Southpark Stick Of Heros

Chapter 3

I finally finished my costume.

I'm so freaking proud of it! It's super cool, but I can't wear it yet, cause it's time for bed. It took me a really long time to complete. It looks a lot like 'Mysterions' costume except its all black with no words or symbols. Just a hooded cape, and full body suit. It's a little baggy. I don't really like masks, so I'm using my hair to cover most of my face.

Grandma and I moved here at the perfect time too. Next week is fall break. Convenient right? Today was Wednesday, so that means I have two more days till fall break. Then I can be a villian, make some money, and help with bills for Grandma.

I hop into bed and fall asleep.

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*Ding*

My alarm goes off.

I get up, and turn my alarm off.

"This is going to be a long two days waiting for fall break."

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Author is really lazy right now, and doesn't want to do filler, so shes skippin' to friday an hour before skewl ends.

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School is almost over. I'm excited. I will finally be able to stay up all night being a villain, and make money to help with the bills.

Grandma is starting to look more, and more stressed everyday. I really want to help her.

Cartman is also getting worse, and worse. He's so annoying. He's been getting all up in my face, calling me names, and just being a general dick.

"The new bitch is a fucking dumbass." I hear Cartman say to his friends.

I roll my eyes. This isn't new. He rants about how much he hates me everyday since I got here to his friends, and at this point I'm pretty sure his friends just ignore him.

Right now though, the teacher is gone which means trouble for me.

When the teacher is here he acts like normal, but when the teacher is gone he targets me. It's like I have a giant red target on my back. It's really frustrating.

I feel something hit my back at that moment. My eye twitches. Give a guess as to who threw that.

I look back at Cartman, and glare. He just gives an innocent face. I growl. He's such a dick. How can everyone live with him? I've heard lots of stories of things he has done. All of them are bad.

I turn forward, and keep drawing. 'Just ignore him.' I keep telling myself.

I keep feeling things be thrown at my back though, which is hard to ignore. I turn back to Cartman and say, "Could you stop that fatass?"

He just gives an innocent smile. The teacher comes back in the class, and the class gets quiet.

I look back at Cartman and see him stab himself with a pencil into his arm.

Not enough to bleed, but enough to leave a mark. His eyes start watering.

"What are you doing dumbass?" Kyle asks. Cartman ignores him. Stan just looks at Cartman with a confused face.

'What is he planning?' I ask myself.

He gets up to go to the teacher. Mr. Garrison just looks at him. "What Eric?" Mr. Garrison asks.

I furrow my eyebrows. 'Is this motherfucker about to blame me!?'

"Waaaa! (Y/n) stabbed me with her pencil, *sniff* and called me a fatass!! Waaaah!" He starts crying while shaking violently.