Disclaimer: I don't own south park, just my OC. If for any reason my characters resemble any person in reality it is purely unintentional. This is obviously a work of fiction so don't get your knickers in a twist.
A/N: Okay! On to the first official chapter my dear readers! I'll try to make it decently long, but I don't know how much I'm going to be able to write up tonight. I'm exhausted-living in a house with nothing but boys is really hard to clean -_-.
And so here we are!
Chapter One
Aliya stepped out of her parents' car and looked around in wonder. When they had told her they were moving to a quiet little mountain town, she didn't really expect it to look like this. What she had expected were cabins, maybe a lot of Amish people, but at least it was better than what she'd imagined. This place DID have a mall, after all. Aliya pulled back her long black hair into a high ponytail, letting her bangs that were dyed pink hang loose, she'd always been insecure about her face and liked to hide behind her hair whenever she could.
Grabbing her luggage from the trunk of the car she started walking up to the house, her parents already inside rearranging the furniture the way they saw fit, didn't even notice her when she slipped by and walked up the stairs into her new room. Her dad had hired people before she even knew they were moving to paint and decorate the house the way he wanted it-and that wasn't a bad thing, it was just obvious that he didn't know what she liked judging by the cream walls and the brown carpet, her room looked like a giant just stopped and took a shit and the employees just covered up the hole in the roof that it left.
Sighing, Aliya set her stuff down and just began to unpack. There was no use in complaining about how her room looked, her dad would just call her ungrateful. She was always taught to respect her parents, and her dad's methods weren't always child care safe approved, so she never questioned him and would just do whatever he told her too so she faked a happy face whenever he mentioned something new about Colorado on the drive there.
"Aliya! Come downstairs for a moment sweetie! The neighbors are here!"
'Already?' Aliya stood up and walked down the stairs slowly, peaking to see what kind of people these neighbors seemed to be. They were a middle aged couple, a man with dark hair and a mustache and a woman with short brown hair and a brown and red sweater. They had two kids with them-a boy who looked around her age and a girl with headgear and braces who looked extremely pissed off.
"Aliya," her mom started with a smile, "These are the Marshes, they wanted to stop by and meet the new neighbors. Say hello, honey."
"Hi." Aliya chewed her lip nervously, not really ready to try and make new friends just yet, but unfortunately for her the boy didn't seem to notice that.
"Hey! I'm Stan, and that bitch with the pissy look on her face is my cunt sister Shelly-" "TUURRDDD!" Stan ignored her and continues. "Want me to show you around town?"
Mr. And Mrs. Marsh gave their son and daughter annoyed looks and Aliya's mom looked at the boy in shock. "Does he always talk like that?"
Mrs. Marsh sighed, obviously embarrassed. "Oh yea. Trust me I've tried everything to make these kids act like proper children, it doesn't do any good. I'm sorry I know you probably aren't used it." Aliya's mom forced a smile and nodded sharply before turning to her daughter.
"Aliya, why don't you go look around with Stanley here? Your father and I can handle this-he should be back shortly anyway."
"But mom-"
"Aliya I said go! Now!"
Aliya groaned and turned around and looked at Stan. "Sure then, I guess we can go." She had really just been hoping to spend her night unpacking and moping, but that obviously wasn't going to happen
Stan grinned and pulled her out the door. "Come on! You have to meet the guys. We all had a bet going about whether or not the new kid would be a guy or a girl and I can't wait to rub it in fatass's face that he owes me and Kyle twenty dollars. Kenny would have placed a bet but any money he gets goes to feeding his family."
'There's a kid that poor in this town? Weird I didn't think they'd have those here.' Aliya tried to pay attention to where they were going, and she noticed Stan had led her up to a greenhouse three blocks away from her home and then he knocked. A middle aged woman answered the door and smiled brightly. "Hello! Are you here to see my little poopsiekins?"
Aliya's P.O.V.
Did that woman just call her kid 'poopsiekins'! That poor bastard! "Yes Mrs. Cartman, I brought the new kid over to introduce her to the guys." Mrs. Cartman stood aside and smiled at me.
"Oh hello! You are just a darling little thing aren't you? I bet you have boys drooling all over you!" Boy I sure hope not, because the way she said that just sounded dirty… Stan pulled me into the living room where three other boys sat playing Xbox. I examined them closely, I had never hung out with a bunch of boys before and it was really, really nerve-wracking. One of them was really, really fat and looked really mean…one of them was kind of short, had a green hat and I could barely make out a single red curl from the back of his head and the last one…well the last one I couldn't tell you much about. He had his parka hood up and tied tight around his face, like he was scared to breathe the oxygen around here or something. I couldn't get a really good read off of anyone here, and that made me nervous as hell.
"Hey guys look! I brought the new kid!" The other three whipped around to face us so fast I wondered how their heads didn't just fling off.
Parka kid jumped up excitedly. "Woohoo!" Then he started checking me out. That's only a little creepy. "She's hot!"
"Dude…" Green hat burst out grinning.
"Goddamnit!" Fat kid screamed out and started kicking and punching the couch. "You guys fucking cheated-you fucking Jew you fucking hacked the real estate agency and got the new kids file didn't you, you fucking Jew rat?!"
Green hat glared at him. "Stop calling me a Jew rat you fucking fatass! And no! I didn't. Now hand me the twenty bucks you owe me!"
"Guys! Shut the fuck up already-you're scaring her!"
Was I that obvious? I laughed nervously and waved. The boys stopped arguing and looked at her curiously.
"Guys this is Aliya, Aliya, the fatass is Cartman-" "I'm not fucking fat asshole!" "The guy in the green hat is Kyle," "Hi!" "And that guy over there in the parka is Kenny." "Hello!"
Aliya forced a smile and waved and then looked at the tv screen at what they were playing. Call of duty black ops 2? So old school. "So yall play black ops 2? What about any of the newer games?"
Kyle shrugged. "We tried ghost and advanced warfare but we really just like the black ops 2 zombies better. Besides, Cartman broke my copy of ghost forever ago and never bought me a new one."
"Oh Kahl," chuckled Cartman, "I'd never buy you anything. I'm sure you have plenty of Jew gold holed up somewhere very close to your little Jew heart."
I looked at him in shock, is he really that ignorant? "For real dude? You don't really think that do you?"
Cartman glared at her. "Yo! Shut up bitch I wasn't even talking to you, stupid cunt." My eye twitched and I couldn't control it, I punched him. He held his nose in shock and I saw a little trickle of blood flowed to his mouth.
"Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeem!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. Shit. I'm in trouble now…no way my dad would let me live this one down, I cringed, just waiting for it. I got a shock though, Kenny shut him up with with a punch to the back of the head.
"Dude you're fourteen! Quit telling on people to your mommy!"
Cartman sniffled. "But-but-guys…she hit me. You saw it. I th-think she broke my nose and it hurts…you see the blood don't you, Keeenny?"
The boys rolled their eyes and Mrs Cartman walked in. "Did you call, Poopsie doodle?" Oh dear lord no wonder that kid was like that. He was obviously spoiled. He opened his mouth to answer but Stan beat him to it.
"Cartman got a pretty bad nose bleed after snorting some kind of drug." My eyes widened. What the fuck did he just say?
"Yea. I think it was-what is it called Kenny?"
"Cocaine!"
"Yea that was it Mrs. Cartman."
"What-?! No the fuck I didn't you fucking assholes!"
Mrs. Cartman chuckled happily. "Oh yes I remember the days when I was young wild and free to do whatever drugs I wanted. Come on poopsiekins, Mommy will get you all cleaned up." Cartman glared at all of us and flipped us off.
When they went upstairs I looked at the three remaining boys in shock. "Why would you lie about that kind of stuff?" They just shrugged.
Stan was the first to offer an explanation. "It's your first day in South Park, you don't need fatass to get you in trouble and get you grounded before you even get to explore."
Kenny nodded and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, I noticed he had loosened the flap of his jacket from the front of his mouth so his voice wasn't as muffled when he spoke. "Anyway, sexy. When are you going to show your good friend Kenny those beautiful titties?"
My eye twitched, but I decided to let it go. He did just help save my ass from getting in trouble. "How about….I don't know….does never work for you?"
Kenny pouted and Stan and Kyle laughed hysterically. I grinned, and for the first time since I found out I was moving, I began to feel a little better. Maybe South Park won't be that bad.
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A/N: And that's Chapter One you guys! I'll post the next chapter ASAP. I'm enjoying this and I think I found Kenny and Aliya's song-Time of Dying by Three Days Grace! Give it a listen it's pretty badass! It's the perfect sweet song for them, especially since I have a lot of great stuff planned. If this chapter was poorly written I apologize, the next one will be a lot better.