Moving to Hell

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A/N: Everyone is 16-17

Tara's POV: 

Well this is it. I'm finally moving away from New York, and away from my bitch Dad. At least I have my cat daughter Luna. Mom said we're moving to some weird mountain town called South Park. I probably might regret moving there later, but anywhere is better than with dad. I can't believe I that I ever loved that piece of shit. 

Mom: OK honey, we're here. 

I look up to see a green and purple house. I got all my things from the car and went inside to unpack everything. I went upstairs to my room and see that the room was already painted black and dark purple. At least the previous owner had good taste. 

After unpacking, I decided to explore and see if I was going to hate this or not. I put on some black jeans, a black crop tank top, black combats, and a purple jacket. While exploring, I saw a coffee shop called "Tweak Bros". Meh, as long as they sell coffee, I don't really give a fuck.

When I got to the counter to order some coffee, I saw a tweeked out blonde working behind it.

Tweek: W-what would you l-l-like new girl ah! To much pressure!

Me: A dark roast please with no sugar or cream.

Tweak: C-coming right up mam ah!

While I was waiting, I decided to draw my surroundings. This place had a sort of hipster asthenic. So far, this town only seems minorly shitty. Let's hope I don't have to kill everyone and burn this place down. That would such a fucking hassle.

Tweak: H-here you g-g-go miss ah!
Tara: Thanks bro.

Well, I might as well walk home since I have nothing else to do. I drank the coffee and it tasted ..... awful! Guess I have to go somewhere else to get my coffee hookups. Maybe there's a small restaurant I can go to. For the time being, it looks like I'm going to have to make my own goddamn coffee.

Just as I was going up to the door of my house, I noticed 3  guys going to the house across the street from mine. One had black hair wearing a brown and red jacket, blue pants, and a blue and red puffball hat. The fat one had brown hair, a red jacket, brown pants, and a blue and yellow puffball hat. The last one had an orange parka with the hood up with blonde hair sticking out and orange pants. When they got to the door, it was opened by a guy with an orange and green jacket, greenish blue pants, and a green ushanka with red hair sticking out.

They seem like very..... colorful people. Mom said she already signed me up for the school here over the internet, so I might see them there. Let's hope there not assholes. I must have been staring for a long time, because the parka guy saw me watching and whispered something to his friends, earning him a hard ass slap  the face. I decided to go inside before they try to talk to me or anything. 

I decided to spend the rest of the evening  drawing the guys I just saw and working on my basic anatomy. Guess I can kill two birds with one stone. The red head has nice facial features and the fat guy is way easier to draw.  I put on a band tee and black sweatpants then turned off the lights. Guess it's time to somewhat go to sleep and get ready for my first day of fucking school. I pray that I don't kill myself before lunch.

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