The Skys The Limit

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We entered the new St.Sanders Juniour High. Some returning kids shot scares at us, I could tell it would be a hard freshman year. I approached the head office and picked up my schedule.

"Seems I have Drama first." I blurted into the sea of quite that sepereated me and my friends.

"Foods...awe man." Kyle replied bluntly.

Cartman had ventured off towards the nearest vedning machine and me and Kyle scattered the land for Stan. Finally Kyle found him talking to a dark haired girl with a purple hat. We stalked over there, and overheard bits of their conversation.

"Well Stan, the summer made me really think, of where my life is going." She said calmly.

Stan made a simple comment with a soft nodd, he removed his blue hat from his head, reveling his dark shaggy hair, he prushed them from his hazel eyes.

"Mhmm"

"And well," She held his hand. "I need to take homework more seriously, for college."

Stan looked shocked over to who'm I expected was Wendy, her voice was more soft, and she had sure matured more if it wasn't for that ugly shirt with the 'Face Up There' written across the chest, I probably would have looked more.

"Are you breaking up with me!" Stan spoke fearful of her next move.

That confirmed it, it was Wendy. Hopefully, Bebe, Token and so on would be arriving soon. Once more I glanced at Wendy, while rolling my eyes to that mocking shirt she seemed to noticed us.

"Oh Kenny, Kyle!"

She wrapped her arms around us, one at a time, Kyle seemed to drift off as if he were concentraiting on a certain something. When she turned to hug me, I took my hand and patted her on the back as if something were wrong. Stan sighed and leaned against a wall.

"Well...?" He blurted out a few secondes after.

"No, no... not breaking up. Just.." She tilted her head and twirled her hair with her finger. "Just if I'm more interested in doing work then making sarcastic comments about the teacher,"She frowned. "...don't hate me."

Stan looked a little cross at his so called 'girlfriend' and marched off to Kyle, they mumbled a quick something then buzzed off. A loud sound was heard a kids started flouding off into rooms. I felt someone jerk on my arm, and got pulled through the hallway to a locker. It was Wendy. She tapped on the locker infront of me, and turned to me.

"Kenny, do you want to be my study partner this year?"

I looked a little shocked, I guess she could see it in my eyes because she was about to re-consider when my mouth just started to ramble on.

"Isn't Stan already-" I began to speak.

"Well, I thought about that..." She replied, it was like we were having wars wich consisted us cutting eachother off every sentance. "But since grade five you've been working towards the honor roll, I just thought I jump in and help you row your boat to sucess. You know, I'd be really good a studying, and you could really help me with math."

I removed my hood as a teacher in the hall gave me a dirty glance, Wendy let out a gasp then giggled, running a hand threw my hair, she fixed it up.

"Yeah okay, but don't make me look like,..." I started, then sarcastically said, "...I'm stealing you from Stan."

I opened the empty locker and placed a lock on the hook, taking my books and setting them in the locker as I figured out what this school year would be like, while doing so I didn't even notice that the boys had found me and started doing the same. Alongside them the rest of my old classmates arranged themselves too. Bebe stood beside Wendy and started to ramble on about shoes and such; I really couldn't make it out. The seconde bell rang and I scrambled to my feet as I grabbed my books for my first two classes.

"Great" I urged myself. "Drama then math."

I ran up the stairs and located the drama room, secondes from the door, my feet slipped underneath me and I triumphantly hit the ground. The kid who pushed me rumbled on down the hall 'Fuck you' I qouted underneath my breathe. I got up, and turned the knob, entered the class and sat down next to Bebe.

"Hi, Kenny!" She nodded to me as I sat down.

"Hi.." I sat down and sighed. The teacher shot me a stern look, then his gaze went back down to the attendance sheet, our pictures from last year were up.

"Mr.McCormick, having a nice chat?" he asked.

"No." I bit back, I wouldn't put up with another Mr.Garrison.

"Well, I'm Mr.Tarrick, and welcome to.." He picked up a piece of chalk and wrote 'Drama Class' on the board. "Like we're that fucking stupid." I thought I'd go ahead and ruin my rep while I had a chance, no doubt my friends were already.

"OH!" I shouted. "I THOUGHT I WAS IN GYM." I smiled abit to myself.

"Well, Kenny, you seem to be off at a good start. As much as I hate ignorant kids like you, you have it good for drama." Mr.Tarrick smiled.

My shock just made him sugar top it, then he started to talk about facial expressions. I really dozed that class away. The only time I got off my butt was to goto the stage that we'd work on this year. Bebe and me chatted through that class. Pretty soon the seconde bell rang and I headed off to math class.

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