When it came time for school the next day she began to think of excuses not to get up out of bed. Sick, weak, sleep deprived? She thought it was funny that just after one day she didn't want to return, so much for changing. It wasn't even the school itself, it was that guy last night. He claimed to be there to help her but she didn't think that was actually likely. Just about everything was against her, she didn't believe in super hero's anyway. They belonged to stories and that was it. But, as she heard her mother bumping around in the hall she knew it wasn't likely to get away without not going. So she gets up and makes her way to her closet. She picks a simple white T, Jeans, and a large fluffy cardigan. Slipping everything on, she throws her long hair into a sloppy bun and heads to the bathroom, make up bag in hand. She lightly puts some one her face, trying to leave enough for anywhere else she would need her skin tone. She smears some on her arm, rubbing it in.
"Quinn are you ready?" Her mother asks, tapping lightly on the door. She pulls down her long sleeve down and opens the door.
"All ready, yeah." She follows her mother downstairs to the car as they hop in. As they begin the short drive to school she notices four guys standing by a bus stop. She knew it was the same guys from the group she saw they fist day in South Park. Yesterday she heard people rattle off a few of their name, but she only knew one for sure who was who. Cartman was the large chubby, he seemed to annoy everyone so she heard it often. She also heard him say what she thought was Kenny and Kyle but the way he said it came out more like Kahl and Kinny. She had no idea idea which was which or what the fourth boys name was. She peers at them as they pass by, feeling anxious at the two large boys. The only thing she knew for sure about this Mysterion person was that he was tall, extremely tall. So if she could help it she was going to steer clear of anyone tall just to limit contact with Mysterion.
She reaches school and hurries towards her first class, English. She sat in the very front and hasn't spoken once. Only saying a few needed words to the teacher. She hoped at some point she could speak, and make friends. But for now with this whole masked person she felt uneasy sitting with everyone, who was this person? What really were his intentions? She stiffens as one of the boys head into the room, the one with a lime green hat. One of the really tall guys she pointed out. Could it be him? She shakes the thoughts away as the bell rings and class begins.
The rest of the day goes by just like before. No talking, just with Quinn becoming more nervous by the second. But finally the end of the day comes and she takes a deep breathe and begins the walk home. What would this mysterious person want from her? Why did he just come through her window like it was normal, and totally not creepy. She didn't care to know really, because she didn't care to ever meet him again.
The rest of the week goes by in a nervous blur, with each passing day she stifles the nervousness a little bit longer and starts to feel like a living thing again, at least. There has been no sign of the mystery man and her brother so there was little reason to be upset anymore. So on next Monday she makes her mission to make herself a friend. At least one. She didn't want to go through her entire year like this, she did want to change. She could, right? She hoped.
Quinn walks into the cafe, walking to the long line for a food tray. As she waits she takes glances around at the filling tables. She was slowly running out of time for her mission, she had to at least make a move now. She watches as a group of girls take a table in the way back. A few tables with a range of people. Seemingly there were no cliche here in this school, she guessed small towns didn't have much difference. She grabs her food and hesitates about choosing a seat.
Sighing in defeat she chooses the seat she has been, alone in the corner. The table primary stayed empty, she couldn't take the huge step of just sitting with strangers. She'd have try again tomorrow, starting in class. She nibbles on her lunch per usual, the food was no better than it was around everyone.
"Uhm, c-could I sit with you? Agh! My boyfriend isn't h-here and I don't want to sit alon-e-e." someone stutters, she glances up. A boy in a green long sleeve button up was trembling in front of her. His blonde hair stuff up every which way, she noticed his shirt was buttoned in the wrong places.
"Sure" She mumbles as he takes the seat across from her. He twitches a bit as he watches her take a small bite of a limp fry. She quickly rules him out too short to mysertion, friend material in her book.
"Sorry, you just seemed as n-nervous as me. I-i didn't wa agh! want to sit alone. My name is Tweek" He offers a shaky smile. She musters up a laugh, of course thats what made her approachable. Either way Tweek seemed nice.
"No it's okay. I was getting tired of sitting by myself too.. I just didn't know who to sit with. My name is Quinn" She smiles weakly at him. It was an awkward start for sure but she may have finished her mission.
"Nice to m-meet you Quinn. Your n-ew here right?" He asks. She nods.
"How do you l-like it so far? Agh!" He shakes violently but remains still waiting for her to respond.
"It's alright. You're the first person I've met, but no one has bene mean so there is that" It was true no one was mean, she always heard rumors that kids hated the new ones, that they would try to get them to go back to the town they came from. But no one has really gave Quinn a second glance, maybe she was suppose to be in South park. Or they knew something she didn't.
"Oh well, if you want. When Craig is back t-tomorrow we can show you the rest of our friends. Agh! Their the group over there, I just hate sitting with them without Craig. I f-feel like t-their judging me!" He squawks, pointing to the group that seemed famous around here. She saw them pretty much everywhere. Tomorrow would be her chance to finally meet them, but she was still skeptical of the two giants as they laugh as Cartman throws food at some blonde boy.
"What's their names?" She asks suddenly, she didn't want to wait anymore.
"Stan, Kyle, Cartman, and Kenny" She points to each of them while rattling off their names. So it was Kenny and Kyle she would try to steer clear from, she watches as Kyle straightens his green hat and while kenny flips shaggy blonde hair.
"Their nice, I guess. Cartman isn't though." Tweek says. Suddenly the bell rings and her new friends flies almost 5 feet in the air.
"AGH! Oh the bell. W-well it was nice meeting you Quinn, come sit with me and Craig t-tomorrow okay?" He asks but scampers into the group before she could answer. She already knew she was going to sit with them tomorrow. For others it may not be that important, but to her her recovery from social suicide was dire, this was for sure her chance to do so. And she wasn't going to let that masked bigget stop her. He probably didn't even go to her school just saw her outside. She knew she was paranoid for nothing, but that didn't make it go away as easy as that.