Chapter 1: The First Day (of the rest of our lives)
Stan Marsh sat in his desk, his foot tapping impatiently as the final seconds of summer ticked away. If he was nervous, his face didn't show it. It remained as stoic as ever, even as his foot relayed the apprehension he felt due to the elephant in the room. It was the first day of senior year. After this, he would part ways with nearly everyone in the school.
He reminisced about the old days he spent with his best friends: Kyle, Kenny, and (yes, even) Cartman. The countless sleepovers, the bets, the dares, the pranks, and enough trouble caused between the four of them for a lifetime. The four of them were inseparable from the day they met long ago all the way through high school.
RING!
The bell shook Stan out of his trance and, out of habit, he glanced at the clock. Unfortunately, it was only the "hurry your ass to class" bell, so he resumed daydreaming until a familiar presence was in his midst.
"Hey Kyle," said Stan apathetically.
"Hey dude," Kyle responded. "How are you doing?"
"I don't know. I'm thinking back on all the cool stuff we've done. I guess it really never sunk in until now that this could be our last year that the crew is all together."
"Yeah, you're right. We've got to make this year count!" Kyle exclaimed.
"What's up my hippy bro and my Jewish bro?" Cartman had entered the classroom and did a quick scan. "By the way, where's my poor bro?"
"Kenny isn't here yet, but we're thinking about how to make this year awesome, fatass!" Kyle said.
"Oi, don't call me fat Kahl, ya cheeky bastard!" yelled Cartman.
"Cartman, watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail doesn't make you good at speaking in an English accent!" Stan responded.
"Yeah it does, Stan!"
"Will you all please shut the fuck up?" Clyde Donovan shouted from across the room. "We always have to put up with you all bitching at each other. Can't we just once have some peace and quiet at eight in the morning?"
Cartman, Stan, and Kyle were all rattled by this comment.
"Mind your own damn business, Clyde!" Cartman yelled.
Clyde responded by flipping the bird and grumbling to himself. Bebe Stevens tried to calm him down and reassure him, but that scarcely did anything.
"Anyway, where were we?" asked Kyle.
"You guys said you were trying to make this school year very kewl," said Cartman.
"Yeah, it's just that I was thinking about the good times and how this is our last year together. It'd really suck if it all went to waste," said Stan.
"I know what you mean. My mom and dad always talk about how great their senior year of high school was," Kyle responded.
"Yeah, my mom says that too," said Carman.
"Dude, that's probably because she slept with a ton of guys when she was in high school," laughed Stan.
"HEY!"
"No Stan, it was at least two tons of guys!" Kyle joked.
"HEY!"
Stan and Kyle laughed hysterically as Cartman raged.
In the middle of their laughter, Kenny walked into the classroom.
"Hey guys, what did I miss?"
"Ha ha... Stan and I are just laughing at how much of a slut Cartman's mom is!" Kyle said in between wheezes.
By now, Cartman was royally pissed. "You know what, screw you guys, I'm-"
RING!
The "get your ass to your seat" bell rang and everyone (including Cartman) quickly sat down.
"Good morning class! Welcome to your first class of senior year! I'm your American History teacher, Mr. Peeba. Please take a syllabus and pass the stack down..."
While their new history teacher passed out the syllabus, Stan was once again daydreaming. He smiled as he looked at his friends and knew that this school year was going to be the best yet.
So, that was the first chapter of South Park High School. Leave a review and tell me what you think. Not all chapters will be focused on Stan and not all chapters will be this uneventful. I will post again soon!