It wasn't till his first day, of his last year at high school a painful realization hit him. The gang had broken up, and he no longer had a single friend in the world. Even Cartman hated him, maybe even as much as he hated Kyle. Needless to say he was dreading the thought of going to school. Absolutely nothing was appealing about being in a building where everyone loathes you. When he entered the bus, and there was at least one person in each seat already, he sighed and quickly glanced for a kind face. Butters, Tweek, even Clyde would do, but they all had friends, whom they were already with, even his brother Kevin had found a seat with Shelly. Some people were even so rude that they moved their back packs to the outer portion of the seat. Then there was Craig who was glancing out the window. Something about how he wasn't even looking made the chance of sitting next to him seem like a good idea, but he was badly mistaken. As he took his seat he heard the other sigh softly and say "why me?" under his breath. Keep calm Kenny, he is just another guy. His brain said as if trying to reinsure him self no one else's opinion mattered but his own, but it was no use, words cut deep, and made it hard to even speak, which in this case, might be a good thing. Words could only dig himself farther in trouble, and worsen how he was viewed in the others amazing eyes, if that was even possible that is.
He was sure, he was close to scum in his mind, and why shouldn't he be? He deserved all he was served, especially after all he had done.
Luckily the bus ride didn't last too long, but then came the real horror. Beyond those two doors, was his own personal hell.