So these people were going to be my new classmates: Thought Highsmith. He gazed around the classroom. Four boys seemed to be arguing. Highsmith overheard the word "new kid" be used, so he knew it was about him. Suddenly the teacher, Ms. Nelson called em out. "Stan, Kyle, Eric and Kenny, no talking during class!." To that the four boys simply quieted down, but they never laid their eyes off Highsmith.
Ms. Nelson: Now, class. Quiet down please. We have a new student joining us today. I'd like you to meet Highsmith. Highsmith has come from the outskirts of Denver, and he will have the fortunate luck of joining us today.
Highsmith smiled. At least the teacher was being nice to him.
Ms. Nelson: Highsmith, I'll have you sit right in between Stan and Kyle. Please, go sit down, and we will soon begin our lesson. Just a soon as I get something for the main office.
As soon as Highsmith sat down, he felt someone tap his shoulder. He turned and his gaze was met with another gaze of a young boy, with black hair and a blue hat. There was a name tag on his desk. It read Stan Marsh.
Stan: You must be the new kid, huh?
Highsmith: Yep. I take it your Stan?
Stan: Yep. So your name is Highsmith?
Highsmith: Yah. You like it?
Stan: Totally. It sounds like a sergeant name.
"Yeah, much better than the name Kyle"
Highsmith turned around, and met the other kids eyes.
Highsmith: You must be Kyle.
Kyle: Yep!
"And i'm Kenny!"
The three boys turned around, and were created by the kid in the orange parka, only his hood was down.
Stan: Wait, Kenny? Why do you have your hood down?
Kenny: Everybody can barely understand me with it.
Kyle: You sure about this, Kenny? I mean, that orange parka is basically what makes you, well...you.
Highsmith: Personal preference, but not having your hood up looks good on you. Your hair is kinda cool too.
Kenny: Thanks! By the way, What's it like over in Denver?
Highsmith: Well for starters, the Elitch Gardens Theme Park is one of the top tier attractions back in Denver. But for me and my family it was harder since we lived up near Mount Evans.
Kenny: You lived near Mount Evans?
Highsmith: Yep! A lot of people live up there, including some of my older fr-
Suddenly, Highsmith had stopped talking. His smile changed to a look on confusion. The 3 other boys followed his eyesight, and were met with the gaze of Eric Cartman, looking angrier than anyone Highsmith had ever seen (the same face from sons and witches).
Highsmith: I assume this fatass must be Eric?
while it did get some laughs from Kenny, Kyle and Stan, and even from a few other few classmates, Eric Cartman's face didn't change.
Highsmith could have sworn he heard things like "new kid" and" doesn't belong" and "i'll kill him".
Kyle: What the fuck, Cartman!
Eric: I'm just saying! How can we trust him?
Stan: You say that with every new kid! You said that with Baahir, Damien, Gary, and the other-
Eric: SHADDUP! I don't have to take this crap from you, or that stupid jew!
Kyle: Dude! Fuck you! *slaps Cartman in the face*
*Brawl between Kyle and Cartman breaks out*
It was at this point when Ms. Nelson came back and saw them fighting. It took her a while, but with the help of Stan and Highsmith, and not to mention the cheer of the class, she managed to get them off of eachother. Kyle got hit with a 15 minute recess ban, while Cartman got sent to the office.
Eric: AWW GOD DAMMIT! *leaves*
Highsmith was straight up stunned. He hadn't even been here for 10 minutes. Had he caused that fight?
Highsmith: I...the fu...did I just see?
Kyle: Yep, that happens pretty much every day. You'll get used to it.
Stan: Yeah. By the way, um... Highsmith, that wasn't even close to being your fault.
Kenny: Not at all.
Highsmith: Thanks...I guess.
Little did Highsmith know, he was about to be involved with a lot of crazy stuff. But one thing was for sure, he liked it there.
to be continued...