Chap 2

It was time for school again as Butters ran up to the entrance of the South Park High School. The pain that shot up from his bottom, made it hard for poor butters to run.

Butters finally got to his locker, messing with the combination numbers, and getting out what books he needed.

Butters was probably the only kid who loved School. He was very smart and got mostly A's in his classes, well he had to, or he'd be grounded. The only other person who had the same grade average was Kyle Brosloski, another smart kid, who unlike Butters wouldn't really mind not attending school and just hanging with friends.

Butters got to his first class, Advanced Algebra. He sat in the empty seat next to Kyle. The rest of the kids he didn't really know very well.

Butters happily waited for the teacher to arrive. He looked to the right seeing Kyle with both hands holding up his face, bored. Butters cocked his head to the side watching Kyle. "What's the matter there Kyle?"

Kyle slowly halfed looked at butters with only the left hand supporting his head. "Oh, it's nothing, Butters...I'm just bored." Butters nodded slowly, then faced front as he heard the teacher come in.

The short man walked to the brown desk placing his books and such on it. He then grabbed the chalk and started to write his name down. After he was done, he turned around to the students smiling.

"Good morning student, my name is Mr. Wallup. I'll go over what we are going to do in this class...."

Butters store at the teacher......He knew that guy....

'Butters. I want you to meet my friend, Fredrick Wallup.' Butters shook Mr. Wallups hand. The short man smiled, then looked up to Steven, 'So, this is the little runt you told me about? Hmm...Nice...," while saying that, he started to touch Butters blond, soft hair enwinding it with his fingers. Butters winced as Mr. Wallup pulled it a little. Steven smiled darkly. 'So, you want to have him or not?'

Mr.
Wallup wasn't just a friend to Steven....but a customer as well...

Butters laid there tears burning in his eyes while being thrusted into.

His blurry eyes stayed on the ceiling, then to the shadow that stand at the door....watching.....

"Now...lest see...Andra Patterson"

"Here"

"Sandy Molen"

"Present"

"Kyle Brosloski"

"Here"

"Leopold Scot..."

The teacher looked up seeing the pale faced Butters...

He smiled.

"Leopold, are you here," He asked him.

Butters hesitated..."Yes....Mr. Wa-allup."

Mr. Wallup nodded before continuing.

Kyle looked over.

"Dude, are you okay," He whispered to Butters

He wanted to cry.

He felt sick that the person he was forced to have sex with...

Was his teacher...?

In all the places....

He thought School....the one place he loved....

Turned into a nightmare....