All characters and events in this fanfiction-even those based on canon-are entirely fictional. All characters are impersonated... Poorly. The following fanfiction contains coarse language and due to it's content should not be read by anyone.

Chapter One: The Wheels on the Bus

Saturday, May 18th, 3:15 AM

The shadow of the bus sailed across the side of the road onto the sand and the scattered around plants here and there as the bus sped on the highway going about 70 miles per hour. The sun peeked over the mountains, creating this shadow and the shadows of the windmills as well. Now and then they would come across some buildings, motels and restaurants. It was three in the morning and already the children of 's fourth grade class from South Park Elementary were wide awake, laughter in the air. A young man sits in his seat next to his friends, all stuffed in three seats on the right side of the bus. He sits there, deep in thought.

Stanley Marsh (Male Student No. 8) had woken to the sound of laughing and chatting of the other children, incredibly tired from the ride that still continued. He slowly blinked, his eyes half open, looking out the window onto the highway. The vibrant lights from the cars passed by the bus quickly. The students on the bus did not know how long they'd been there or if they had arrived at their destination, Los Angeles, yet or not. They did know they had left on Friday at ten in the morning, but none of them had really kept track of the time.

Stan looked over to his three friends to his left as he had been shoved to the window by them. Kyle Broflovski (Male Student No. 4) sat next to him on the first and second seat from the window, looking very irritated, though since Stan was just awakening he didn't notice why. Kenneth McCormick (Male Student No. 9) sat next to Kyle on the second and third seat from the window, folding a piece of paper into origami. Sitting next to Kenny, taking up half of the third seat and all of the fourth seat was Eric Cartman (Male Student No. 6), peacefully sleeping with drool coming down from his mouth. They had folded back the armrests so they could take this formation in which they slept in.

Stan took a long look around at the familiar faces, finally waking up. He realized then how ecstatic everyone was. About two rows in front of them he could see Craig Tucker (Male Student No. 17) sitting with his friends as they took up two rows. Clyde Donovan (Male Student No. 7) and Tweek Tweak (Male Student No. 18) sat next to him while Token Black (Male Student No. 3) sat next to Clyde, taking the same formation the boys had taken as if mimicking them. Standing on the seats in front of those four, facing them was Rebecca Bertha (Female Student No. 2), Jimmy Valmer (Male Student No. 20) and Token's girlfriend, Nichole Brown (Female Student No. 4), all of them laughing joyfully. Perhaps Craig and his what seemed to be close friends were telling them jokes. Stan did not care much, he was never very fond of Craig.

He then heard the sound of hands clapping together almost silently in the seat in front of him. He immediately assumed this was Rebecca Cotswold (Female Student No. 5). Stan listening more carefully now could hear her kicking at her seat. He remembered when Kyle had dated her in hope of finding love, but he tried not to think about how that incident had turned out. Another terrible outcome back in third grade.

Two seats away from her in the same row was Jenny Simon (Female Student No. 15). Many rumors had spread about her attempting to commit suicide for the reason that she had crapped her pants during class (which Kyle had mentioned was most likely Cartman's doing). Since then she had been always seeming tense and closed-mouthed. Before then she was always one of those insulting popular girls, but Stan still pitied the poor girl. However, every once in awhile Stan would see her acting strange, but he often assumed this was just her anxiety showing.

Across from that row onto the left side of the bus sitting alone together by the window was Tammy Nelson (Female Student No. 11) and Emily April (Female Student No. 1). Sadly, Emily was much like Jenny. She had been accused by many students that her mother was in rehab and apparently before that she had been trying to hide the fact. Tammy, Emily, Jenny and Rebecca were all the same. Girls that kept quiet and would often keep away from the other girls due to rumors they would spread about them, thus why they were sitting separated from others in the front area of the bus. Except for Rebecca, she was barely noticed, mostly because she didn't attend their school. In fact, Stan was confused why she was even here on this field trip. It didn't matter much to him though, he didn't know much about these girls in the first place.

He frowned at his foot as he recalled the kids sitting in the very back seats of the bus all sticking together, outcasts they were. There was the two goth kids, Henrietta Biggle (Female Student No. 3) and Dylan Anderson (Male Student No. 1). Stan remembered the few days he spent with them and though those days were over he still found himself friends with them in a way. He also recalled Gregory Smith (Male Student No. 3) and Christophe Mole (Male Student No. 10) and sitting together in the back on the right side of the bus and on the opposite side was Phillip Pirrup (Male Student No. 12) and Damien Thorn (Male Student No. 16). He remembered DogPoo Petuski (Male Student No. 11) somewhere in there as well. He didn't care much about these other children either. He remembered being working with Ze Mole once and he was friends with Damien before he left, but as soon as he arrived once again he had been acting even more abnormal than when he first met him. Hell, they were all insanely strange children, he should know.

Suddenly Stan heard something strange the girls in the back were saying. Molly Marshall (Female Student No. 9), Lola Thomas (Female Student No. 19), Annie Faulk (Female Student No. 6), Kelly Rutherford-Menskin (Female Student No. 13), Kelly Pinkerton-Tinfurter (Female Student No. 12) and Bebe Stevens (Female Student No. 16) were once again gossiping, very loudly this time.

"You can say that as much as you want, Bebe, but I still think Stan's cuter than Kyle"

"Yeah, but Stan's just a jock, Kyle's like a cute nerd with red hair."

"And he has a nice ass."

"Plus, Stan's in a long term relationship with Wendy and I don't think he'll end that for any of these other girls."

"He's still cute!"

"Not as cute as Kyle."

Oh god... Stan rolled eyes, landing them on Kyle. He was looking even more annoyed than before, but this time Stan understood why. He tried to ignore them but like Kyle he couldn't help himself. "None of you guys can date Kyle though," Bebe said to the two Kellys with a smile. Now what?

"Why not?"

"Because Kyle's dating Cartman."

What? Aw, no, not this again. Stan looked over at Kyle to see, as he had expected, his best friend enraged.

"What? He is?"

"I thought he was dating Stan."

"No, he's not."

"Yeah, because Kyle broke up with Cartman and now he's dating Stan."

"What? Stan's dating Kyle?"

Some boys in the back snorted. Seriously, where do they come up with this shit?

"No! Because Kyle got back together with Cartman."

"Oh, that makes sense."

"I still think Kyle and Stan are dating."

A quiet whispering voice spoke up, "You're both wrong." It was the goth kid with the red highlights. Stan was glad he was speaking up for him, at least one person has respect on this goddamn bus.

"Kyle's dating Kenny. God, it's so obvious."

What? After this quick thought of confusion came up in his head Stan realized the goth was being sarcastic. Nonetheless the girls gasped in surprise, then one of them asked in worry, "Then who's Stan and Cartman dating?"

"They're dating," as the goth took a pause Stan imagined him taking another drag, "Each other..." The girls gasped even louder than the first time as if this was a shocking development, then they started giggling even louder and more obnoxious. He could hear the goth mutter, "Conformists," and Henrietta silently laughed, which was rare of her.

Kyle finally flipped out saying, "Can you believe this!? How stupid are they!? Dude, what is wrong with girls? Seriously..." Stan's friend went on saying more but he didn't pay much attention babbling. He looked over to see if Cartman and Kenny were offended by any of this gossip and rumors at all, but of course Kenny was making more origami animals and Cartman was still in his deep sleep. He snored loudly as saliva ran down his chin, leaning on the armrest at the end of the row facing Stan. Once Kenny was done folding a small origami dog he carefully placed it on top of Cartman's head for it not to fall.

He switched his view from Cartman to a girl now standing at the end of their row facing them. Kyle restrained his complaining. It was Jenny Simon, looking as worn out and worried as ever with her messy bangs. She nervously looked back and forth from the ground to the four boys in front of her.

"Is it true? That Stan's dating Cartman?"

Kyle rolled his eyes, his face saying, "You're kidding, right?" Stan opened his mouth but before he could speak a word Kenny mumbled, "Nuh-uh, those are just rumors," he immediately focused his attention back to folding the small paper in his hands.

"Who's that for?"

Hearing this from Kyle, he suddenly noticed the small light red box she held slightly trembling in her hands. He focused back on her face to see her response. In his mind, Stan hoped it wouldn't be for him, he didn't want anymore admirers or his girlfriend to rise her suspicions again. Jenny looked nervously from him to Cartman and back to him again. She gazed at Cartman for a short moment.

"Can you wake him up?"

Kyle raised his eyebrow, then looked back and forth from Stan to Jenny and back as if not believing what she was asking him was actually being asked. At last, Kyle snatched one of Kenny's origami animals, a bird, and threw it at Cartman's face. "Hey! Wake up, fatass!"

Cartman tossed over towards them, still slightly sleeping, the origami dog falling from his hat and relaxing his head on Kenny's shoulder muttering, "Fuck you Kahl..." His snoring and drooling again continued. Kenny glanced at Kyle. He threw another origami animal at him shouting, "Wake the fuck up, Cartman!"

Finally he forced his eyes open and slowly blinked a few times trying to clear his vision from the long nap. He gradually looked over to see what his friends were staring at the end of the row. He looked at Jenny Simon for some time before asking, "Da fuck do you want?"

"Um..."

She nervously glanced back and forth from the small package to Cartman until she finally thrusted it into his hands. Cartman, more conscious now, turned to his friends switching his view from the box to Jenny annoyed. Finally he asked rudely, "Da fuck is this?"

"Just open it," she clenched her fist and shut her eyes as she began to walk away, "It's for you." Stan gazed at his baffled friend as he looked at the package that was left behind by the awkward girl that disappeared moments ago. Irritated, he tore the top off and started to rummage through it. From it Cartman found and lifted in his hand a chocolate cupcake with white frosting and colorful sprinkles. Kyle and Stan, both shocked, looked at eachother, then at Cartman. Stan and Kyle had admires, fangirls almost, and Stan was sure Kenny did as well, but Cartman? The thought alone was insane. Especially Jenny Simon, not after what he had done to her.

Cartman began to closely examine the cupcake. He checked every inch and even smelt it. Kyle, bewildered by this action, only asked, "Cartman, what the hell are you doing?" Their obese friend paused as if ignoring him, but then answered, "Checking for laxidents." Stan couldn't blame him, it was awfully suspicious and even Cartman knew it. At last, when he was satisfied he took a small bite from the cupcake, tasted it and then continued taking larger bites.

"You better not get diarrhea again, fatass." He only ignored his insult and instead kept on eating until the pastry was no more. Kenny paid no attention to any of them and neither did Stan. Instead, Stan fixed his eyes onto the one he held dearest. Stan sung sweetly in his head. There's the girl that I like. Wendy Testaburger (Female Student No. 18) sat on the window seat from the row across from them looking a bit anxious, but Stan only focused on her grace. He rested his arm near the window and he watched her do the same. It had been about a year since they started dating and though they had been through some hardships, Stan still loved her, more than ever now.

Bebe suddenly appeared leaning over Wendy's seat from the row behind to whisper something in her ear. Bebe disappeared and Stan mimicked his girlfriend's look of worry. What could possibly be stressing her? She got up, passed the other seats and made her way to the two rows behind him. Stan wasn't going to let this be without an explanation. He lifted himself from his seat and pushed through the other seats and his friends hanging feet to follow her. As he entered the walk way he glanced around for a short time and then made his way to where she was sitting. He turned his head to the left to find her in the first seat. He smiled to her, but she did not return the gesture. His kind smile faded and he entered the row, pushed passed her as well and sat down in the middle seat. He smiled kindly once again, but once again she did not respond. Stan's worried look returned.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing..."

"Are you sure?"

"It's just..."

"Just what?"

She took a breath, "The other kids in this class. Their behavior, it's ridiculous really. I'll never understand it." She spoke of their immaturity and though he was barely mature himself, Stan understood.

"Hey, don't let them bring you down. We're only kids, right?"

"Yeah..." At last, she returned the kind smile Stan had given her only moments ago. It looked as though she was about to say something, but she simply said, "Thanks Stan."

Stan smiled, but suddenly he felt a bump come from underneath his chair. He looked down and his eyes widened as Wendy repeated the action.

"Lies. All zey ever tell is lies."

Christophe, commonly going by the title, "Ze Mole" appeared with his head poking out from under Stan's seat. Stan and Wendy blinked and glanced at each other and back at Ze Mole. As if speaking for him, Wendy blurted out, "What are you doing?"

Ze Mole completely ignored her question, "All zey ever do is gossip and bitch about zeir own damn problems like pussies! Zey're too caught up in zis damn rat-race of life! Zey won't be bitching about it when when zey play. Zey'll be crying about how great zey had it zen. Just see, zey'll lose. Zey won't last a day. Not a damn day! So what's ze point in giving us seven?"

He flipped over onto his stomach and started army crawling under seats in front of them and further onto Stan's friends muttering, "Lies, we all live in a stupeed world of lies, but no more. Soon..." Stan and Wendy stared at each other with bewildered looks. Before Stan could ask, "What the fuck?" The sound of Ze Mole's terrified screaming could be heard over the sound of the other children's speaking and laughing, all over the bus. Some jumped up, some turned their head, all looked over to figure out the reason of the screaming, it startled everyone. Ze Mole could be heard under the seats, army crawling much more quickly now as if running for his life, screaming, "Ze angel! Ze angel of deadz!"

Cartman, Kenny and Kyle jumped up in their seats and turned around to witness themselves what was happening. Stan and Wendy repeated this action as Ze Mole appeared to have jumped up in the seat behind them. "Unholy angel of deadz! He'll keell us all!," he yelled as he pointed at Stan, but Stan realized he wasn't pointing at him. He turned around to see he was accusing Kenny.

All eyes laid on him, suspicion filled all over. Kenny glanced around at the wondering eyes as if they were all accusing him of some kind of guilty act he had committed. Before he could defend himself though, another voice raised above all others, a high-pitched voice that usually yelled and no one ever understood.

"LIES!" All eyes then laid on Damien Thorn, all more confused and dazed then when they had stared at Kenny. "Do not accept the lies of this revolting deluder! He tells NOTHING but lies! Disgusting LIES! So disgusting not a living soul shall listen! Do not believe that immortal spond that comes from beyond either!" All eyes back at Kenny as he looked pure and innocent as ever. As Damien shouted more nonsense all eyes darted back to him. "He is not an angel from above! Nor is he death! He is the being not of the type any of us have seen!"

Ze Mole interrupted, now appearing in the back row as if he had teleported, "You are ze liar! Or perhaps simply ze one zat decides not to speak a word of ze trudz!"

"Cut out his tongue, for he speaks only evil!" Damien turned to the whole class as their eyes darted back and forth, all scared and confused of who to believe. "He is the one choosing to not tell you the reality of your true bearings you will soon face! Death! All of you!" He pointed at Wendy and Stan as they raised their eyebrows in surprise, "DEATH!"

Christophe sat down and lit a cigarette with the goth kids on the floor, knowing there was nothing that could be done now, he had caused enough trouble. Gregory gave him an undesirable look and Henrietta muttered, "Conformists..." Dylan quietly agreed with her, as Dogpoo laid on the ground looking up at the ceiling. "You will all burn! Burn in the flames of Hell! My Hell!" He pointed at the goth kids, then at Leopold Stotch (Male Student No. 15) or Butters, yelling the word at all of them, "BURN!"

Damien continued this insane shouting of words. He pointed at Lizzy Mona (Female Student No. 10) in her pink hood standing with her friends, Milly Jessie (Female Student No. 7) and Kal Lily (Female Student No. 8), shouting, "You will all be killed! KILLED!" He then pointed his finger at Bebe, then Cartman yelling, "MADNESS!" Then at Kenny, "BETRAYAL!" And finally at Kyle, "Murderers..." Kyle and Kenny gazed at each other for the longest time while Cartman only glared at his accuser as Cartman hated being accused for anything, whether he had committed it or not.

"Damien, please, with all decency, sit down and drink your apple juice," Pip insisted and as he said, Damien sat down and started slurping up juice from a juice box Pip had given him like a small child.

Everyone looked around frantically, fear and distrust in the air from the bizarre event that had just took place. Stan gazed at Wendy, seeing her look of concern. A voice was once again heard, this time it was Gregory. The children once again turned and gave their full attention. "Do not be concerned my fellow classmates. Do not stress and do not anguish. Tomorrow will be full day, and we shall be even more busy this very night. But for now I ask of you, do not stress and do not anguish. Now, in this very moment, we are children."

It was true. They were only kids. They were only young.

The students calmed, sat down, relaxed and the joyful chatting started up not too long after. They played and told jokes, smiled. Stan could hear Butters playful giggling all around. He and Wendy laughed together and reminisced on memories of third grade. Soon he found himself with friends all around him. Kyle and Cartman fought and teased each other as Kenny laughed at them. Stan smiled. It really did feel like they'd be friends forever. However, the children's eyes began close and they're cheerful smiles ceased to be seen by others and as they started to dream about home, family, friends and the cool breeze of summer, the wheels on the bus, silently, slowed down.

4:28 AM

It had been at least an hour since the class had calmed down, but this was a bit too strange for Stan. He looked around, finally noticing it. Many of the students had fallen asleep, and bizarrely quickly. It didn't add up. They had been just chatting happily five minutes ago, so why now all of sudden had they decided to sleep? Why aren't they singing? Why aren't they laughing? What happened? He looked over to find Kyle missing, Cartman unconscious and Kenny forcing himself awake, but failing. He knew none of this could be good.

He got up to look in the row behind him, he found Wendy, already out cold. Stan soon found himself feeling drowsy himself and was terribly frightened by it. Everything was fading. He turned to face the front of the bus, squinting trying to force himself awake, to see the bus driver wearing a gas mask. What the hell... He fell onto Kenny and Cartman's unconscious bodies. He struggled to lift his head.

"Stan..."

Stan tilted his head up forward. Kyle was there, lying on the floor in the walkway and making even more of an effort than him to stay awake. His eye twitched as he forced it to stay open and his voice was feeble.

"Kyle..."

Their bodies went limp as they could no longer hold themselves up. They collapsed, finally giving in, and as Stan's eyes slowly closed, he saw the face of his best friend, faintly smile at him.

42 Students Remaining

Sorry for the delay and the lame beginning. Don't worry, it get's better than this and I got it all planned out, yeah, yeah, yeah. I live in alaska and it's two in the morning here on a sunday, so really I'm only two hours later than what I promised. Yeah I should go to sleep now. Don't be discouraged by any of the shipping, grammar/spelling mistakes (please tell me about those, I didn't have time to edit this night. Probably going to edit this later), bad word choice, out of character or just plain blandness of it yet. It gets better by the third chapter, so please, PLEASE be patient. It took me three weeks to plan out this whole story. The next chapter is called Today's Lesson. I'll start on it tomorrow. I think I'll go to bed now. Thank you and goodnight.

(5/13/13 Alright, it's edited and revised now. I am now satisfied with this chapter. Sorry about the earlier draft, I was really when I wrote it and I just wanted to get it published. I'd really like to skip to the third chapter since the next one is so short and the third is more interesting. Anyways, the second chapter should be here by Sunday, May 19th at the latest. Perhaps the third chapter, but I can't be sure. Thank you for your patience)