Chapter 3

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(I changed their age to 15, hope you don't mind)

Author-chan is too lazy to write what you did the rest of the weekend...

(Y/N's) POV
My alarm went off, and I woke up. I didn't budge. "Why me?" I groaned, rubbing my eyes. Mondays are so terrible. I slowly sat up and saw my reflection in the mirror across the room. "Holy shit!" I mumbled to myself.
                          My hair was so frizzy and EVERYWHERE. I got out of bed and tried to straighten (or curl if your hair is already straight) my hair. After it was good enough for me, I put on some acid washed jeans and a light blue hoodie. Then, I went downstairs to eat breakfast.
               Later it was time for me to go to school. As I was walking, I heard distant jeering. "You're so gay, and no one likes you!" Then I heard crying. As I walked forward I heard it louder. I looked around an ally and saw Cartman and a boy with brown hair and a red jacket making fun of a boy with blonde hair and a teal sweater.
           "Hey! Leave him the fuck alone!" I yelled. The two boys froze, before running off. I stared at the boy with blonde hair. I had been bullied before, and it made me feel bad when I saw others being bullied. "Are you okay?" I questioned him. He wiped the tears off his face, then replied, "I-I'm fine."
            "Do you go to South Park High?" I asked. He shook his head. "I used to, but I kept getting bullied, so I moved schools, oh and I'm Butters, what's your name?" He said. "Well, I'm (Y/N), and if anyone ever bullies you, I'll be here for you." I told Butters. We exchanged numbers, and went our separate ways.

Butters POV
I glanced at the piece of paper with (Y/N)'s number on it, and blushed. She was kind of cute. But I have no real experience with girls. Maybe we could be like... good friends. I haven't had any friends since Pip moved back to France.

This chapter absolutely sucks -_-

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