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SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 27.
FIRST PERSON
Dad kicked me and Michael out the house for some reason, Michael seems to know because he seems extra mad at dad. We had walked around for a bit, the walk was mainly just me asking what was going on and Michael ignoring me.
We ended up at a pond. Michael was sitting down on a bench with his face in his hand, his breathing was hard almost like he was frustrated. I was sitting on the ground leaning on his leg.
"Is dad mad...?" I asked quietly, looking up at him.
Michael looked over at me, his eyes peaking though his hands. He clicked his tongue before sitting up and leaning back on the bench.
"Nothing that concerns you." He said, speaking through his teeth.
"But-" As I tried to get a another word we both heard yelling.
"Heyyyy! New kids!" An unknown voice said. I stood up sitting next to Michael, looking up at the voice I see a fat kid waving his hands he had three other people walking behind him, they looked my age.
I glanced over at Michael to see him glaring at them, he was already pissed at dad but I guess these kids made it worse. I wrapped my arms around myself already seeing the shit show that was about to happen.
"Do you need something?" Michael said standing up. The fat kid came to a stop also causing his friends to stop, he stared at Michael looking him up and down his eyes landed on his hair.
"Why do you have that streak in your hair? You fucking died or something?" The fat kid said smirking while crossing his arms.
"I don't know, why are you so fucking fat?" Michael said snapping back. The fat kid paused before his face twisted into one of anger.
"I'm not fat, i'm big boned you asshole!" He yelled before getting pulled back by a kid with a lime ushanka.
"I'm really sorry about the fat ass." He said
"I'M NOT FAT!"
"We just wanted to give a welcome to town, you know?"
I looked up at Michael noticing that he wasn't going to say anything I stepped in.
"Thanks for the welcome...um we appreciate it." I said giving a small smile. I heard Michaels phone buzz and watched as he took it out.
"Hey, you both look around our age will you be going to the high school?" The boy with the blue and red hat said.
"Uh yeah! Hopefully..." I responded, giving a tense smile.
The boy gave a questioning look before clicking his tongue. "Right my names Stan, the one with the lime ushanka is Kyle, the one with orange parka is Kenny and the fat one is Cartman."
I looked at them before nodding. "My names (M/N) and this is Michael."
He nodded humming, seemingly implanting our names in his brain. "I guess we'll see you later." He said. I could see the smile on his face he had while walking away, Kenny followed behind while waving quickly, Kyle and Cartman didn't say anything as they were still arguing.
I let a small smile grow on my face as I watch the four boys walk away. Happiness bloomed in my chest at the thought of having friends, but my happiness soon faded as I felt Michael grip my shoulder.
"Dad wants us home, now." He said in a serious tone.
I nodded slowly before following him back him. I couldn't help but get nervous at the thought of something bad happening so quickly.
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OLD AUTHORS NOTE. {Sorry this took so long. Hope you enjoyed! I also apologize for any grammar, punctuation or spelling mistakes!}
