Stan x Reader

Scheduling!

    Today I decided to bring in some treats. Yesterday, I took the hours at night to early minutes of the morning making cookies and cupcakes. I also attempted to make a cake called 'tres leches', which actually resulted to being very tasty. I wrapped up a LOT of them. I made around 500 of them last night. There weren't a lot of kids in the school, but there weren't as little either. I made enough so there should be extras for anyone that can have dibs on them first. I also made some for my mom, she deserves it after making all these sacrifices for me instead of giving me up like my dad.

    Making it into the bus would be hard. What if kids started taking some? I have no idea how sneaky these kids could be, so I took my mom's pick up truck to school. I had 2 big baskets with small wrapped treats inside each bag. As soon as I got to the school, the announcements came on.

    'Would everyone please form a single file line in the student parking lot. Thank you' A swarm of kids ran outside to see my 2 big bags of sweets.

    "Holyyy F^ck." Cartman. Be the amount he ate from the hospital, I could tell not even eating these two bags wouldn't be enough for him.

I unloaded the truck and started passing some out, the last few people were the girls and behind them were Eric's group and Craig's group. I give the girls each an extra gift basket because they've been nothing but loving since I've moved here. I give each girl a hug as they wait for their turn in line. Last people were the boys. I hand everything out and I also thank them as a group for accepting me into this school.

     "It's no problem new kid, and it was SUPER nice of you to get everyone else one too, I didn't know you could make so many in such a short amount of time!" I thanked Wendy for the complement, it was really hard, some of the cookies were cooked on top of a fire place since the oven was busy. I wonder why everyone was being so nice to me even though I caused a relationship of a few years to shatter. I feels so bad for Wendy because it seems like she worked so hard just to even talk to Stan.

    I rounded the truck behind the school into a spare sparking spot, I locked the truck and walked inside, already there being wrappers on the floor. Eric was asking if I had anymore, I said no because I brought enough for everyone to have one, but then I remembered that some of the teachers declined theirs so I'd give him those during lunch. The thing that worries me, is that I don't know how much my mom and I will be held back on bills after what I just did for the entire school. That's hundreds maybe thousands of dollars being put into those treats, how would we be able to keep up now?

     A voice knocked me out my thought, the announcements came on. 'Everyone make sure that you thank our new student for the lovely and delicious treat they brought in for us today!' A group of 'thank you's' surrounded the room. "It's no problem! I should be the one thanking you guys for accepting me here, it wasn't as easy back where I lived." Some of the girls got a little bit angered at that statement, I could tell why.

I could feel threatening stares from some of the girls that finished eating their treats, so I change the subject. "So, how are the treats? I ran low on flour so their a little moist, but their better then being dry!" I broke a sweat from the tension radiating off Wendy.

"These are delicious! You should run a restaurant with the skills you have." Kyle had bits of food coming out his mouth, Bebe didn't care that he was complementing my cooking, she was just staring at his ass. I'll never know what goes through her head.

I've had a lot of trauma and experiences at my old school. I was almost kicked to death, a kid just sit in the back of the classroom with a gun in his hand, some girls threw darts at me, someone brought BB guns to school and started shooting everyone inside, our teacher got sent to the police for grooming a junior in the high school, and more to mention. If anything occurs here, it can't be as bad as what happened then. If it is, I'm ready.

I heard the school bell ring meaning I could go home. 2nd day in, I've had so much fun and despair that it's taken everything out of me. My mom walked to the school to take the truck to go pickup our new beds, so I have to wait by the bus stop with Eric's group. I walked over and their voices follow me, I could hear them talking about someone, I think Wendy? I could imagine that they were still comforting Stan about the whole incident at school yesterday. I'd need cheering up if I had broken up with someone of a few years.

    I wait by the bus stop standing next to Kyle. We were talking about the next quiz for history, I was so stressed because history is NOT my strongest subject. If anything it's the one thing that's been weighing down my grades. If I don't pass this class, I'm going to have to retake it. But then again, this quiz is just testing us on how much we already know from last year. Our conversation was cut off by the loud screeches of the bus coming to a halt. I'm going to have to get used to that.

    I rubbed the my eye bags and carried myself off the bus, I could hardly stay awake after the past few days. I hated energy drinks and coffee in general, so I resorted to ice cream, I can't stand the thought of biting it. Shivers ran up and down my spine just thinking about it. Maybe I should wear something more open tomorrow? Maybe that'll keep me awake, I love sleeping in the cold, I get to use my warm blanket and still use a cold pillow. The heat would send my electricity bill through the roof from how long I leave the fan on during the summer.

    I almost tripped out the bus because Eric had tripped me, what an ass. Then again, this is what I'm gonna have to get used to, maybe he'll warm up to me, maybe not, who knows! I waved the bus off as I walked up to my house, I could see my mother through the window making a cup of coffee and making some hot chocolate. She got my favorite type too! Chocolate de abuelita, yum!! I step inside and brush my feet on the carpet before taking off my shoes and going into my room.

    "Heyy! Did you know I love you sooo much?!" She could hear my smirk. "Was that directed to me or the hot chocolate? Never mind, of course it was me! Who wouldn't love me!?" I loved my mom, she as always so enthusiastic.

     I came into the kitchen immediately to kiss my mom on the cheek and grabbed my hot chocolate and inhaled its heavenly scent. This was perfect. If I died, I'd be sad because I'd never get to taste this gorgeous drink made by the wonderful hands of my mother. I'd also never see my AOP (animal of preference) again, and I'd cry if I saw them alone.

    I laid back with my aop on my lap/next to me as I sipped my hot chocolate watching my favorite movie. I felt like I was being spoiled and I loved it. I started getting hyper and then I starred into nothing. I didn't realize my mom was calling for me until she scared me, I almost spilled my hot chocolate on my aop.

    "You gotta go to bed! You look exhausted sweetheart." She kissed my forehead. "But mom it's only 4 PM."  School was over 40 minutes ago, why sleep so early? "Your eye bags tell me that you need the sleep, I don't think you can keep this up, you'll fall behind on your school work and have to retake classes! All I'm asking is for you to take a little nap, that's all!" I starred down at my drink and took a sip, gripping the mug a little softer now. "I'll make you a deal, if you take a nap in a little, doesn't have to be now, and you sleep through the whole night, I'll take you to that buffet down town." Okay, she had me. Who could resist a buffet with the most mouth watering food?

    "Okay mom, you have me hooked, but, am I able to bring a friend along with his family? He doesn't have much and I'd like for him to taste a good meal!" I gripped my mug a little harder, I could feel my heart rate increase a little.

    "Of course! As long as you sleep and get your work done, you can bring your friend over this weekend!" Today is Wednesday, leaving me 3 days til he can really eat and not look at Eric smacking on his food wishing that was him. Him waiting to be invited over to a friend's house to be able to sneak food back to his family. This was my chance.

    "You've got a deal mom. I'll take one straight after this movie ends." She smiled excitedly as she scurried off into the kitchen. I didn't know how much my sleep schedule had effected her, I feel terrible for putting my mother on so much worry, especially from worrying about the bills. I promise I'll try to do my best mom.