Ok, I promise i'll tell u if they switch back soon, but first *buzz* *buzz* Doomed-Orange-Parka and xXBeyond-BirthdayXx, you are both wrong! But keep guessing! It's really interesting to see wat u guys put! Remember, don't be afraid 2 b 2 extreme!

Also, I'd like to clear up the fact dat Kenny and Lucky never had any history together.

Lucky told Mary he always seems nice at first cuz, if u do recall, he's a perv and how many pervs r really nice?? Think about it.

Lucky seemed ten times older because she's had a long couple of days. Seriously.

And Kenny put his hands around Lucky's waist because, if u do recall, HE'S A PERV!

Well, that's it. On with the story!

Mary's P.O.V.

I woke up afraid to open my eyes. Hesitantly, I ran my fingers through my hair. .GOD. The hair was curly. I opened my eyes and saw my room. My room! We did

it! We're ourselves again.

I was so happy I got up and hugged my wall. YES! I can't believe my plan worked! Well, it's about time. We had tri-

"Erm, what are you doing?" A voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked at my doorway and saw Holly, looking at me with a quizzical expression.

I ran over to her. "Holly!" I cried, hugging her. She squirrmed.

"Lemme go!" She cried angrily. I let go of her.

"Run along Holly. I have a phone call to make." I said, dancing around the room.

"Fine with me, creep." She muttered, walking out.

I grabbed my phone and called Lucky.

"Lucky?" I asked, barely able to supress my excitement.

"YYYYYAAAAYYYY!" Lucky cried, apparently unable to supress hers.

"We did it!" I cried.

"Boom, baby!" Lucky giggled. I giggled with her.

"Hey, why don't you come to my bus stop? I want you to meet some other people." She said.

"Ok." I replied. I'd basically been walking to school these days, but it was really cold, so I was glad to ride the bus.

I hung up and went over to my closet. I decided on my navy blue skinny jeans, a black shirt, and a white sweatshirt that said LADY GAGA in gold letters. And, of

course, my black UGGs.

I went to the bathroom to put on my makeup and frowned when I looked in the mirror. Lucky hadn't washed off my makeup from last night, so now I had raccoon eyes.

"Oh great." I muttered. Still, nothing could ruin my good mood.

At least, I hope so.

Mary's P.O.V. (still)

Lucky and I walked to the busstop and I was surprised at all the people there. Including us, there was twelve people!

"Hey guys!" Lucky yelled. They all turned to us. "This is my friend Mary." Lucky said, motioning to me. Some people nodded and some people waved. One girl

stepped forward.

She had platinum blonde hair (but on closer inspection dirty blonde roots) that was obviously straightened and emerald green eyes, the same as mine. She had on

dark brown calf-high UGGs, a denim mini skirt, and a dark purple T-shirt. No sweatshirt. Her skin was average toned, but it was flawless. She was slightly short, and

about average weight.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Bebe Stevens." She said, smiling. She held out her fist and, barely able to suppress my smile, I pounded it.

"I'm Mary Christmas." I said. She raised her thin eyebrows, but didn't say anything else. Instead, she motioned for me to meet somebody else.

I was surprised by how much this girl looked like me, minus the piercing blue eyes. She had naturally straight, slightly wavy black hair. Her skin was pale, and she

was wearing light blue jeans and a purple sweatshirt. She wore no makeup, unlike Bebe whose face was maniquin- like with her expertly applied dark purple

eyeshadow, volumizing mascara, heavy black eyeliner, skin-tone blush, and soft red lipstick. Anyway, this other girl was slightly tall and skinny.

"Wendy Testaburger." She said simply, shaking my hand.

Lucky came over and pulled me away. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Stay away from them." Lucky stage-whispered.

"Why?" I asked her, in my regular tone. I mean c'mon, we weren't eight.

"They're bad news and super annoying. Bebe wants to smoke and drink and stuff, and she tries to get Wendy to do it, too. Wendy will complain about how peer-

pressure is wrong before caving in and doing it. And, Bebe's always 'suggesting' what products to use to make your skin POP." Lucky said, making a popping sound

with her mouth. "And Wendy will shove all her beliefs down your throat and thinks that what she believes is right, and what everyone else believes is wrong." Lucky said.

"Wow." I muttered. That was a lot of stuff.

"Anyway..." Lucky sang out, pulling my arm and dragging me in front of another girl. "I would like you to meet my friend Adelaide." This girl was really pale. She had light blonde hair (unlike Bebe, hers was natural) and blue eyes so light, they were almost clear. She wore a snug gold button up shirt, black pants, and black high heels. She was slightly tall, and skinny.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Adelaide Lisemin." She said with a smile. I smiled back.

"Mary." I said. Lucky pulled me away.

"Now, you already know Clyde, Kyle, Kenny and unfortunately Cartman." Lucky said as she dragged me to wear most of the guys were standing. As she did, I felt my anger rise. Cartman! He was the reason we were in that mess! I'm going to get him back if it's the last thing I do. Yeah, I know how cliche that sounded. Whatever. I

meant it.

Lucky stopped right before a boy with pale green eyes and dark black bangs. He was really tall and lanky, and sorta looked kinda like Jolly, really.

"Mary, this is Jake." Jake gave a half-wave. I waved back.

"And this is Stan." Lucky said, pointing to the guy next to Reese.

He had sky-blue eyes and I was thinking how funny it was that his eyes were sky blue and Reese's were a grassy green when he spoke up.

"'Sup." He said with a nod of his head.

"Nothin' much." I said with a shrug.

"He doesn't talk much." Adelaide said, Kenny's arm around her shoulder.

"Um, Lucky? Are Kenny and Adelaide dating?" I asked her, tugging on her shirtsleeve.

She shook her head. "Kenny has no 'official' girlfriends." Lucky said, putting airquotes around 'official.'

I turned around and saw Wendy glaring daggers right at Reese.

"Um, Lucky? Does Wendy hate Reese?" I asked her, feeling like a toddler.

Lucky nodded. "Wendy's Stan's on-again, off-again girlfriend. She's dating him when Reese isn't."

I rolled my eyes. Oh great, more drama.

Lucky's P.O.V.

I got off the bus and looked around before I saw a patch of violet in the distance.

"Vivi!" I yelled, running to her. She kept walking.

"Vivi!" I said, gasping for breath. "You would not believe wha-"

She whipped her head around to face me. Whoah. If looks could kill, I'd be Kenny right now.

"I can't believe you, Lucky! I tried calling you all weekend, but you never answered! You don't have to avoid me. If there's something you want to say, you can say it to

my face!" She yelled at me.

"Vivi, I've had a really crazy weekend-" I started before she interrupted me.

"Oh, I'm so sure!" She said icily before storming off.

"Vivi, wait!" I yelled she didn't slow down.

I sighed. Something tells me my good luck was over.

Ugh, I hate that ending. Yes, I finally used some oc's! To celebrate, I'm going to have an oc disclaimer! Woo hoo! XP

OC DISCLAIMER:

Lucky Day: Doomed-Orange-Parka

Vivi Sykes: PiScEs-BlOsSoM69

Adelaide: Isolaphobia

Jake Falcone: tazzr.

Yay! That was fun. Anyway, I just wanted to say that I did NOT make tham switch back because of wat Tanner (Kennyfan98) said. I had been planning for them to switch back for a long time now, and I would never listen to dat kid. I mean, who hear listens 2 they're little bros? Exactly.

Well, dat's it 4 dis chappy! Until da nxt 1, GAH! XP

-CC