Hey my readers! Here is my newest chapter! I am so sorry for not updating in a while but school has really kept me busy. I have violin on top of that to worry about and friends, crush on a guy you know the usual stuff.

Well I'm sure you don't want to hear my life's story (my blog is for that) so I will give you the chapter now!

Wendy's Point of View

Lunchtime, anyone who has been to school knows that lunchtime is one of the most judgemental times of the day in school. It doesn't matter if you don't have a cafeteria or not at your school you will still be judged by others at lunchtime. It matters of who you are sitting with and how many people you are with. If you are in a small group or a big group with popular kids it's a plus if it's a small group of losers that's a minus.

You are also judged on what you are having for lunch. If you are poor like that kid Stan always hangs out with. What's his name? Kenny? Oh right. If you're like him your lunches are small and jerks like Eric will make fun of you. If you have too much to eat you are considered fat like Eric Cartman and others like Stan and Kyle will make fun of you for that. If you are well off in your family and have a freakishly small lunch or nothing at all to eat you are considered anorexic. The list goes on and on.

I grab my lunch bag my parents packed for me last night with a request of all healthy food. I walk into the Cafeteria and sit down in my usual spot at our table closest to the wall. I always sit down between my two best friends, Bebe and Red.

Bebe welcomes me with a happy smile and pulls out the latest model of the i-pod touch out of her black jeans. Bebe always has the latest models in everything and always has all the latest clothes in fashion. Maybe that is why she is the big "it" girl in South Park.

She turns it on and 2012 by Jay Sean and Nicki Manaj plays. Esther smiles from across the table and taps her index finger to the table to the rhythm.

"Good song," she mutters.

Red flips her shoulder length hair aside and shakes her head. "No way. This song sucks. Play something else bitch." She demands to Bebe.

Ever since grade six Red has always tried her best to be the next Bebe. She wears obsessive amounts of make up and spends all her money on clothes and make up. I'm still surprised she can afford to even go with us to the movies at times. Today her eyelashes are very long from being caked by mascara and her cheeks just so happen to be "rosey" today. Off her navy blue Hollister sweater that she was bragging about this morning smells a lot like this perfume I saw in an Abercrombie not long ago.

Bebe shrugs and plays Year without Rain by Selena Gomez. Another thing that Bebe always is updated on is what's hot and what's not in the music world. I really don't get how a song can be popular for like two days and then considered "old" two weeks later.

I pull out my sandwhich and I look across the table. No one is eating anything.

"Why aren't you guys eating?" I ask in confusion.

Miley rolls her eyes. "So we won't be fat for the pageant," she answers as in 'like duh!'

"That's called eating healthy and exercising." I tell them.

Bebe puts a hand on my shoulder and I notice she has painted her nails bright red last night. "You know that doesn't work Wendy,"

I slap Bebe's hand off my shoulder in disbelief of what I'm hearing. It's starving yourself that doesn't work.

"You got to be fucking kidding me!" I exclaim hoping someone will say just joking and begin eating again.

"Well look at all the models you've seen Wendy, they're all skinny not fat. Is any girl in a Covergirl commercial fat? How about in a Seventeen magazine? Are any of those girls fat?" states Powder pure seriousness in her face.

"If you want to be fat for the Pageant Wendy that's your decision not ours but don't cry if the judges don't choose you," adds Heidi.

"You're all crazy," I reply as I grab my lunch and storm away. I'm going to go sit with the boys where you are not judged that much.

Stan's Point of View

"Hey Kahl, look at Kenny's lunch! Just bread not even butter in there!" laughs Cartman as Kyle moans from beside me.

Usually we sit with the other guys at lunch by today we felt like just sitting the four of us.

"Just ignore him," I mouth to Kyle hoping fat-boy doesn't see.

"Stan?" says a voice at the side of our table. Kenny, Cartman, Kyle and I look over to see Wendy standing alone clutching a pink lunch bag.

"Yes Wendy," I reply silently praying that she won't bring up the stupid pageant again.

"Can I sit with you guys?" she asks shyly.

Cartman shakes his head and Kenny looks like he's going to explode in happiness with the fact to be sitting with a girl for lunch.

I look over at Kyle and the two of us shrug.

"Sure I guess."

Wendy smiles widely and squeezes in between Kyle and I. Awhile ago rumors got out that Kyle and I were in love with each other and since then Wendy has made sure that she gets between us at every moment she can.

Kyle's eyes grow wide and he slides down the bench of the table. "Dude you sat on me!" he yelps.

"Shut up Kahl," Cartman mutters.

"Fuck you fat-ass!" he yells back.

Uh-oh not again. I am sick and tired of them fighting over the stupidest things every single day. I give both of them a warning look hoping they get the message.

Cartman surprisingly gets the message and changes the topic. "We are bringing Butters to the mall on Saturday to get him ready for the Pageant, anyone want to come?"

Kenny raises his hand showing that he wants to go with. I'm not really sure why it sounds lame to me.

Wendy gasps. "Oh my God Stan we should totally do that! Can Stan and I come with you on Saturday Cartman? " Wendy asks in excitement.

"Wait what me? No, no, no I'm not going to the mall!" I protest but no one seems to hear.

"Sure it will be fun!" Cartman says with a smirk.

"Say anything about this Cartman, I swear I will.." I threaten but is cut-off by Wendy slapping my leg.

"Of coarse it will be a blast!" she says. Is Wendy really having a conversation with Cartman without them having a fight? Huh a new record.

"Saturday it is!" confirms Cartman with an evil stare darted towards me. His brown eyes like bullets getting ready to make me miserable.

"Great!" Wendy screams with a grin and looks over at her friends who are singing along to Just the Way you Are by Bruno Mars.

"Cause girl you're amazing just the way you are!" they sing and scream at the same time.

"It's on bitches." She whispers so silently that it could have been the wind.

"Kahl you are coming with us on Saturday," says Cartman breaking the moment.

"Wait what?" Kyle exclaims in shock.

"Come on Kahl we all know how much you just love the mall,"

"No I don't fat-ass!" screams Kyle in defense.

It's going to be a long few months until this pageant is over and forgotten about.

Hope you loved it! Please review I really like that! Happy Thanksgiving in Canada! Love you all, Bramblestar.