Chapter 2
We didn't really do much during the hours of between morning recess and lunchtime. The last person to give a speech was Bebe and I don't even remember what she talked about. We had a grammar quiz and I think I did alright. Then we had more math lessons. Notably, Eric was absent (understandably) so there were no interruptions so class ran more-or-less smoothly. And then it was lunchtime.
At a lunch table I met Jenna and Garet, and once again, they were arguing. I had two slices of combination pizza and a box of apple juice on my lunchtray. "That's bullshit and you know it, Garet!" I could see Jenna roll her eyes.
"What's bullshit?" I asked.
Jenna turned to me. "Didn't you see the fight? Like how Wendy smashed Cartman's face in?"
I could feel Garet's hand on my shoulder. "Dude, just tell Jenna that it's bullshit. Boys are supposed to be stronger than girls, right?"
I raised my eyebrow at both of them. And then laughed. "Haha what? That's what you two have been arguing about?"
"Well?" Jenna said.
I shrugged. "I don't know, I guess Garet is right?" Garet started laughing.
"Ugh, boys." I could see Jenna roll her eyes. "I swear you're almost as ignorant as my brother."
"Who, Felix?" I asked.
"No, Kevin," Jenna responded.
"I mean, most guys end up stronger than girls," I reasoned, "it's not sexist, it's just the way it is...I...guess..." Jenna groaned again and her eyes wandered the cafeteria while Garet laughed, almost spilling his food.
The neat thing about Jenna is that she's actually one of four quadruplets. Kevin, Esther, and Felix are the other three. I chuckled to myself as I could hear her say, "Hey, where's Isaac?"
I looked around. She's right, I couldn't find Isaac anywhere. "I'm not sure. He's in your class."
"I haven't seen him, have you Garet?"
"No," Garet shook his head.
Isaac never came to us during the entire lunch period. Then during lunch recess, I went over to use the restrooms. Afterward, I went outside to see Isaac pushed off the merry-go-round by none other than Craig Tucker, backed up by Clyde Donovan, Token Black, Tweek Tweak, Butters Stotch, Kenny McCormick, Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovsky, and Jimmy Valmer. They were all laughing. Watching this, blood shot straight to my forehead. I could not believe the same kids would pick on my twin brother again, especially when I'm not around to protect him.
"C-c-c-c-c-c-careful" Jimmy stuttered, "you don't want to get a p-p-p-p-p-p-period in your b-brain!"
At that point, my heart is burning and I'm filled with rage. I can't believe they have the nerve to jump Isaac like that then gloat on and on about it. They do it all the time and I'm sick of it. I proceed to come forward to this but a hand grabbed my right shoulder. "Cole, comeon, don't do this again."
"Jenna, get off me!" I couldn't believe I was hearing that out of Jenna as I pushed her arm away from me.
"Cole, don't be stupid, we'll get in trouble again!" Garet exclaimed.
As I walked toward the group, I could clearly hear Isaac shout, "Oh shut up and kill yourself you autist!" Big mistake. I stopped midway to the group. I cringed and looked around as the playground began to grow silent. Everyone gave Isaac deathly stares and I immediately knew why. For an introvert, he was never able to hide his emotions properly. That being said, I suddenly remembered what happened to the last guy that insulted (or attempted to insult) an actually handicapped person. One time this one kid named Jake called Jimmy a retard. Jake didn't mean it though, and probably said that out of frustration rather than trying to make Jimmy mad, but everyone took offense to it and beat him up anyways. No he didn't actually die, but now he just skirts at the sides of the school everyday in fear of being beaten up again. And now so will Isaac.
"You think it's actually cool to make fun of handicapped people?" Token clenched his fists and cracked his knuckles.
"You're a douchebag you know that?" Craig? Calling Isaac the douchebag? When he and his friends bullied us for over a year?
But it didn't matter now as Craig pushed Isaac down to the ground again, face up. Now was the time for me to spring into action, and in I went. Running forth, I immediately uppercutted Craig in his jaw with the force of my right arm, and I could feel it tear a little. But as Craig flew into the ground, I stomped on his face once with my right foot. "Fuck you!"
But I could feel myself be pulled off. I flew backwards, spun around, and landed face first into the snow. As I crawled up, I felt a swift kick in my rips, and I rolled right again. I let out a groan as the jolt delivered into my heard. I saw that my kicker was Clyde. As he tried to injure me again, Mr. Mackey's voice rang out. "YOU KIDS IN MY OFFICE! NOW!"
Shit.
Mr. Mackey's office was fairly small, so it was crowded at first. But he then determined that Stan, Kyle Tweek, Butters, and Kenny had no part in the fight so he soon let them off the hook. Same couldn't be said for the rest of us however. Mr. Mackey seemed to be far less sympathetic about Isaac's...condition. He gave a death glare at Isaac, and no one else. Then walked past me were Clyde, Craig, Token, Tweek, and Jimmy. Clyde spammed my ribs with his left shoulder leaving me gripping it in pain as I almost groaned. "Sit down you two!" Still clenching my ribs, Isaac and I both pulled up an empty chair and faced Mr. Mackey dead on. "Cole and Isaac Dimmons, I can't believe you called Jimmy Valmer an 'autist'! What makes you think it's ok to make fun of handicapped people?"
"What?" I was shocked. Why am I being the one thrown under the bus here?
"Cole wasn't the one who told Jimmy that, I was!" Isaac immediately confessed. "But all those guys ever do is push me around! In fact, they pushed me to the ground today! If my brother didn't-"
"Using a mental disorder as an insult is never ok, young man, there is no excuse to making fun of handicapped people! It's not right, do you even know how it feels to be physically disadvantaged?" Mr. Mackey then turned to me. "And Cole, if you defend someone who makes fun of handicapped people, you yourself are just as bad, mmkay?"
I've seriously had it with Mr. Mackey. He is such an incompetent counselor. "If I didn't step in, Isaac could be seriously hurt!"
"Don't you change the topic on me young man!" Mr. Mackey stood up, trying to act like the big man in charge. However, being sickly thin with an inflated head, the attempt was rather laughable. "My job is to keep this campus safe and tolerant from toxic people like you. I also cannot believe you told Jimmy to kill himself. Suicide isn't nice, mkay?"
I was about to go on, but I could hear tears well up from Isaac as he began to say his piece. "You're a bad counselor! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! I hate this school! You're shit, fuck off already!" Wow, I've never seen Isaac speak that much before, usually I do the talking. Then Isaac started crying.
"Enough crying!" Mr. Mackey stood up. "Just for that, you're getting detention for today!" I was about to say something, but Mr. Mackey interrupted me quickly. "Nah nah nah, shut your mouth or you're getting the same punishment!"
He then actually grabs us both by our collar, lifts us up, opens the door, and tosses us out. We got up easily, but not before he slammed the door. Isaac was still crying and I rubbed his shoulder. "It's not fair I have to be punished! I don't want to go to detention today!"
"It's alright, Isaac," I sighed, "at least it's over now. Where were you the whole lunch?"
"Oh I had to see the teacher to talk to him because he graded my test wrong."
"Oh. Ok, I'll see you back at home, then we can think from there, ok?"
"Yeah, I guess." Isaac then went left. I felt bad, he didn't deserve his punishment for being a victim, these counselors are retarded. Either they're fundamentally backwards, or they're extremely biased. I'm more inclined to think the second one because the popular kids rarely get into trouble, except for Eric Cartman, but he's only with the popular kids because Stan, Kyle, and Kenny feel bad for him.
I looked to my right and, sure enough, there was Eric Cartman and Wendy Testaburger sitting on the bench, presumably waiting to see the counselor, probably because of that nasty fight earlier today. Eric said no words. Wendy however said, "I still can't believe what Isaac said to Jimmy." I gritted my teeth. If it weren't for the fact that she were dating Stan Marsh I'd yell at her too.
I walked back to class and all the children stared at me as I entered Mr. Garrison's class. I gave a worried look back. To say the least, I felt rather threatened. Mr. Garrison paid no mind to me entering the classroom, he was going on about the discussion of quantum mechanics. For the rest of the class I sat there bored. However, I've been hearing whispers and rumors of a new kid who's supposed to move into town today. Whatever, I could care less. When school was released at 2:30 pm, I grabbed my things from my locker and walked out of school rather quickly. I didn't say hi to Garet, or Jenna, or anyone else from the other 4th grade class (I get along quite well with some of those 4th graders).
I was walking to my house, my phone in my hand as I was just surfing the internet. However, after half and hour I looked around. My house wasn't in sight. Huh, where was I? I then got the sudden realization that I passed my house because I wasn't paying any attention to where I was walking. Shit. Now probably another twenty minutes of walking for me. I groaned. Then I heard a voice behind me. "Jesus Christ, just get out there and make friends like a normal kid!"
I spun around. There was a pink-haired boy who just had the door slammed shut in his face. He wore a green jacket and brown pants and looked to be about my age. Near him was a sign that said that the red house that the door was slammed on the kid was sold, so I'm assuming he moved in recently. I wonder why his hair is dyed like that. Pink. Not like I have anything against them, but that kind of color struck me as odd. "Hello there." The pink-haired kid smiled widely and waved at me.
My eyes were opened wide. Didn't think he'd say hi to me. He didn't look very threatening at all. Just very weird, like an anime prince to be honest. "Hi. New in town?"
"Yeah, I just moved in today, my dad really wants me to make lots of friends and to be super popular." As the kid replied, I rolled my eyes. For some reason, every new kid wants to be with the popular kids. And, as per usual, they come to fin out the popular kids aren't what they say they are, then the new kids get all cynical. "So...wanna be friends, I guess?"
"Sure," I nodded, "um..."
"Name's Ray," the pink-haired kid finished for me. "I moved here from Nebraska."
"Cole," I replied. "So this is it, I guess."
"I was here since this morning," Ray started, "but for a Friday, this place is like a ghost town."
"It's Wednesday, actually, and we just got out of school," I corrected.
"Ah. Shall we head down the street? Find some more kids to play with?"
I shrugged. "Sure. Why not?"
Nevertheless, I didn't realize what I would eventually get myself into.
For those that don't know, this is the starting point of the acutal game. Like I said previously however, this story won't follow the exact storyline of the Stick of Truth game. Also, in case you're wondering about the Stendy shipping that is advertised in the description of this story, that will come way later.
