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#1 - "MS. CRABTREE, MS. CRABTREE, MS. CRABTREE,"

Connor

I groan as I here my mother call me from downstairs.

"You better get up right this instant missy! I'm not gonna be very happy if your late of your first day,"

I roll my eyes as I roll out of my bed. Today was going to be hell. My parents made me move to South Park. All because of some stupid building opening up so they could have their "Jenna's Tea" store set up.
Who the fuck is Jenna anyway?
I pull myself off of the floor. I look around in my closet to try and find something decent.
Then my anxiety hit my hard,
"OH NONONONOONONNOOOO. I CANT DO THIS MAN! I- ITS WAY TOO MUCH."

"Sweetie are you okay?"

I take a deep breath in, calming myself, "Sorry mom, yeah."

After stressing myself out I finally picked what I bought was acceptable.
I rushed downstairs eager to have my tea this morning.
Okay so maybe I talked shit about my parents tea company but like... tea is really really good.

"Good morning Cierra,"

"Hello father," I replied to him with no emotion. My dads way to serious about stuff.

"Here you go hub, I packed you a lunch for today," I picked out the lunch box she had prepared for me. Brought it over to my red bookbag and stuffed t in, not wanting to carry it to school in my hands.

"Oh sweetie, I have a surprise for you...,"

I could only imagine what it could be. Oh god, whAT IF SHES GONNA SEND ME AWay? Oh wait... no that's the milk man.

"Your friends Brian, Jakob, and Gwen moved here to South Park as well. And I think they go to the same school as you?"

My eyes light up as I hear their names. I thought I would never see them ever again!
I got up and rushed out the door with my backpack following behind me, my hands attached to it.
I arrived soon at the bus stop to see my two- sorry, three friends standing waiting for the bus. But Gwen's an asshole.

"Guys, looks like the Jewish Communist," Gwen spoke with hatred in her voice.

"Nice to be seeing you too Moore-lyn,"

Brian covered his mouth trying not to laugh at the nickname I gave Gwen.

"It's not funneh Brehien!"

"Dude, it's fucking, hilarious," Brian said to her.
Gwen's face turned red with anger.

"Well- well forget you Jews, I'm going-", before she could finish her sentence the school bus pulled up.
The bus driver looked messed up in the head.
"SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP,"

Brian had taken a seat next to Jakob and I really didn't wanna sit by Gwen.
So I took a seat next to this twitchy kid.

"Waddup?"

"O- oh Jesus. I DONT KNOW YOU. WHAT IF YOU TRY TO KILL ME OH- GAH!", he yelled pulling on his hair.

"Okay then...", I was silent.

I just came up with the best idea.

"Excuse me twitchy but what's the bus drivers name?", I asked trying to sound as polite as possible.

"Oh- gah! H- her names Ms. Crabtree,"

Alright, time to make this a lot more fun.

"Ms. Crabtree, Ms. Crabtree, Ms. Crabtree, Ms. Crabtree," I start shouting at the top of my lungs. A lot of people stare at me until Brian picks it up and continues the chant.

"MS. CRABTREE, MS. CRABTREE, MS. CRABTREE,"

A lot of the bus had joined in at this moment.

"SIT DOWN AND BE QUIET, OR ILL PULL THE BUS OVER,"

Not wanting her to pull the bus over I sit back down and stop yelling. Zoo much for that.

We just pulled up at the school.