We arrive at the 'old, but new' house. When I get out of the truck I take a deep breath and groan
"it still smells like cow shit and weed here." I mutter while looking at my mom, she just sighs; thats all she ever seems to do nowadays.
"Things will be different now" those words she said to me keep replaying in my head like a broken record.
It's the middle of summer, kids running rampant and screaming. As kids do.
I take another deep breath, and South Park air fills my lungs, I immediately feel like throwing up.
I shuffled off to go open the back of the truck and unpack my things, just as I put my hands on the latch of the door I heard a voice come from behind me, "Holy shit" I wanted to recognize it but I just couldn't, "he's back!" I freeze in my tracks. Who is that? I hesitate to turn around, maybe if I don't respond they won't think it's actually me, its a stupid thought but it might just work; no, the people here are idiotic but not that dumb, right?
I held my breath and bit the bullet, i turned around and there he was, just some random fucking middle schooler talking to his friends; I guess one of them just got back from summer camp, fucking stupid.
I did feel a rush of relief come over me however, I don't feel like interacting with some old buddies just yet, definitely don't have the mental for that at the moment. I continue to open the truck and gather my things, just keeping myself distracted.
School starts in two weeks, so i have 14 days to prepare myself for the psychological torture I'm about to face.
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Whats the deal? SouthPark Fanfiction
FanfictionA south park fanfiction, Cartman moved away, the gang split up. Cartman and his mom had issues with the town they were in and decide to move back. When moving back, Cartman realizes how much has changed. (This story takes place 6 yrs in the future)
