Stan's POV:

An annoying voice echoed from the speakers, waking me up from my sleep "Good morning, everyone! It is now 7 a.m. and nighttime is officially over! Time to rise and shine! Get ready to greet another beee-yutiful day! Today we have new campers! coming to our awesome-o camp! Breakfast is in the cafeteria as-well as our new campers, make sure to get a head start and greet your fellow campers with respect and kindness!" I frowned, and looked at Kyle who was awakened by this speaker to i thought he'd be upset but he seemed more annoyed than upset. Since Kyle was still waking up I took the chance to be the first to change, I go to my closet and get out my everyday clothes then go to the bathroom to change. 'Hopefully this is a good day..'

Kyle and I headed towards the Cafeteria. We were greeted by most of our 'campers' on the way there, once we got inside we got our breakfast and sat down at where Kenny and Butters happened to be. "Hey Kyle! Any idea who the new campers are?" Kenny asked his voice booming into my ears "God, Kenny talk a little bit quieter please." Kenny looks at me sympathetically "Sorry dude." Kenny said lowering his voice. "Honestly, I have no idea." Kyle said staring at his breakfast "I hope it's a group of hot girls with big boobs!" "Gosh Kenny, i-i don't think anybody like that would be here." Butters said, poking at his food.

The door to the cafeteria opened up to reveal the new campers, the Goth kids and the fucking Raisin girls. One of the Raisin girls winked at Kenny before walking over to the breakfast line. I looked at Kenny to see he wasn't wearing his parka but wearing a pair of Red Racer pajamas. I mean I knew who they belonged to but I decided to ask anyway. "Kenny, where did you get those pajamas?" I asked Kenny.

"Oh, I got them from Craig. Why?" Kenny said with confusion. "No reason." I said eating my breakfast.

"GAH!!! JESUS CHRIST!"

I sigh 'Great, just what I need at 7 in the morning, a drugged up crack head and his stoic smartass boyfriend.'

Butters gets up taking his breakfast tray with him and walks towards Tweek starting some probably stupid conversation about aliens. Craig lets go of Tweek's hand to go talk to the tourette kid again, god i hate that tourette kid and i know Tweek hates him too. I saw him glaring daggers at him at the airport. He looked like he was gonna snap his neck with his knee.

"Fuck you Timmy! If we weren't in a camp with 6 year olds I would totally kick your ass, so be ap- apprecia- apprec- appreci- appreciative i'm a decent person!" Jimmy yelled "Timmy!" Timmy yelled back, angrly. I laughed to myself. 'Maybe today won't be so bad after all.'