Stan x Reader

Little to no space

    At this rate, I just might get a job of my own and help my mom move out of this town. Most of the kids here are kinda jerky and just brats in general. It's hard to tell who's nice and who's faking it. Most of the girls are friendly, sometimes I hear them complement me and some doubt me. I don't understand this school at all. It's like reading a book 10x above your reading level.

    "Hello new kid, my names Mr.Garrison Mkay, would you please introduce yourself to the class Mkay?" I didn't tense, I was going to be out of this school soon enough so it doesn't really matter.

    "My names (name here), I came here from (any location) and had to come here for personal reasons. I'm 16 and I like listening to music a lot. I also really love fast food."

    "Mkay! Very nice introduction (name), theres an extra desk by Stan over there, take a seat Mkay."

    I look over and see Stan smiling . Stan is really a sweet kid, I wonder how he ended up in a crappy run-down school like this.

    I walk over and set my backpack down and try to get into the desk. Goodness, it's like their trying to cut me. I took out a splinter from my hand, I feel someone staring from next to me. I look at Stan, he smiles at me and looks over past me. I don't look past me because I feel like I already know who's staring. Wendy's stare was cold without it meaning to be.

    "Quiet down children, time for the lesson Mkay."

-time skip.

    End of class. For now. Recess was probably my favorite part of today so far. I don't really know anyone here yet, except Stan of course. Speaking of Stan, he waved me over to come with him and his friends. There's that boy in the red sweater again, the one I saw on the bus today.

    "Hey new kid, these are my friends. Kenny, Kyle, that's Butters over there, Jimmy, Timmy, Tolkien, and you remember Eric right?" How could I forget.

    I smile and wave at them all. Butters seems like a nice kid, definitely trying his best to fit in, poor kid.

    "Oh boy! A new friend! You sure are pretty! We don't get a lot of people like you here." I flush a light pink, I smile at Butters, he really is a sweet person.

Eric gives and eye roll at him, it's like he wants to punch butters or yell at him, but something holds him back. I wonder what's holding him at bay

    "We haven't been getting a lot of girls around our group, aside from the popular girls. You've met Wendy right?" I nod. Kyle sounds like someone I've met before. I'm not sure.

    "What brings you here?" I couldn't really hear Kenny that well with his sweater covering his mouth, it's like hearing a party from inside your room when your trying to sleep.

    "I came here with my mom for personal reasons, it's not to big a deal though, I'm still getting used to the school. I think someone's already mad at me"

    "Mad at you? Already? You haven't even been here for 3 hours and someone already hates you? You'd have to do something pretty bad in order to have an enemy already." I agree with Kyle, I don't know what type of relationship Stan and Wendy have, but it must be pretty close.

A boy wearing all blue walks over. Another kid whos hair looks like it's been through hell wearing a green shirt follows behind.

"Hey you guys." His voice sounds like he's sick, maybe a cold?

"Hey Craig, meet the new kid. Her names (your name), she just moved here from (any place), isn't that cool?"

"Cool. This is Tweek by the way." I look over, he looks like he's been through so many anxiety attacks. Poor thing probably has social anxiety.