I DO NOT OWN SOUTH PARK OR CIARA. SO DONT SUE ME.

School sucks ass. Then again,when doesn't school suck ass? For one thing, we had school work on the first fucking day. You would think since we had something called a summer vacation, teachers would go easy on us.

But NO. A certain english teacher decided to have us type a persuasive essay on whether "Gay Marriage Should Be Legal, or Illegal", three pages using quotes from any type of articles, or even people, a bibliography page, and we have to provide a power point. All due in three days. PLUS, I have a sheet of Calculus pages to do, and map work for U.S. History. Teachers weren't kidding when they said "Junior year is the most important year!"

The downside of the first half of my day? ERIC FUCKING CARTMAN IS THERE.

I can't get a break can I? For three straight hours, I had to endure Cartman's whispers of "skank" "whore" and multiple spitballs shot at the back of my head. It took every ounce of self control for me not to leap over my table and start kicking the shit out of him.

The upside(s)? One, I made a new friend! And two, I have 1st lunch!

It happened in my 2nd period calculus class. I was pulling out a notebook which had a design of Gir surrounded by tacos. The caption read, "IT'S TACO TIME."

I heard a voice next to me say, "Hey! You like Invader Zim too?" I looked to see a boy staring at me with hope in his puppy like eyes. He was kind of cute with short, messy brown hair, big, sensitive puppy brown eyes, and a round baby face. He was kind of chubby, not disgustingly fat like Cartman, but had light muscles in his arms. He wore a red and white Varsity jacket, blue jeans,and matching red and white Nikes.

"Hell yeah!" I told him. "Invader Zim is my favorite cartoon ever!" I saw happiness in his eyes, as if he just won the lottery. He opened his mouth to say something else when the Calulus teacher cut him off.

"Donovan! Anderson! Shut up, or you'll both have detention!" She barked. This statement caused a few laughter to echo across the classroom. One evil glare from the teacher instantly shut them up.

"Alright you old bitch." I muttered under my breath. I guess the boy next to me heard because he was trying to suppress a giggle.

I spent the next two minutes pretending to pay attention when I noticed a folded sheet of notebook paper on my bag. I looked over to see the boy wearing the smallest of grins.

I carefully opened the note, not wanting to draw anymore attention from the bitchy teacher.

hey sorry i got u in trouble D:

I picked up my pen, smiling softly to myself and I began to write.

dude its okay. i get in enough trouble of my own :P

I quickly passed the note back. The boy looked afraid, as if I written him a death threat.

"It's okay, open it!" I mouthed to encourage him. I watched as he cautiously opened it, smiled, and began to write. I had my response in less than a minute.

XD my names clyde donovan btw. whats urs? are u new here? i never seen u around..

emilie anderson (: u can call me emi or em! and yeah i just moved here!

There goes the note.

A couple of seconds pass.

Here it comes.

sweet! from where? :D

Seattle :)

n-no way! isnt there like a Taco Time or a Taco Del Mar everywhere?

At this point in our note passing I paused to laugh. I wrote downy reply.

yep! taco time has the BEST tacos ever :D u like tacos too?

LIKE tacos? I LOVE tacos! TACOS IS LOVE.

I felt a little pang inside my heart. It reminded me of the way Andrew would obsess over pie. Such an innocent statement brought back memories of my bestfriends and I laughing, smoking, coming to school together, parties, everything.

I really missed Seattle.

I guess I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't hear Clyde poking me while saying my name.

"Em? Emi?" He poked me in the side.

"Huh Wha-?" I blinked. Students were slowly filing out of the room, a calculus worksheet was placed on my table.

"The bell rang, you okay? You sort of spaced out there." Clyde explained. I began to pack away

my things and stood up.

"Yeah I'm fine! Do you have lunch now?" I asked him. Clyde nodded happily.

"Yeah! I'll take you there!" Clyde waited patiently until I had my bag adjusted on my shoulder, and pulled me out of the class.

Seriously, whats up with people pulling me everywhere today?

Now here I am in the was a snack bar, a hot lunch line, and a line for "South Park Specials."

"Emilie! Clyde! Over here!" I heard a voice yell. I saw Kyle waving to us from a long table near the back of the cafeteria.

"C'mon!I'll introduce you to the rest of the group. Clyde tugged on my hand. We ran to the back of the cafeteria where Kenny, Stan, Kyle, Ciara, and, of course, Cartman sat. They were surrounded by a bunch of faces I didn't know.

"Seriously Clyde? Thats weak, really weak.'' Cartman whined looking at me.

"W-what?" Clyde asked his baby face twisting into confusion.

"Why the hell would you bring that dirty bitch to our table? I eat here man!" Cartman complained.

"Shut up Cartman.." I growled.

"I mean look at her! She looks like one of those emo fags you see in Hot Topic." he went on mercilessly.

"Shut up!" I was getting more agitated by the second. How the hell could these people stand him?

"Cartman, shut the fuck up. Leave her alone before she kicks the shit out of you." Someone finally spoke up. He had a blue chullo hat with a yellow poof on top. He had black hair, like Stans, blue eyes, and he seemed mysterious. When I caught his eye, he flipped me a nice graceful bird.

"Hey!" I said kind of offended. Since when do you defend someone, then flip them off?

"D-D-Don't worry, he does that to everyone!" An optimistic voice said. "I'm Butters Stotch!" he pointed to himself.

Butters. Of all the names his parents could have give him, they name him Butters.

"And who the hell are you?" The bird flipper asked.

Clyde, who seemed really eager to introduce me, seized his opportunity and began introductions.

"This is Emilie guys! She moved from Seattle. Emilie this is Craig, Token, Tweek, Kevin, Jason, Leopold/Butters (now THAT makes more sense) Kyle, Stan, Kenny, Ciara and Fatass I mean Cartman."

"EY! I'm not fat, I'm just buff!" Cartman spluttered.

"Yeah, you're so buff you take up two whole chairs by yourself." Kyle retorted not looking up from his homework. Next to him, Kenny started laughing.

"Mmph mmm mmphm mmm!" Kenny mmphed. (Yeah dude you have bigger titties than Emilie and Ciara combied)

This statement caused the whole table, except for me,to erupt in laughter and for Ciara to playfully slap Kenny's arm. Cartman huffed angry and crossed his arms.

"Whats so funny?" I asked. Clyde shook his head, wiping a tear from his eye.

"We had years of Kenny Speak,you're gonna have to learn!" he patted me on the back. "Wait here!" he dashed to the hot lunch line.

I sat down on an empty chair next to Craig. Kyle was doing his homework, Stan was listening to music, Butters was talking to Kevin, Jason and Tweek about something, and Craig was eating his lunch.

"Hey Emi." Ciara suddenly called out.

"Yeah?" She motioned for me to lean in.

"Any cute guys so far?" she asked slowly.

"Weeeeell there is one." I giggled. I felt my thoughts drifting back to Clyde..

"Details!" Ciara gasped. The boys looked at us funny.

"You two are so weird." Token shook his head.

Ciara and I giggled again. I felt a nice connection which her which was pretty rare. I usually hated girls!But Ciara was different. She was cooler, down to earth, and not a shallow whore!

"Back!" Clyde was carrying a tray with soda, ice cream, and something that as wrapped up. He set the tray in front of me and I gasped.

Clyde had purchased a tray full of tacos, ice creams, and sodas. This caused everyone at the table to clap and cheer.

"Clyde, what is this?" I asked. He picked up sodas and handed them around.

"Welcoming our new member Emilie!" He raised his soda high. Everyone, including Cartman surprisingly, repeated the motion.

"For Emilie!" They chorused toasting the soda cans. I was getting clapped on the back by everyone by now.

"This is our way of greeting new friends! We celebrate them by eating tacos, ice cream and soda." Clyde explained handing me a taco and ice cream cone.

I couldn't't help but smile. This was certainly something I was telling my friends at home! I took a bite out of my taco and sighed happily at the crunchy taco shell, meat, cheese and lettuce.

Maybe Shit Park isn't so shitty after all.
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AWWW! I want a welcoming celebration with tacos ;w;

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