Meeting Them (2)

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Y/n POV

It's the next day and my whole freaking body hurts because yesterday I was doing so much cleaning and moving but today I get to take a look around my new neighborhood and I'm so excited.

I took money from my wallet and convinced my mom to let me take a look around by myself since I knew this was a small town.

(Time skip)

I walked around the small town observing everything and it wasn't much it was just a normal town like any other.

But besides that, it was very cold for summer. That was quite odd.

I saw a store and walked in nervously because I didn't know if I was ready to order stuff by myself.

I skipped over to the back of the store observing the drinks and snacks but one very snack caught my eye 'Chezzy poofs huh?' I thought as I grabbed them without a care in the world.

Honestly, I didn't mind trying new stuff since I was so picky.

After I was done getting my stuff I put them in a bag and continued my journey until I met a group of about four boys all together hovering over each other staring at something behind a wall of glass.

'Hhmm I wonder what they're looking at?' I asked myself as I walked closer. They were staring at a television behind the glass.

"Oh dude, they're making a new Terrence and Philip movie!" One of the boys said. He looked about my age with an Orange jacket on and a green ushanka hat that would lay on top of his head.

The boy had a genuine smile carved into his face and for some reason real it made me feel happy. Seeing others happy always made me happy.

"The hell are you looking at hoe?" Another boy in the group spat rudely.

He looked chubbier than the others so my brain just kept saying 'kill the fatass' over and over again. I was begging for it to stop but it's like it was it's own person.

He had a red jacket on with a blue hat with a yellow pom-pom that stood on top of the hat like whipped cream on top of a milkshake.

"Oh, um nothing sorry," I replied as I grew uncomfortable, and my heart started beating faster and faster at the situation.

"Dude! Seriously? Leave her alone! You're always starting problems!" The boy with the green ushanka defended me.

The boys started arguing at each other back and forth like an old angry couple. I just stood there awkwardly questioning myself if I should leave or not.

I was pulled from my thoughts when a boy from the group walked up to me "Hey, sorry for those two they always fight. And Carman's an asshole. I'm Stan Marsh, what's your name pretty girl?"

I blushed at the compliment and smiled while avoiding eye contact "Thank you, I'm Y/n L/n, but please just call me by Y/n or my Middle name. (If you don't have a middle name then just ignore the last part)

I then wondered who Carman was. Maybe it was the boy in red who was being rude to me.

"Nice to meet you Y/n, but if I may ask what's your middle name?" The boy questions (You can ignore this part as well)

"Can't tell you that yet, I'll only tell you if we get closer," I tell him proud of where the conversation was going (You can ignore this too 😭)

"Well, I hope to get to know you better." He states "Me too." I said as a boy pops up next to Stan.

The boy was wearing an Orange parka that was zipped up and he had his hoodie up covering his hair and most of his face.

He then muffled something under his parka and I look at him confused "He said. Hi, I'm Kenny." The boy with the green Ushanka replied.

My glance shifted to the boy who talked and my gaze softened "Ohh okay, Hello Kenny it's nice to meet you." I smiled at him as I said that.

He seems to smile back at me but I couldn't tell due to his big jacket covering his face.

"I'm Kyle." The green-hat boy talked as he held his hand out to me and I shook it "I'm Y/n L/n"
"Beautiful name there." He spoke and I smiled with a blush still holding his hand "Thank you."

He returned the favor by smiling back at me "Okay can you guys stop flirting now? I'm Carman, the hottest guy in this whole group." The guy with the red jacket said and the others rolled their eyes.

"Shut up Fatass, You are definitely not the hottest in the group," Kyle said, and Carman spoke up angrily "Ey! Shut up, you ugly Jew!" He yelled at Kyle.

They both started arguing again and I stood there again admiring Kyle. He was just so...I don't know how to explain it he was so pale but his skin looked so soft.

Now that I mention it they all looked so attractive in their own ways. Their movements, their voices, their skin, their faces, and much more.

I realized how much I was staring at them and spoke up "I think it's time for me to go now."

The two boys stopped arguing and turned to me "Aw man, I would have loved for you to keep hanging out with us." Stan said sadly.

"Yeah," Kenny said muffled but I could understand what he said.

"Well, we could invite you to hang out with us tomorrow at our place if you'd like?" Kyle said and I smiled but then I remembered I needed to confirm with my mother.

"Aw, dude hell no. I'm not letting a girl hang out with us." Carman said "Shut up Cartman. Here let's exchange numbers so we can talk more." Kyle said.

I agreed and we all exchanged numbers and said our goodbyes well except for Carman he was pretty annoyed about me but I didn't understand why.

(Time skip)

I arrived back home and told my mom about my day and then I sat on my couch scrolling on my phone until I got a notification. I clicked on the notification and it said I was added to a group chat.

You have been added to the group chat

Unknown: Hey Y/n! It's Kyle.

Unknown: Hey, it's Stan.

Unknown: What's up? It's Kenny. 😉

Unknown: Hey hoe, it's Carman. 😒

You: Hey guys! 😊

I started texting the guys getting to know them a lot more and they seemed pretty fun to talk to.

I saved their numbers and planned to ask my mom to let me go to their house to my surprise she said yes.

I was happy but then she said that we were going to the neighbors house TONIGHT.

Dammit.

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I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Sorry if there are spelling errors I wrote this while very tired.

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