The Poor Boy

3

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Uugghhh........BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I roll over and turn off my alarm clock, then I get up and walk to the bathroom. I brush my teeth. I look in the mirror. HOLLY JESUS BALLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's today!The party is today! I group text the boys to see if everything is in order.

 Me-Fat Ass, Kyle, Kenny, Stan- Are you guys coming to the party today?

 Kyle- Totally!

 Kenny- Will there b 7 mins in heaven? ;P

 Stan- So excited!!!!!

 Fat Ass- This is gunna be so lame

Me-Fat Ass, Kyle, Kenny, Stan- Try to wear something fancy

Stan- Its one of those kind of party's?

 Fat Ass- Kenny's poor as shit! Hahahah

Kenny- Shit head's right. I don't have fancy clothes

 Kyle- Kenny can barrow some of my clothes

 Me-Fat Ass, Kyle, Kenny, Stan- Thnx guys! I really appreciate it

I told them all the details and everything. This is going to be so fun! I've never, and I mean NEVER had an actual friend. Let alone that we would actually hang out. I walk down stars to meet an atrocious site. Jenkins, my mother's wardrobe manger and tailor, was getting attacked by my mothers cat, Fe Fe!

"Jenkins! Oh, my god are you okay?!?!" I shrieked as I ran over to tend to his wounds. He was bleeding really bad and his suit was completely ruined to the point that a skilled tailor couldn't even fix.

"Kathy! Why are you wasting your time on Jenkins? He is a grown man, he is perfectly capable of helping himself! And you MUST get ready for the party! I don't want you to embrace your father and I, AGAIN." She said sternly, like she didn't even insult me, like she was just giving me her ever so appreciated "Motherly Advice"

I go up to my room to be warmly greeted by Mrs. Kay, my wardrobe manager. I tell her about my mother and how she completely ignored Jenkins's problem. She just shook her head and said, "One day, those people will get whats coming to them." She dressed me in an expansive dress that had a split that ran all the way to my hip. A bit reveling if you ask me. Not to mention the fact that is is cold as balls and I spend all of my time outside.

5:00 came around faster than I expected. The first to arrive was my mother's boss and his wife. Then a group of chatty women came in, acting as if this home is theirs'. After a while I get nervous. I stair out of my window, looking at the people below. I count the minuets 'til I see a mini van pull into the driveway.

It's them! It's them! I see all the boys spill out of the car. I ran as fast as I could, in high heels anyway, to the door. George opened the door for me and I ran out and went up to the boys. I was so excited I didn't even notice the people outside giving me looks. Yeah, I'm not exactly "proper" in the eyes of others.

"Hey guys! I'm so glad you all came!" I greeted them happily. Their eyes' were so big and wide as they took in the site before them. I completely forgot that most, and I mean almost everybody, doesn't like in a fuckin' mansion. I hope they don't treat me differently.

Cartmen was the first to speak up. "Holy shit, guys, I have found my heaven.''