Hannah POV

After the smoke with Mickey I walk to the bus stop to find the Bowling ball (Cartman I think? I'm still not sure) and get a nice new jacket. When I see the bus stop I run over.
"Have either of you seen that Tub'o'Lard?" I ask the two boys he was hanging out with this morning
"No Hannah we haven't" the one with the red and blue hat (Stan I think his name was) said
"Hey, uh- Hannah? Would you like to sit with us tomorrow? At lunch?" The other asked as I was about to walk off to find the fat faggot.
"Hmm? What? Oh! Mickey asked me that this afternoon when we were out back smoking, maybe? I dunno, sure." I said "Where does that fat fuck live?"
"He lives on Bonanza Street; his house has a door the colour of shit and the house is puke green." The one with the orange jacket said (was it Kyle?)
"Thanks" I run off to find his house.

When I reach his house I knock on his door so fast I thought my hand had fallen off. A nice middle-aged lady who I assume to be his mother answers the door.
"Hello, Is there a young boy called Cartman here?" I ask politely
"Oh you mean Eric?" She asks. I nod in reply "Well come in ah, what's your name?" she asks
"Hannah, my names Hannah"
"Well come in Hannah, I'm Liane" She said and ushered me inside "would you like a drink or a snack? Eric is in his room I'll call him down. ERIC! YOU HAVE A LADY CALLER!" she yells out as I sit on the couch "He'll be down in a minute, would you like some juice?" She asks. I decline saying my visit will be short and stand up to be prepared to yell at Cartman if needed to.
"Meeeeyhm! Meeeeeyhm! Whose here? Meyhm?" The Tub'o'Lard's voice shouts out in a really pitchy annoying tone.
"Yo! Jew-Hater! It's Popsicle Chick! Give me the money!" I yell up in reply
"No! You don't deserve it!"
"I woke up the orange-clad freak! Give me the money for a new jacket!"
"Speak kindly about your poor boyfriend! Not that you're much better!"
"Just give me the money and I'll fuck off"
"Okay, Okay! Jeez." He said. I hear a thumping noise that I presume is him coming down the stairs "God woman, if I give you $40 you can get a jacket from the mall." He said and went back upstairs. "Now get out of mah House you dumb Bitch!" He yelled out as I walked out the shit coloured door.

I decided that my best shot was to walk over to the mall and get a jacket now while I was thinking about it and when I reached the mall I was surprised (not) to see the girls there looking in this stupid shop called Stupid Spoiled Whore. I walked past and walked straight into a merch shop and straight into the men's section because I could see that that was where all the nice hoodies and jackets were. After looking at all of the jackets for 10 minutes I decided on buying an awesome Batman jacket. I went and bought it and decided to wear it straight away. I walked home.

When I reached home I went into my room and finished unpacking all my stuff. After an hour I was called into the lounge by my mother.
"Hannah darling, how was school?" She asked
"Good I guess"
"Did you ditch? Did you do anything illegal?"
"MOTHER! I did not do anything illegal! YOU did though! I CHECKED! It's illegal to take a child from custody without the child's consent! I'M STILL LEGALLY A CHILD! IN NEW ZEALAND AND IN AMERICA!
"HANNAH! HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT? YOU WANTED TO GET OUT OF THAT COUNTRY AS MUCH AS I WANTED TOO!"
"I WANTED TO TRAVEL! GO TO GERMANY! SWITZERLAND! VISIT UNCLE DARREN! FRANCE! AUSTRIA! VISIT ENGLAND WITH CHRISSIE AND MEET HER FAMILY! CHINA! JAPAN! NOT GET STUCK IN A STUPID REDNECK TOWN IN COLRADO! I WANT TO TRAVEL!" I rant at my mother as she desperately tried to defend her case.
"Hannah, please don't hate me, I just wanted to get out of there and you would have been the least reactant, I knew you would do this but remember either of your sisters would've killed me if I tried to take one of them."
"Whatever Mother" I spat out "I'm going to my room." I left for my room and didn't come out till the next morning as I was nearly late for school.

When I got to school I walked to my locker and got my books out for first period German (which I was very lucky to get a spot in the class because it is surprisingly very popular) and walked around school aimlessly for the next 45 minutes. When the bell rings I try (and almost fail) to find my German class. When I finally find my class (and being 5 minutes late to said class) I slide into the only available seat, next to Jew boy.
"Hey, aren't you a Jew?" I whisper to him as we are supposed to learn about German foods
"Yeah I am. I started taking this class last year to annoy my mother and I actually enjoyed the subject so I continued taking it." He said and wrote down the information on the board.

When the class finished I walked over to my locker and got ready for my next class. This process was repeated until lunch when Kyle finally caught up to me.
"Hey! C'mon Hannah! I'll show you where we sit!" He said and led me to their table. He seemed really excited to have me sit with his friends for lunch. When we reached the lunch room he went and lined up dragging me with him.
"Kyle I ha-"
"C'mon Hannah! We'll just get lunch and then we can sit down at the table." he cut me off
"Kyle I bought a pack-" I started again and was cut off by Stan (I think?) joining us in the line and talking to Kyle.
"Hey Ky! Did ya hear of the Dance in two weeks?" Stan asked excitedly
"Uh, yea! Stan I heard." Kyle replied instantly glowing red
"Kyle! Do you have a certain someone you'd like to ask?" Stan asked interested as we moved up the line.
"GODDAMMIT KYLE! I bought a freaking packed lunch!" I yell frustrated at him and Stan. I was hungry and wanted to eat.
"Uh, sorry Hannah I didn't know! Jeez! Just wait a moment for me to get some lunch" Kyle seemed pissed "I'm tired, I've been up all night studying for these stupid assignments and needing to kiss ass for teachers so I can get a better grade. I'm so fucking sorry dude-ah!-man-girl! What the fuck am I supposed to call you?!" He explained and then crashed like that weird kid Tweek
"Woah, woah, woah, calm the fuck down, hold up the fuck train. Call me dude I don't give a fuck. Um, yes I understand, try kissing ass at an all-girls school, I'm tired as well man, I'm having screaming matches at my mother at the moment."
"Sorry to hear about it." Stan said as he and Kyle got their food. Kyle showed me the way to the table and sat down and Stan sat next to him. Leaving the only available seat next to Kenny.
"Where's fatass?" Kyle asked as he's sat down and stared mysterious gloop on his tray.
"I dunno I haven't seen him all day" Stan said
"Maybe the weight he had finally made him drop dead" Kenny said as he eyed up Kyle's gloop of a meal
"Ha! If that's the case we'll be celebrating!" Kyle exclaimed "Kenny you can have my lunch!" He pushed his tray toward Kenny "I have a special meal prepared just for this occasion!" he ran out to his locker and five minutes later he reappeared with a sandwich in a ziplock bag with the words: CARTMAN HAS DROPPED DEAD SANDWICH.
"What's so special about that sammie?" I ask and pull my (awesome) Batman lunchbox out of my bag
"Kyle once made a really nice sandwich when he was 10 and it was the best thing he had ever tasted so he swore he would only eat them on really special occasions, like Cartman dropping dead or if he gets married to someone" Kenny explains. He lowers his voice to a whisper "I reckon he'll end up marrying Stan or maybe just running away with him to New Jersey and they'll live their lives as gay lovers, but don't tell them that" he adds and starts eating his tray of gloop.
"Okay, I won't" I start eating my Nutella sandwich and listen to the boys conversations about god knows what and adding my opinion when I can.

When lunch was over I bolted to English class (not because sitting with the boys was worrying I just needed to get to my locker before class started). When I reached my class I sit at a desk in the back of the room and ready myself with finishing my book. Mr Garrison walked in and stared at me hatefully, probably because of my episode yesterday.
"Now class I have read and marked your short pieces of work from yesterday. AND THEY ALL WERE TERRIBLE!" He paused and handed out the pieces of paper to the class "Ms Raynel" He said pausing over my desk "Your piece of writing was exceptionally dreary, please don't write about death or I'll send you to the councillor and Mr Mackey would be disappointed in seeing you there as your previous record with related topics of death and such, so here's your paper back." He went around and handed out the other peoples in the class's papers. I realised the one he gave me isn't mine.
"Uh, Sir I seem to hav-"
"Quiet Ms Raynel!"
"But Sir you gave me an ano-"
"MS RAYNEL! DO I HAVE TO GIVE YOU A DETENTION?!" Mr Garrison asked me
"No Sir." I sighed and glanced at the paper I was given. It was Kenny's. Hmm, I wonder what he wrote about. I turned over and read his paper.
…She seems cool…She reads a lot… Hannah seems really cool. Wait. I reread that last sentence: Hannah seems really cool. No one has ever said I was really cool, or even thought that, I'm told I'm rude and selfish and antisocial but never anything positive. That's probably why you seem like such a positive little motherfucker. "Fuck up you little twat." I say to myself as my mind runs into overdrive.
"Huh? Did you say something?" The kid next to me looked up, he had a blue hat on (Craig was it?)
"What? No!" I reply and look around the room for Kenny so I can give him back his paper. When I see him I scribble a quick note on his paper: Hey Mickey, you're not so fine, you're not so fine, don't blow your mind. I accidently got your paper OF COURSE I'm going to read it. Thanks for saying nice stuff dude, I'll see you on Thursday, and I don't care if you can't get the 'stuff'. H

I ran out of class as soon class finished and shoved the paper in his locker (I only knew where his locker was because by sheer coincidence his, Kyle's and mine were all next to each other). I ran to the library to finish research for a project for Media Studies. I logged onto a computer and pulled up YouTube, logged in and pulled up my playlist of favourite songs. On the list was Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds by The Beatles, Heart's All Gone by Blink-182, After Midnight by Blink-182, Up All Night by Blink-182 (there's a lot of Blink-182 on this playlist I was just naming a few) Mr. Brightside by The Killers and a few songs by Elemeno P. After plugging in my headphones and making sure no one could hear my music I opened up Google and started research for my project.
"Hannah?" Poke
"Hannah?" Poke
"Hannah?" Poke
"Goddamnit! What the fuck do you want?" I asked
"Hannah! I just wanted to ask if you want to walk home with me." Kenny mumbles out the last part
"What did you say Kenny?" I asked for Clarification.
"Do you wanna walk home with me?" he mumbled
"Dude, I can't hear you." I said giving him a blank look
"Do. You. Want. To. Walk. Home. With. Me?" He asked like I was dumb
"Why didn't you say so? You could give me a tour as well if you want; I'm avoiding my mother until needed."
"Okay…" he stared dumbstruck
"Okay! Let Us Go!" I exclaimed and logged of the computer I was on and stuffed my headphones roughly into my bag.

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A/N: Hi! I'm really happy with this chapter. It took three days to write (but I had just come back from camp and school started today so all is fair)

Till Next Time!
H.