The bell rang, signaling the end of class. As you walk to your locker to put your book away, Stan walked up to you.
"Yo, dude." He said. You turned to face him.
"I saw you eyeing Jessica. I'd stay away man, she's a total slut." He told you. You tilt your head.
"Look, like who you want, but she already has like... eight bodies! Six were from freshmen year!" He exclaimed. You smirked.
"Sick, dude." He sighed, walking away.
You close your locker, and Jimmy appeared.
"J...Jes...Jessica, eh?" He stuttered. You shrug.
"Nice." He chuckled, hobbling away.
You scratch your head as you go to find your second period. You find it... right as the bell rings. Miss Choksondik slammed the door in your face.
"Tardy! Go get a slip!" She yelled through the door.
"Skank." You mutter.
You find the office, and Ms. Stevenson sees you.
"You must be Y/N." She says. You nod, looking at her. Holy shit she's hot.
"I'm the other counselor... I assume Mr. Mackey's given the whole speech?" You signal, "sort of".
"Right. Well, us counselor's are here to listen to student's, about home problems, school drama, their mental health, anything. We can also keep secrets, so don't be scared that other staff, students, or even your parents will hear about it." She explains. You nod, focused on every word... liar.
"Anyways, what did you need?" She asks you. You hesitate.
"Tardy slip." You say.
"Ah, the boy does speak," She giggles.
"Here." She fills out the slip and hands it to you.
"Get to class, Y/N." She says.
You nod and walk back to class.
"Now I know none on you like icebreakers, so screw them, we're not doing it. But, I would like to take roll, and when you hear someone's name, try to find the person it belongs to." She says.
"Kyle?"
"Here!"
"Eric?"
"Mhm."
"Nichole?"
"I'm here!"
"Y/N?"
'Shit.'
You raise your hand up.
"Okay, I see you, but speak up next time."
"Monica?"
Silence.
"Monica Ryland?"
"Oh, here!"
After a while, roll ends, and Miss Choksondik slams a math textbook on everyone's desks.
"This will be our books for the rest of the year. Do. Not. Lose. Them. Looking at you Eric." Miss Choksondik says.
Class ends and you slug your math book down the stairs, to your locker. Jessica finds you and walks over.
"Hey! You're, Y/N, right?"
You nod.
"You have a cute name." She says, her cheeks turning slightly pink. You squint your eyes.
"Well, I just wanted to say, if you ever need a partner for something in English, I'm always an option." She tells you. You nod, and give her a thumbs up.
"Okay, well, see you around!" She walks away. You watch her butt as she walks. Her jeans do her justice.
Third period drags by. Your class is full of mouth breathers, and the teacher, Mr. Garrison, might be a lunatic. During lunch, you sit with Stan, Kyle, Kenny and Eric. Eric gives you the cold shoulder, but the others try to let you into the conversation. For PE, the teacher... or, coach, is Coach Miles. Everyday everyone must meet in the locker room, change, and line up in the gym. Simple.
Your fifth period, science, is a doozey. First, the teacher, Ms. Ellen, is a snack. All the boys, including you, stare at her all period. You know a few people in the class, Kyle, Kenny, Craig, Clyde, Jessica, Wendy and Bebe. By sixth period, you're worn out. Your elective is Shop, with Mr. Adler. He gives some speech about how tired he is with kids "screwing around", which may or may not be a shop pun. Butters, Heidi, Jenny, Lola, Stan, Eric and Wendy populate the class.
Finally, the final bell rings, and you start the semi long trek home. As you walk, Jenny catches up to you. She's good looking, nice breasts. She smiles as she greets you.
"Hi! I'm Jenny, we have Shop together." She says. You nod.
"So um... I don't know much about shop... if I ever need help... would you help me?" She asks, batting her eyelashes.
'In a heartbeat.'
You nod.
"Cool, thanks!" She runs off to meet up with her friends.
Maybe being the new kid won't be so bad after all.
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South Park x Male Reader
FanfictionYou have caught the attention of the girls of South Park.