Kenny McCormick x Male Reader!

CHAPTER FUCKING ONE :)

What's that feeling you get when you step into the wrong place and you get pounded because of it? Because that's kinda the vibe I'm getting right now. Walking into the South Park elementary halls for the first time is fucking horrifying. I don't know if it is the lack of understanding from the amount of Lil Darkie and Kxllswxtch blasting in my ears from my headphones, or how everyone pauses what they're doing to stare at me like I am a fucking Disney princess or what, but I am scared shitless right about now.

I hunch a bit and rush around a group of guys in beanies to get to my newly assigned locker. They too stare at me, i get shivers looking at them from the corner of my eye before i want to take my headphones off. But, regardless, I need to. Fuck social anxiety! I take em off and stuff them into my open bag before shoving the whole thing into my locker. Pulling some school supplies out, i zip it up and close the metal door infront of me.

"*in audible muffling*"

I turn towards the guys beside me. I catch a shiver again and shake my hands anxiously. I didn't understand what he said though, so i gotta ask. "What?" I say, clutching my three subject notebook and pencil pouch. "He said, 'who the fuck are you?'" One of the others say back. He's dressed in green with one of those silly floppy ear looking hunter hats on. "O-oh, I'm new, sorry."

I didn't know why I'm apologizing, but maybe I scared them or something-I don't fucking know! It's just the respectful thing to do I guess. Wait... Do I look scary? I know i didn't brush my hair or anything but- "Your name, Dumbass." Blurted the one with a red jacket.

My shaking hands fall from my (H/C) hair. "Its just... Uh- (Y/N)! I'm (Y/N) (L/N) and I just moved in here at South Park with my dad. H- hi?" The fat one in red that kinda looked like gen alpha santa peers at me and hums. He rubs his chin and sighs. "Guys, I think he's just one of those- you know... *side characters*" he mouthed the last part. "Oh shut up fatass!" The one in green yelled back. I smirk and the one in orange looks at me and giggles. "Oi shut up!" The fatass yells at me, making me laugh even harder. He rolls up his notebook and goes to hit me like a dog but the one in blue pushes him. "Come on Cartman, of course he going to laugh at a fat joke!"

That gets him a hit instead. "Im not FAT STAN! Meeeeeeh!"he hits him again and starts to half run away. "See you all in class assholes!"

"Sooo... Cartman? What's your guises names?" I ask, wiggling like crazy from that close encounter. I feel bad seeing the one in blue rub his head from that, even if he's still smiling. "I'm Kyle"

"Stan."

"*muffle*!"

"He said Kenny." Stan repeats for him. "*more muffled sounds*?" Kenny rambles out, Stan repeating it for him once more. "He said he's wondering if you wanna come play basketball after school. He said that he found a really nice ball the other day that's like brand new, as long as you play of course." I nod, "sure, I'm already done unpacking, plus I've got noting else to do."

Kenny nods, making an 'okay!' Sound. I catch Kyle looking at the clock on the wall, he looks back at us three and speaks. "You guys, we've only got a few minutes until the bell rings! Come on!"

He speed walks down the hall, us not too far behind him.

Class was okay- to say the least. I mean- It was kinda annoying how a lot of the others wouldn't shut the fuck up- especially Cartman. He would make the most random ass jokes and sometimes they were kinda pervy and gross, but a decent amount of people still thought his fatass was funny. Weird.

Recess is awkward. It didn't feel right to hang out with anybody i met yet, so I'm just sitting on the monkey bars watching the clouds. But, after a hot minute, i heard the clanking of somebody else on them too. I look to my right and see Kenny climbing up. He waves and muffles out a "hi" as he reaches the top beside. He's close enough i can make out the majority of what he's saying, which is enough to understand him when he asked, "What're you doing (Y/N)?" I sigh and lean back on the bars, my hands at the back of my head for comfort. "Watching the clouds... Kinda bored." I say. "Hm."

He lays next to me and starts watching too. He points one out. "A bunny!" He says. I smile, thinking of what else it could be. "Nah, Kenny, that looks more like a chick with saggy tits." He giggles. The rest of recess was pretty much like that, kinda nice. Damn, now that i think about it- cloud watching is kinda gay...whatever, who gives a fuck- i don't, yep- yeah- i do not...