𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾~

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈

Senior year. the year where we become kid to adults in a matter of months, and where we make our own decisions in life.
The names Kelly McCormick, just you're ordinary poor pansexual teenager that attends South Park high.

Yes I do have some secrets that not a lot of people notice nor even know; I can't die, I'm unfortunately immortal; it kinda sucks In a way, I've been through so many deaths that I just got used to it, over the years I've experienced and encountered many ways I could possibly die and accidentally kill myself; but hey, who am I to complain. It wasn't my fault I was born this way.
Anyways did I mention that it's the first day of senior year? Ah yes, the smell of a fresh morning- how am I kidding the smell in my house smell like crap and trash; like I said I'm poor so, I don't live in a nice house like the other kids in South Park.

As I took my time to get up and put on my old parka, I walked through the trashy hallways and making my way to the front door, I said my leavings and closed the door.

As I walk through the old neighborhood of South Park I make it to the old bus stop; As usual Erica starts an argument with Kylie and Stacy strolling down her phone.
"Hey Kelly, have you heard there's anew student coming to South Park high?." Stacy says while still looking through her phone.
"Mmhm mhm mhm." (No I haven't) I replied in my parka. 'A new student huh?' I thought, intrigued that maybe this school year wasn't gonna be that bad.
Before I knew it the bus came and picked us up. I looked through the frosty windows and sighed; South Park always been cold and wintry in September. I decided to lay my head gently on the glass window. I looked at my braids as I realized that I worn them from yesterday; I took a stand of hair and picked two more, creating a regular braid.

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I walked slowly down the crowds of students, this is just like every year, there's always the one kid who's late to their first class, those who skip and those who just attends their class because they just want to get the year over with.

I sigh as I sat on the old screechy chairs and desk, it's been quite sometime since they upgraded these, but oh well, the whole school needs a little upgrade to be honest.

"Hello class, my names Ms._____, and I'll be your history teacher for this year."

"Okay class, I only have a couple of rules you'll need to follow in this here period; the first rule is no phones allowed- Erica Cartman!."

I looked behind me to see Erica seemingly having a phone call in the beginning of class, I roll my eyes since I knew she's the type of person to just be so oblivious.
And like always, Erica just back talks to the teacher and starts an argument, I shake my head but saw the door open at the corner of my eye; and saw the most beautiful ocean blue eyes I've ever seen..

(Sorry if this is short, just didn't have a lot of ideas to make this one lol)