South Park x Reader x Various (Open to Requests)

~Ugh school again pt. 3~

Your POV.

I stepped off the bus first thanking Ms. Crabtree on the way. I waited towards the side of the bus for the guys of team Stan. I smiled at everyone who got off as they said hey to me. I'm really loving this level of popularity around here~!

Finally they came off the bus greeting me as well.

"Yo" I said with hands in my pockets, smiling at them.

"Ready?" I asked. The guys nodded and we went to our lockers to put our stuff away, taking out only the necessary notebook for the class that we had next. Today we had gym unfortunately, but then again, on the bus Wendy mentioned we had home economics also that day and other classes we were in together. This school system was weird because every 2 days the schedules switch up on you apparently. I didn't even fully know my schedule but I remember that she said first was Mr. Garrison's class, then was an a gym class, art class, then lunch and lastly a home economics class for girls. That was the premise of my schedule as well since we all shared the same classes. I still think this school is better than my old one by a long shot.

I sighed closing my locker with my books in hand but then smiled brightly as I made my way to Kyle since his locker was around mine.

"Ready?" He asked this time, holding his hand out. I grasped it nodding my head. The two of us began walking to class. The bell rings just in time as everyone settles down in their seats. Mr. Garrison came up towards the center of the class clearing his throat.

"Hey kids. Today is Saint Patrick's Day!" he said happily but then changed his smile to a frown.

"It's honestly an excuse for adults to drink so theres nothing I need to teach you but of course this school wants me to touch up on the history of why we celebrate Saint Patty's day. So as a brief lesson for you all to know, It's a cultural and religious celebration held on March 17. It honors the traditional death of Saint Patrick..."

(c. AD 385–461), the foremost patron saint of Ireland. He wrote the date on the black board of the classroom.

"Now that that's out of the way and you know why we celebrate this holiday, you all must make a project relating to anything about Saint Patrick's Day. I'm giving you all the freedom to do your projects. So choose what you're going to do wisely. I'm going to choose your partners so pay close attention so that you remember who you're assigned to. Though, I don't think it'll be that difficult since you all know each other well enough...

He erased what he wrote originally on the board then was interrupted when I began gushing out loud.

"OOH a project about anything? Like we can make a fan fiction about Saint Patrick's Day and receive credit? Count me the hell in~" everyone sent a confused glare at me but I didn't mind. I always loved writing especially if it came to fan fictions. It was sort of my specialty and comfort zone aside from watching South Park when it wasn't on or I finished a season of the episode that was recorded on DVR. I mainly loved reading x reader fan fictions because I thought that being inserted in the stories were always so cool.

"I will assign who will be your partners so there are no complaints." He looked over towards Timmy first since he was all the way in the back further end of the class and started writing down who'd work with who.

No one's POV.

Timmy & Jimmy
Bebe & wendy
Red & Craig
Clyde & Butters
Cartman & Kevin
Annie & Token
Heidi & Tweek
Stan & Kenny
(Y/n) & Kyle

The class groaned again because everyone wanted to be your partner. Kyle smiled and flashed a thumbs up.

"Looks like we're partners~" Kyle said.

You smiled back. "Yay!"

Cartman coughed vigorously and in between words to you.

"You *Cough* *cough* wouldn't want to be partners with a Jew... *Cough*" Cartman yawned into a stretch but it was obviously heard by Kyle who furrowed his eyebrows annoyed with Cartman.

"You *cough* *cough* wouldn't want to be partners with a fatass either." Kyle mimicked Cartman but didn't go into a stretch. Cartman glared at Kyle intently and he glared back. You gave them a closed eyed smile and they look at you.

"Guys. The teacher picked out the partners already. No sense in arguing."

Cartman sighed. "Yeah she's right."

Everyone turned to him stunned, including you. "Cartman just admitted he was wrong?"

"what's wrong with him?" some people whispered about it. Cartman rolled his eyes. "Piss off. Seriously. I'm gonna make this the best project ever and it's going to be a continuation of the woodland critters story you all remember from Christmas~"

Many cheered including you because you'd experience a new story first hand from Cartman himself. The creator of the critters in the first place. Kyle however looked pissed.

"Oh no no no. Not again." Kyle stated annoyed.

"Nope it's happening so keep your Jew mouth and bitch mother shut. Thank you." Cartman said laying back into his chair looking up dreamily already predicting the plot of his story. Kyle grit his teeth as he glared back at Cartman but then felt a his hand being held by someone. He turned slightly startled at this while some guys in the class gave him jealous looks written on their faces. He turned to see you smiling and realized you were trying to calm him down. He blushed and turned his head. Soon after you noticed he was calmer you removed your hand from his. He missed the warmth of your hand admittedly. You all hear the bell ring for next class ring.

"good day kids. Project is due in Friday. No exceptions."

You wanted food but gym came first. You actually liked gym. Pillow hockey was your shit and badminton you rocked at that. Your least favorite was running around the gym as a warm up in your old school. Soccer also wasn't your best game. Even though you were good sometimes others you just weren't and gave up. It was time for gym to start as soon as you arrived. You couldn't wait to get over with school today because tonight was Bebe's party. It would be the first you've had had in a while aside from all of (B/f/n)'s birthday party's and random party's he/she would throw with just you guys. It was fun but now you'd be able to experience a real party full of a lot of friends you could happily call yours. You smiled at that fact and started gym class.