" he says gruffly. I'll give Kenny this: His voice is sooo fine.
Natalie thinks for a moment then answers," Yeah. He might help out our economy!" She said, nodding her head. Wendy, of course, goes off on this tangent about trees. I don't think anyone listens.
Cartman scoffs. " Why are you agreeing with Kenny? He's too poor to pay you for your friendship. Shit, he's too poor to pay for anything at a Dollar store!" This of course gets a chuckle out of some but I can see Kenny glaring at Cartman, and so is Nat.
Kyle puts one of his hands to his forehead, pulling a Stan for a moment. "Can you be any more of a jerk?" Kyle says as he glares at Cartman this is batted with a: SHUT UP JEW! and soon the two are off. Fighting. This is when it gets entertaining. Just watching them fight can really do one good. It makes your life seem a little less sucky. I look over to Wendy, who is listening to her Zune. Not really into the fight anymore. Then again, she never finds them as entertaining as me.
Nat sighs before fishing out an ipod out of her bag, sick of it all. Soon everyone on the whole bus has their i-pods on...except for Kenny, Kyle, and myself.
Kyle smiles at me. " So we both know why Kenny doesn't have an i-pod...so what's you case?" he asks me, nicely. Only to get socked in the arm by Kenny, though not in anger. I shrug.
I contemplate my answer before I spill. It's a pretty good reason. My mom won't let me... I don't know why but she thinks they are for ugly girls and she won't have her daughter become an ugly girl. Thanks mom... thanks. Though I don't say that. What I say is," Uh... I just never thought I needed one." I try to sound cool. In that total Nat way. The way she acts like nothing is a big deal.
Kyle nods. " I see. My mom won't let me have one. She says how it's a waste of money and how I could get books..." he says blankly. I have met his mom, once or twice back in grade and middle school. And let me tell you this: she is like the biggest bitch....ever.
"Yeah... this is what his mom does," Kenny starts to imitate Kyle's mom. " Nuh! My little Jewish boy! He will not have a christian i-pod! Here study up on conjoined fetus freaks!" I can't help but giggle. My giggle is girly, but I mean for it to be. I'm the girliest of my friends, and proud of it. I hear Nat laughing too, but not at Kenny. At some crude humour thing she put on her i-pod. She loves that stuff.
Kyle laughs too. " Yeah....that's my mom!" he says it so off handedly, like he is totally OK about talking about her. Maybe cause his mom isn't a plastic freak like mine... Dad left us because of it... Now, she is beginning to be like the second biggest whore in South Park. Next to Cartman's mom, of course who has appeared on like nine crack whores magazines, no joke.
Soon we get to school. I nugge Wendy, she fell asleep. She yawns as we head on campus, it's a small school so I know like veryone in my grade even most of the kids below or above us. Nat grabs my back packa nd whines. "Bebeeeeee can I copy your Pre-Calc notes?" she asks, totally worn out.
I shake my head. " Do it in English, Nat," I tell her as her face drops. She picks herself back up complaining about forgetting to do it. I don't pay her much heed, since she always forgets her Homework, this is nothing new.
Wendy just sighs. She's an A student. I'm an AB student. Now, Nat darling is an ABC student. But we still love each other to death. Wendy will probably give Nat some speech, then threaten to kick her ass if she complains some more. She may not look like it but our sweet little Wendy can be a huge bitch...One that can kick ass too.
I've seen her kick some on many different occassion. Ussually Cartman when we were younger.
Now that brings back some good memories.
I ignore then for a moment to look at Kyle and his friends. You would never expect for them to even know each other. It's so odd. Like Kyle is like the smart, good one in front of adult to like ease over any trouble they might get into. Stan is the relatively normal one with the bad moth and cynical style. Cartman is the bastard. While Kenny is the bad ass.
Maybe they do work well.... in a weird way. I enter Wendy's and Nat's convo at the perfect time.
"So there is this shoe sale at that cute store in the mall!" Nat says as she squeals in joy. Nat may look like a Tomboy but she is the only girl who's love for shoes rivals mine. She is like the alternative one. but still a girl.
I look at her, smiling ear to ear. " The one Clyde's family owns?" I ask, wanting to know. Nat nods. Wendy is also smiling, she is also a shoe fan, though she prefers hats.
"So! Let's all be super nice to him today!" we all say at the same time then giggle. The boys walk by and scoff.
"What the fuck is up with girls and shoes, Man?" Cartman says as he walks by, clearly confused by it.
Stan shurgs. I don't think he really cares about what girls do. I mean he is pretty lax.
Kenny is the one who answers the question. "I think they like having sexy feet," he says in his dull could care less voice. Nat giggles a bit,and Wendy hits her upside the head. Well,at least now we know why she wanted to get to school.
Stan sighs. " But no one looks at feet. I mean no one seriously goes: Hot feet! It's so stupid!" Cartman nodds in agreement.
Yet, Kyle brushes his hand through his hair, well the small part of his hair that is actually peering through that hat of it. I guess he does that when he wants to speak. " I think that girl's where shoes because they think you need to match outfits," he says in a dull tone and all of us girls give him a monotone:
" Duh."
Though Nat is quick to explain. " Unless you're going for that colorful not matching look, but that is the only time when you should be unmatching. Like you don't wear a black skull jacket with a preppy golf shirt. It is just not done!" Nat says in a very matter of fact tone. Cartman has already lost interest and is leaving the group.
Stan looks at her like she's nuts. As do Kyle and Kenny. Nat doesn't go around displaying her girlie attitude. Something bout being insecure, well that's what me and Wendy think.
Kyle looks at his watch and sighs. " Well see you guys in first period," he says as he rushes off. Stan does the same waving a quick good bye to us all.
"Well,bye Kenny!" Nat says, in a light hearted tone as she waves after Kenny, who waves back. Wendy and I smile at her evilly as we look at her.
Nat shallows and blushes deeply.
Wendy and I pull Nat along, she probably wants to know what is up with Nat's sudden crush as badly as I do.
"So! What is with the sudden Kenny love?" Wendy asks, nudging on Nat's shoulder, who brushes her off.
" There is none," Nat says as she blows us both off headed to her locker. Me and Wendy exchange glances then I sigh.
"Poor girl! Did you see how red she was!" we giggle as we both go to our own lockers.
Soon I get into first period. We go to such a small school that I now like everyone in my class, and this is the one class that I have with everyone I talked to this morning. Wendy is in a few higher level classes and the only person I know in my Latin class in Kyle. Though, our English teacher doesn't look pissed. I wonder what is up?
"So class! I have a new seating chart!" I groan with the rest of the class. The only one who looks happy is Nat, who has been stuck next to to that one smelly kid since second qauter. I think some of the guys call him DogPoo. I look over to Wendy who is sitting by me.
"OK! Let's just Hope one of us doesn't have to sit by him," Wendy motions to DogPoo and Nat and I nod in agreement. I have to admit I really did not want to sit near him, and I was so glad it was Nat not me.
The teacher starst calling out names. A first I don't hear any of my friend's names. But of course soon enough I hear mine.
"BEBE! Next to Kyle!" I look over to my new desk, the second row, third pair of seats down. At least I don't have to sit next to Cartman. That would suck. I pick up my things and sit next to him, he smiles and waves as I do.
"Hey! Well at least I don't have to sit next to Cartman!" He says in a light hearted tone, I laugh because I was thinking the same exact thing. I look over to Nat and Wendy, both of which are getting sick of waiting.
"Natalie Voss and Kenny McCormick you sit here!" I can see Nat's face bloom as she takes her seat behind me, blushing when she realizes she sure made it to the seat fast. She waves at Kenny who smiles at her as he takes her seat.
"Hey, Natalie. I was afraid I was going to have to sit next to someone lame," he says in that gruff voice of his. Then he and Kyle start talking Nat takes the chance to whisper to me," Did you see that! I'm not lame!" I reply with a: I thought you didn't like him look.
Finally I hear Wendy's name, she is like across form me, so that's good.
"...and Eric Cartman. Stan Marsh you sit behind them you too Rebeca!"
oh fuck... I feel so bad for Wendy...
"Better her then me," I say, as does Kyle, Kenny, and Nat.
I look over to Wendy, who is glaring daggers at me, but at least she has Stan behind her. Who is totally giving her the most understanding look ever.
"... Well think about it like this Wendy! I'm also between Cartman and Kyle... so we will both hear plenty jew fights! We'll get used to it!" I try to cheer my friend up, and she smiles in thanks. I'm elbowed by Kyle who has this: Am I really that annoying look. I shurg and stick out my tounge. Teasing him fun. I overhear Nat trying to tell Wendy it will all be OK. We are getting shoes.
So today is turning out to be OK.
Author's notes:
So how was that for my first South Park fan fic? Critique is welcome and reviews will be loved! Uh... I rather not ahve any flames... If you don't like it just don't read, kay?