𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇. [y/n] [l/n] had to move back to southpark after leaving due to personal problems. she didn't expect to be popular in a short amount of time.
let's hope it goes well for her.
published : 28.07.2024
finished : ???
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❝ The love you said you had, it sometime showed Oh, I guess that's just the way things go ❞
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you quickly walked to your second class, the bell ringing right as you did so.
you sighed in relief. you made it on time.
"not bad for your second week.!"
you looked up, scowling once you realized it was just eric.
"go away fatass. i'm not helping you with the map again." you shoo him away. which didn't work..!
eric rolls his eyes. "shut uhp, nerd." he flips you off and walks to his assigned table.
"what a bitch.." you mumble under your breath, slinging off your backpack onto the floor.
the teacher walked up to you, handing you a paper and instructed you to pass it out to the classroom.
'bro.' you deadpan at the amount of students that were watching you walk around the class. what the hell dude.
you knew eric said the students were weird but you didn't think they were THIS weird to the point you had to walk in on someone jerking off in the empty music class you accidentally went inside instead of your history class.
you cringed at the memory. you were going to take a long warm shower when you get home to wash off that shit off your mind.
you walked back to your seat, and you weren't planning to leave this seat until class was over either.
fuck all these people. eric too. and that teacher too. including all the maps and posters hung on the wall. and that damn earth globe whatever you fucking call it.
this class was easy but working with the people in your class weren't easy. especially because you sat in the front, with the weird kids, AND you couldn't use your phone secretly..
you put an airpod in your ear, using your hair to cover it. music always helped you calm down.
the teacher silenced the class, waiting until they finished yapping before speaking. "alright kids, since we're moving onto a new unit soon, i was thinking we should start a project to sum up the unit we just finished."
he pulled up the assignment, making your jaw drop. TWO PROJECTS IN ONE WEEK AND ON YOUR SECOND DAY??
aw hell nah.
the rest of your classmates seemed to agree with your thoughts, because they all immediately started groaning and complaining that they had enough projects to do.
now you were starting to feel glad you were doing the introduction instead of the project..
the teacher chuckled at their complaints. "well.. it's the test or the project." that immediately silenced the students. queen behavior!
"i know we have a few new students, and this project will be easy, you just need to choose which president you want to do from the topics we learned in this unit. i'll be passing out the summary packet for you guys."
he briefly explained. this is like.. something you did back in 7th grade. but you weren't complaining since it meant getting a easy A.
as he said he would, he passed out the summary packet. it was about four pages long but it didn't seem to be that hard.
"and if you want, you guys can work in partners."
that sentence bought chaos in the classroom the moment it left the teachers mouth.
"QUIET DOWN! don't make me regret this decision! and you cannot copy off each other, and choose different presidents!" he eyed a specific group when he said copying, and you smiled when you saw it was eric's table.
"understand?"
"yes!" all of you guys said in unison, mr. spaghetti nodding in approval.
"you guys may move seats now. remember my warning."
you stayed in your seat, not planning to work with anyone. this was such an easy project for you.
but all that plan was tossed away when eric sat in front of you.
you squint your eyes and frown. "why the hell are you sitting here?" you ask him, hoping he wasn't going to say what you thought he was going to.
"what else do yew think? to work togetheh of course!" he exclaims, making you groan.
"no thanks! i want to be a lone alpha on this one!" you smile and put both your airpods on.
but eric wasn't going to take a 'no' that easily. he closed your chromebook, making you flinch when his scary, ugly face suddenly appeared.
"what the hell?! leave me alone bro!" you slap his hand away from your chromebook.
mr. spaghetti raised a brow at you and eric. "are you two partners?"
"n-" "YES!"
he nods at eric. "get to work you two. stop arguing or i'll deduct points off."
"sorry, sir.." you mumbled, glaring at eric, who was grinning.
mr. spaghetti walked to the other side of the room, giving you time to scold the fatter.
"eric why the fuck would you say yes?!" you hiss at him. you REALLY wanted to work alone and this fatass was going to drag you down.
he only rolled his eyes and gave a taunting smirk in response.
"keep rolling your eyes and maybe you'll find a brain back there!" you throw your eraser at him, making him yelp.
"eric and [y/n], are we going to have a problem?" mr. spaghetti's voice rung from the other side of the room, making you and eric tense up.
"no, sir." you both reply in unison.
"then act like it!"
you sigh angrily. your glare darkened when they landed on eric.
"you owe me more."
you might get called dramatic for how you're acting, but this was eric cartman we're working with!
and this kid does EVERYTHING but do his school work.
