Kenny's POV
It's been five years since I've seen the snowy white ground. It's been five years since I've seen the mountains. Just yesterday I was released from prison, I spent five years in that penitentiary, five fucking years. I'm but minutes away from my home town, I used what money I had to bus home. It hasn't changed much since I got arrested, it's still a shithole but hey, it's my shithole. Greetings with my parents were uneventful due to them partially disowning me but even still I was really happy. I unpacked my bag and started to reclaim my room (which had been used for storage while I was gone.) The next morning I made my way out the door and to school I went. "School, I mumble to myself." I still remember all my old friends Kyle, Stan, and Cartman. I wonder how much they've changed. The idea of Cartman being skinny makes me chuckle to myself. I-I wonder if they'll even talk to me after what I've done, I mean I only got arrested for possession but some little shits ratted me out to the cops and unfortunately that seemed to be enough proof to further investigate my case. I was sentenced to 3 years for trafficking however my temper may or may have not landed 2 extra. Either way, there was one person in particular that I had been waiting for. Butters. Every time I think about him I get a high no opioid could ever give me. Baby blue eyes with soft blonde hair, platinum at the roots. and his smile, that cute little smile. I would fucking kill for that smile. My fantasies are promptly interrupted as I hear the voices of the boys, excited smiles and gestures made me feel welcome as I approached the three lads waiting there for me. "Kenny where have you been dude!?" Kyle shouts as he brings me in for a hug. "It's a long stor-" my sentence is cut off by the screeching tires of a yellow bluebird bus. Nostalgia comes rushing back to me as I board, the bus driver glares at me without saying a word. I guess nothings changed after all. I couldn't see Butters on the bus because it was really rowdy, but when I got to school. My heart had skipped a beat.
