Hey there! So I'm updating all of my stories before Monday, when I return to *DUN DUN DUN* School. *Cue Blood-curdling scream* Anyways, I hope you guys like!

Spot's POV

Only Mr. Garrison and I were in the room.

I thought that I would die of either boredom or torture because he was reading me paragraphs from his romance novels that were 'Best-Selling'.

"Mr. Garrison?" I asked, raising my head from my desk.

He put down the book and looked over in my direction.

"What is it, Spot?"

"Can we- ...you know, sit in silence?" I asked him.

"No, we're just getting to the best part! So anyway, Diana's nipples-"

I groaned in frustration and slammed my head back on the desk.

A few minutes later, I heard the best sound ever: The fire drill.

"Come on, Spot. I guess we'll finish where we left off another day." Mr. Garrison said, escorting me out of the classroom.

We walked outside of the door with about 290 kids behind us. I saw Kyle with Cartman and two other kids.

I decided to ditch Mr. Garrison and go say hi to Kyle. I tapped Kyle on the shoulder and he turned around.

"Oh, hey Spot. How's your first day?" He asked.

"Terrible. I got detention, so it sucks." I sighed.

"It wouldn't have sucked if you went out with Token..." Cartman said.

"I doubt that, Eric." I glared.

"AY! only my mem calls meh that! Everyone else, Cartman!" Cartman said, crossing his arms.

"Wendy called you Eric before. Why didn't you say anything then?" A boy in a dark blue hat and brown jacket said.

"Mmp, mmph, mmp mmp, mmph!" A boy in an orange parka said.

"Yeah! Just like she did last time!"

"What did he say?" I asked.

"He said that Wendy would've beaten his ass, so he kept quiet!" The boy in a dark blue hat and brown jacket said.

"AY! I'm not scared of Muff Cabbage!" Cartman said, unaware that Wendy was right behind him.

"MUFF CABBAGE?!" She yelled, getting ready to punch him.

The others and I stood back and watched.

"Oh, and by the way, my name's Stan. You seem pretty cool." Stan said.

"Gee, thanks."

"And that's Kenny. He talks with his parka over his mouth, but you'll get used to it." Kyle said.

"Hi." I greeted Kenny.

"Mmph, mmh, mmp, mmph." Kenny told me.

"No, Kenny! She's not doing that!" Kyle told his dirty-minded friend.

"What did he say?" I asked.

"Er, nothing!"

"Oh."

Wendy and Cartman had finished their fight- with Wendy beating Cartman's ass.

"Really, Cartman? You got your ass tore up by a girl?" I asked, face palming.

"For the second time." Stan said, chuckling.

"And I didn't even get to record it!" Kyle yelled, frowning.

Pretty soon, it reached the end of the day.

Since Kyle and the others were no where in sight, I decided to walk home by myself.

I was a little startled when Cartman ran up to me.

"SPOT! OH MY GOD, SPOT!" Cartman said, bouncing all around.

"What the hell?" I asked myself.

"GUESS WHAT! GUESS WHAT! GUESS WHAT!" Cartman said, grinning like an insane clown.

"What?" I asked calmly.

"GUESS!"

"You finally lost 1 pound?"

Cartman slightly glared at me.

"Ha-ha. NOW GUESS AGAIN!"

"Just tell me!"

"OK." He said, standing still now. "Token- is now single! Aren't you happy?!" Cartman asked me.

"Aren't you racist?" I scowled at him.

Cartman frowned at me.

"Look, this is more than just about race... OK, so that's what this entire thing is settled on, but you get the point. Token and you would make a GREAT couple!" He said, shaking my shoulders.

I took his hands off of my shoulders, sighing.

"Look Cartman, I don't like Token. Yes, he is very handsome. Yes, he is very attractive. But I just don't like-like him, K? Get that through your fat-ass head." I told him as calmly as I could.

Cartman just stared at me for a few seconds.

"OH, HELL NO! You did NOT just put me on blast like that! I WILL find a way for you and Token to date. Even if it takes me all of this WEEK!" Cartman said, storming away.

"Figures you would give up after a week. I'm assuming that's how your diet went down, too!" I yelled to him.

I ran home as fast as I could. I saw Butters in the yard next to mine, playing with dolls.

"But that could only mean!...oh no..." I groaned to myself.

"SPOT! HEY SPOT! WE'RE NEIGHBORS! ISN'T THIS GREAT?!" He yelled over to me.

"Super!" I said, giving him a fake smile, then running straight into the front door of my house.

"OW! I gotta remember to twist the knob!" I said, opening the door.

As soon as I came in, I saw Ray on the couch, watching sports.

"There's my little girl! How was your first day?" He asked.

"Suckish. Stupid. Aggravating." I said all at once.

"Did you make any new friends?" He asked hopefully.

"Yeah, I made a few; Stan, Kyle, and Kenny. I guess you could say Butters and Cartman." I said.

My dad shook his head.

"What?" I asked.

"It's just that those are all boys. Didn't you make any girl friends?" He asked me.

"No. All they wanna do is be stupid cheerleaders, and gossip over boys, and shit like that." I answered.

"Watch your mouth." My dad warned.

"Alright, damn!"

My dad started to laugh.

"Just like your mother with that foul mouth." He chuckled. " Now go wash up, dinner will be ready soon."

I went up the stairs to go in the shower. After a good 20 minutes, I got out to check my phone for new messages.

I saw that I had a message from Cartman and hesitated to open it.

Cartman: Hey Spot!

What the hell do you want?

Cartman: Token says he likes you! ;)

That's a lie -_- stop lying to me.

Cartman: No seriously, he likes you! I told him you liked him, and he said that he would date you! Aren't you HAPPY?!

Damn it, Cartman! You text Token right this minute and tell him that I don't like-like him!

Cartman: You do it. Byeee :)

CARTMAN!

Cartman: Byeeee...

I sighed in frustration. I was going to beat Cartman's ass tomorrow, for sure. Now I had to text Token and tell him the truth...

"Spot! Come get dinner! I made Chicken wraps!" My dad called from downstairs

...But texting would have to wait. Right now, I had a date with some chicken wraps.

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