I really like Eric Cartman. Call me weird but I like to believe in his high school days, he'd loose weight and gained muscle. In my story he is on the football team with Stan. He's pretty bulky and strong. His temper has calmed a little over the years and he's about 6'3 in height. I own nothing about south park or any of the pictures. All credit goes to the creators of South park Trey Parker and Matt Stone. The picture I used for the cover of the story belongs to JeyDS on Devianart. I love the artwork and I think they captured Cartman perfectly in his teen years. I only own my OC Saskia and Zack and this story. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it!

"Sas! Get your ass down here already!" Saskia's brother yelled from the bottom of the stairs. It was already 7:30 am and they were running late.

"I'm coming! Just hold on a sec!" She yelled back. Saskia quickly slapped on a black ruffled skirt with black knee-high stockings and a black Captain America T-shirt. Her long, curly, raven locks, fell down to her shoulders like cascading water. Saskia didn't bother with make-up. She always thought it made her look clownish. Quickly grabbing her glasses, the girl ran downstairs and grabbed her backpack from her brother.

Zack rolled his icy-blue eyes at his younger sister. He was wearing a white T-shirt with a leather jacket. He was ripped and his six-pack was mildly visible through the thin shirt. His long midnight-dark hair was in a fohawk cut with the sides shaved off. Zack had Japanese letter tattoos on his neck, sleeves tattoos on his right arm, three ear piercings on his right ear and two lip piercings on is bottom lip. He wore plain black jeans with simple black sneakers. "Well it's about fucking time Sas! Here." He shoved a pop-tart in her hands. Their mother had already left for work, leaving the siblings to fend for themselves.

Today was their first day at South Park's high school. The family had recently moved in from California and Saskia was now starting her sophomore year. Zack is two years older than Saskia and he is a senior this year. They walked up to Zack's car and Saskia quickly strapped herself in, all the while trying to finish her breakfast quickly.

The week before, the two went to a meeting the school was holding. That way, they got their class schedule early and explored the school so they wouldn't get lost on their first day. Finally arriving at the school, Zack parked his car and they both quickly hopped out.

"Alright, you remember where your classes are?" Saskia nodded as the siblings made their way into the school. "Good. Now I'll wait for you at the cafeteria at lunch ok?" Again she nodded and Zack ruffled her curly locks. "Ok kiddo, get moving." Zack slung his backpack over his left shoulder and started walking off.

Saskia quickly ran to her locker and started grabbing some books. She shoved them into her backpack and heard the last bell ring. "Shit! I'm so late!" Slamming her locker door shut, she turned around without looking and slammed into a brick wall. At least she thought it was a brick wall, untill it yelled at her, "What the fuck?!"

Rubbing her now sore nose, Saskia glanced up to see a rather handsome male staring her down. His almond colored eyes were glaring meningcingly at her and his lips were formed into a scowl. He was wearing a red T-shirt and simple blue jeans. His hair was soft brown and the first word that came to her mind was brawny. "S-sorry!" She stammered. She was blushing like mad. It hadn't even been an hour and she already embarrassed herself, geez she was such a klutz.

"Watch where the fuck you're going bitch." He muttered and slammed his locker shut. Slinging his backpack over his shoulder, he started walking away.

"Asshole." Saskia mumbled. "Whatever, I gotta find my first class!"

After what seemed an eternity, the girl finally managed to find her history class. It seems her memory was failing her yet again and she had gotten lost. 'Fucking great!' she thought to herself. 'I'm so freaking late! Now, when I walk into class, everyone's gonna stare at me like some kind of freak!' Inwardly sighing, she gently took hold of the doorknob and slowly opened the door.

The teacher and students turned towards the door and sure enough, stared at the poor girl. Some people, mainly the girls, were muttering things about her that Saskia could faintly make out. They anything but kind. The teacher cleared his throat and spoke, "Well, nice of you to join us miss?"

"S-Saskia." She timidly replied.

"Well Saskia why don't we find you a seat so we can continue the lecture." Mr. Garrison (yes Mr. Garrison) scanned the room for any available seats but apparently there was only one. "Looks like you're shit outta like missy. The only available seat is next to fat ass over there." As the teacher pointed to said boy, the class erupted in laughter and some others whispered 'sucks to be her'. "Raise your hand!" The teacher yelled at him.

Reluctantly, the boy did as he was told and much to Saskia's horror, it was the boy she slammed into this morning by her locker! She was mortified, being forced to sit next to the cute guy she had embarrassed herself with. 'Again, fucking great.'' she thought. 'Why do they call him fat ass anyway? This guy's built like a damn quarterback!'

As she took her seat next to him, the girl decided to grab some courage and apologize to him. "Hey, I'm really sorry about this morning. I hope you're not mad." Her heart beat viciously against her rib-cage. She had terrible social anxiety and this took a lot of bravery on her part.

"I don't really give a shit. Just stay the fuck away from me, bitch." He replied without looking at her. He was flipping through pages in his notebook, seemingly looking for something.

"Wow, well fuck you too, asshole." Saskia blushed in anger. She was getting flustered and could feel red hot rage bubbling up to her face. "And my name isn't bitch, it's Saskia."

"Like I give a shit. I didn't ask you for your name did I?" Was the only thing he said before he started doodling in his notebook. Saskia took in a deep breath and exhaled quickly to try and calm herself down. When she did so, her class schedule flew off her desk and landed by the boy's foot, just out of her arms reach. Fuck.

"Um," Saskia turned towards the bulky male but he ignored her. She decided to gently poke his shoulder to grab his attention and he glared at her.

"What the fuck is it now?" He hissed coldly.

"Could you please hand me my schedule? It fell by your foot there." She pointed towards his left foot and he reluctantly, but surprisingly, reached for it. As he handed it back to her, he crumpled the paper in his palm.

Saskia narrowed her eyes at him. "Next time, don't be so clumsy."

The girl snatched the paper from him when he opened his palm and she replied, "Fuck you."

He chuckled. "Oooh so feisty. I like that." That caused Saskia to blush more and become nervous but she didn't reply. Instead she turned towards Mr. Garrison and tried to focus on the lesson.

"Tell you what, you can call me Mr. Sexy."

She ignored him and decided to avert her attention to her notebook and take notes on what the teacher was writing. Today was gonna be a very long day but at least it would be over soon.

After what felt like an eternity, It was lunch time. Finally, the break the poor girl needed. Turns out, so far, Saskia had Mr. Sexy for her first three classes. And even though he was a total prick to her in first period, she sat next to him in second and third class. She realized no one wanted to be near him in any class, big surprise there and it made her feel sorry for him. Though they got off to a rocky start, about 15 minutes before lunch time, Mr. Sexy decided to invite himself to lunch with the girl.

-.-.-.-.-.-.- mini flash back - end of third period -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

"Psst."

"..."

"Psstt!"

"..." Saskia was deliberately ignoring the handsome boy. That is, until he kicked her to get her attention. "Oww! What the fuck?!" She hissed.

"What the fuck are you doing for lunch?" He nonchalantly asked, ignoring her pain.

"I'm meeting up with my brother." She simply stated while rubbing her leg.

"You didn't tell me you had a brother." He seemed genuinely surprised.

Saskia furrowed her brows in confusion at him. "Well, you never asked. You were too busy calling me names and being a dick." She stated coldly. He remained silent and out of the corner of her eye she noticed his facial expression. He seemed sad? Hurt? "Uh, but you can join us if you'd like."

"Tch, as if." He turned away from her.

Saskia thought for a moment. He seemed like he really wanted to join her for lunch but as she continued to glance at him, she sighed. Perhaps he was they type that had too much pride. He would never admit it, if it was true, that he wanted to spend lunch with her. Maybe even be friends? So, she tried to get his attention this time.

"Psst!"

"..."

"Psst!"

"..." He was ignoring her it seemed.

Saskia grabbed an eraser and chucked it at him.

"Oi! Who the fuck threw that!" He yelled. Everyone turned their heads towards him.

Saskia slowly slid down her seat in an attempt to hide. 'Fuck I pissed him off! He's gonna kill me!' she thought.

"Shut the fuck up fat ass! Some of us actually care about what the teacher has to say!" It was a boy wearing a green ushanka hat who replied.

"Fuck you Kyle, you fucking Jew! I bet it was you, wasn't it?!" The boy slammed his hands on his desk and was about to get up when the teacher yelled out.

"Alright, alright, that's enough! Both of you settle down so I can continue the lesson!" Mr. Thompson yelled.

Both boys glared at each other but remained silent. Saskia was rather annoyed at that Kyle boy, for insulting her potential friend.

After a moment, her potential friend noticed she had been staring at him with a look of pity. That annoyed him a fair amount."Why the fuck are you staring at me?!" He hissed.

"Oh, sorry!" She whispered back.

"What the fuck do you want?" He glared.

"What do you mean?" She stared blankly at him.

"You keep staring at me, so you want something right? What is it?"

"Oh it's nothing." She lied.

"Just fucking say it, dork!" His glare never wavered.

'Dork? Well that's better than being called a bitch I guess.' she thought. "Well I just, I mean, I was curious as to why everyone calls you fat ass? You're anything but." Saskia was genuinely interested.

He looked away from her but replied in a soft whisper. "It's just a nick-name that stuck from when I was a kid."

Saskia could hear the pain in his voice and it made her feel terrible. "Hey."

"..." No reply.

"Hey, Mr. Sexy!" She whispered. He raised a brow at her in confusion. Saskia smiled at him sweetly. "Wanna join me and my brother for lunch? I'd really like it if you did. I mean, of course, if that's what you want."

"Ugh fine. Anything to make you shut up." He blushed but she didn't notice it.

'Yup, a lot of pride, just like Zack.' she smiled."By the way, it was me who threw that eraser at you."

"You fucking bitch!" He hissed and she chuckled.

-.-.-.-.-. end flash back-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Saskia was slowly becoming accustomed to Mr. Sexy's rude mannerisms. In fact, she didn't really mind it at all and thought sometimes it was funny. As they exited third period English class, he offered her his arm to grab. Without hesitation, she linked arms with him and he proceeded to tell her some jokes as they walked together to lunch.

Zack glared at the two as they walked out of class together. He was waiting for his sister by the cafeteria doors with his two new friends. Stan and Kyle. Turns out Zack had first and second class with them and the three quickly became friends.

The tattooed boy did not like the way this bulky kid was holding onto his sister. To say Zack was overprotective of Saskia was an understatement. He once broke a boys jaw for causing Saskia to fall off the monkey bars when they were kids.

"Whoa dude. Who's that girl with Cartman?" Stan asked as he stared at the two new friends.

"I think her name is Saskia. She's the new girl in my third class. There's no way Cartman and her are already dating." Kyle said dryly.

"Damn straight they're not. Not with my sister." Zack glared at the two. He was silently sizing up Cartman. He looked like he could be the football team's quarterback. He was stocky and Saskia's slim arm was draped delicately over his beefy one. Zack's right eye twitched slightly. No fucking way was some stupid-ass jock gonna date his sister.

"Dude that's your sister?" Stan looked over at Zack.

"That's the fat ass we were telling you to watch out for Zack." Kyle turned over to him.

Oh hell no. If everything Stan and Kyle told him about this Eric Cartman was true, then there was no way in fucking hell Saskia was dating this guy. Not if he had anything to say about it.

As The two walked up the three boys, Saskia happily spoke. "Hey Zack! I brought my new friend to sit with us at lunch." She removed her arm from Cartman. The brown haired boy crossed his arms over his chest and gave Stan and Kyle a defiant stare.

"Get the fuck outta here fat ass! Don't give these two a reason to hate you." Kyle glared at Cartman.

"Hey what the fuck?!" Saskia was quick to defend him. "Don't call my friend names and shit. What the fuck's your problem kid?!" The girl shot the ushanka wearing teen a glare to match his.

"Listen, I don't know what Cartman has been telling you, but trust us when we say he's bad news. You should stay away from him." Stan was trying to ease the tension but it didn't work.

"Maybe my brother should stay away from you two." Saskia retorted defiantly.

"Saskia." It was her brother who spoke this time. "We'll talk about this later, ok. I wanna get through our first day without incidents. Let's just eat before lunch is over." Zack was going to have a serious conversation with his sister once they got home. He would not allow her to be friends with this Eric Cartman if Stan and Kyle were right about him.

Lunch passed by rather quickly and without any problems. Much to Stan and Kyle's surprise, Cartman was completely engrossed with the girl. So much so, he hadn't insulted Kyle and didn't even notice when Kenny sat down to join them.

Kenny had been staring at the two for the past ten minutes trying to figure out what was going on. The boy silently ate his lunch as he sized up Saskia. She wasn't hot, nor sexy. She was cute. Really cute. Her laugh was captivating and judging by what her and Cartman were talking about, she seemed pretty cool. Unlike the other girls here at school, Saskia loved video games. She wore regular clothes like her Captain America T-shirt, no make-up and regular sneakers. Nothing flashy or attention grabbing.

After a while, Stan nudged his blond friend and asked, "Hey man, you ok?" Kenny replied with a nod. "I'm surprised at how well these two are getting along." Stan commented. Cartman has never really gotten along this well with anyone. Perhaps he was faking it? Maybe he was plotting something? Either way, he felt the need to protect his new friends sister. No one knew Cartman better than Stan, Kyle and Kenny. So if he is up to something, they would figure it out.

The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch and the beginning of their fourth class. Saskia pulled out her schedule and looked it over with Cartman. "Sweet! I have math and P.E with you Mr. Sexy!"

Cartman blushed when he heard her call him that nick-name again. He just realized he had yet to tell her his actual name. Although, hearing her address him by 'Mr. Sexy' did sound nice. However, before correcting her, Kyle decided to remedy the situation.

"Mr. Sexy? Really? Did you tell her to call you that fat ass?" Kyle sent Cartman a disgusted glare.

Zack remained silent but inside he was fuming. His sister never flirted with anyone, at least that she was aware of. This fucking jock was already changing his sister and it had only been about 3-4 hours of school. What the actual fuck?

Cartman only laughed at how angry everyone was getting. He honestly couldn't give a shit but his good time would be cut short by Kenny.

"His name is Eric Cartman, or fat ass for short." Stan and Kyle snickered while Zack held a smirk.

Saskia hooked her arm around Cartman once more. "C'mon Eric. Stop talking to these ass-wipes before you become infected with their bitchiness."

Cartman was a little surprised at her actions but he didn't protest. In fact, he sent the four boys a snarky smirk and a wink before turning away with the girl.

"This mother fucker has my sister brainwashed." Zack said coldly.

"Yeah, Cartman does that." Kenny replied. "But don't worry. We all have P.E together. We can confront him about it then."