As I grabbed my stuff off the bus I quickly hurried into Mr. Garrison’s classroom, hoping to be the first one there. I wasn’t the first one there since there were a couple of girls there.
Just two.
One curly blonde chick and a black haired chick with an ugly purple hat were gazing at me with hard eyes. I took a deep breath and sat down in the corner. I hoped no one sat there.
The dark haired chick coughed and the other one laughed. I snorted and I realized that these girls were probably Bebe and Wendy, the ones Kyle and Stan talked about. Shit. I didn’t remember how fast I went in here; I wondered how far everyone else was behind.
“It’s the new girl…” I heard one whisper, “Wendy, you … how … she is?” I couldn’t make out what she was saying.
Bebe probably said that since Wendy wouldn’t talk to herself.
“Yeah, we…” I couldn’t understand the whispers, “she… … stupid… why would…” Wendy whispered even quieter when she noticed I was glaring at them. More kids arrived in. “Stan!” She exclaimed and waved him over. Stan gave a weird smile and sat down in front of me with Kyle instead. Kenny and Cartman came in next and Cartman decided to sit by me probably to piss me off.
Oh Wendy’s face was priceless when I saw her give a weird face at me since Stan sat by me. She “hmped” me and heard shit starting about me to Bebe. I sighed.
“Dude, why’d you run off?” Stan asked.
I tapped the desk. “Because I didn’t want everyone to make a big deal if I walked in late. I hate attention.” More kids walked in before the bell rang. I guess the teacher was going to be late.
Kyle was going to say something but Cartman interrupted him, “Shut up damn Jew!” He then faced me. “I declare war on this stupid bitch!” He stood up in glory and everyone just gave him weird looks. I put my head on my desk and was embarrassed by his stupid fantasy game and how I was involved.
“Stupid f.cking fatass! Sit down before you embarrass yourself!” I hissed in a low tone.
“A white flag from the opponent! I win! I win!” Cartman sang over and over again, “Dumb bitch was defeated! I wiiiin! I wi—“
I cut him off when I punched him in the stomach hard. Spit flew from his mouth and he clutched his fat and moaned.
“I’m sorry I had to do that but I really don’t want a stupid asshole ruining my first day.”
Stan and Kyle had their chairs facing me. “Oh wow, no one stands up to Cartman like that! You rule, Kailee!” Kyle praised me in a happy tone. I just grinned.
“So you’re a Jew?” I said from no where.
Kyle put his shoulders down and shamefully turned away. Stan gave me a ‘wtf’ look.
“Oh! I didn’t mean it offensively. My half brother is Jewish and my half sister is a Buddhist. I’m agnostic, but trying to find a religion. I’m leaning to Christianity, but still unsure.” I explained.
“Oh! That’s cool!” Kyle chirped back up. He must have it rough from Cartman bashing on him for his religion. I hated Cartman even more now.
Cartman, still in pain, tried to get at me again. “Haayyy.. gaiis…” He took a breath and clutched tighter on his stomach. “Kailee doesn’t beeeelieve in Gawwwd!” Kenny laughed a weird laugh.
“That’s not true.” I disagreed, “He’s just a moron.”
People agreed and then just carried on with their conversations. I smirked. I knew it wouldn’t be a big deal.
“But gaaaaaaaaiiissss!” Cartman tried to convince them over but none of them listened.
I turned to Stan and Kyle and ignored Cartman the rest of the free time we had since the teacher wasn’t here. They were talking with Kenny. I just listened in. It looked like they were defensive.
“Kenny! What’s your problem?!” Stan shouted.
“Mmmff mmf mmmmmfffffff mmmffff!” He then laughed.
Cartman laughed in disagreement, “Yeah right! She is not!”
Kyle and Stan looked disgusted and faced a confused me.
“Uh, what is he saying?”
Kyle twitched his eye and then said in revulsion, “Perverted shit.”
I wondered if it was about me but I think it would be self conceited to ask if it was me or someone else.
“Probably about Bebe. She is a slut, anyway.”
“No.”
“Uhh. Wendy?”
“Nooffff. Fyoooo. Mff assmmmffff!”
Kyle slapped Kenny, but Kenny was still laughing.
I decided to ignore it.
I hated perverts anyway.
“Wendy’s pretty pissed at me. Bebe and Wendy were talking shit about me to each other. I just hope I don’t ruin anything between you and her.”
Stan shrugged, “She gets pretty clingy and annoying. And if she gets mad at me for hanging out with you, that’d be stupid. Besides, girls are kind of gross.”
Kyle nodded.
I coughed, “Aheeeeemm.”
They looked startled and both started to wave there hands to take that back.
“Oh! You’re not gross; just other girls are!” Kyle shouted.
“Yeah! I agree with him! You’re not gross!” Stan paused, “Uh, yeah! You’re not a girly girl foo-foo prep, so it doesn’t matter! You don’t act like a girl so then –“
I put my hand over Stan’s mouth and rolled my eyes. “Just shut up. You’re kinda making it worse for yourself.”
A few seconds after that, a note was passed from someone to me. A black kid named Token handed it to me. I liked his eyes; they were brown with green in it. I’ve never seen anything like it.
When he walked away, I opened it and hated the way she put my name in pink ink:
"KAILEE:
Your a stupid slut who needs to back off.
Tell Stan I love him very much and if he continues to hang out with you, I'm going to break up with him.
Love, WENDY!!"
I crumbled it up and handed it to Stan. Stan opened his mouth and mouthed bitch to Wendy. I sighed. I hate making people mad at each other and this was obvious bad for the both of them.
Stan shoved it towards Kyle and Kyle looked pissed off too once he finished reading it. He chucked it on the ground.
To be honest, I thought Stan was going to cry.
After seeing Stan’s face, I stood up after picking up the note, scribbled out what she wrote, and then put F.CK YOU! in big blue letterings.
I threw back my arm and pitched it as fast as I possibly could. It hit Wendy right in the eye and she started throwing a hissy fit. I made the whole class—including Bebe—to laugh at Wendy. She read it and I think she started to cry.
After that dilemma, I checked the clock and it was 8:17 and I wondered where the teacher was. Shouldn’t I be learning things by now?
“Well… so far school’s not interesting!”
Stan shook his head, “Actually, this is one of the best days.”
I blew air to make my bangs go up in frustration. “Well, now I’m going to have to change this, now aren’t I?”
Kyle laughed, “Dude! If you can’t, no one else can!”
Stan and I started to laugh, then.
“Heeeeeyy kkkaaaliiiieeeee!” Kenny said from no where.
I opened my mouth, “I think I just understood him!”
“Waht ahhh surmpiise! Mhhhuest aht?!” Kenny asked.
“Okay that I didn’t understand.” I admitted.
“Ahhhhhawwaatttt!!!!!!” He looked mad.
“Damn it! I’ll give you fifty bucks to stop wearing that parka thing!” I pulled out twentys from my pocket and handed him three.
“Is sixty okay?”
Kenny squealed and took off his parka. He had a white tee shirt underneath and jeans.
His hair was blonde and he had blue eyes. He looked really cute.
He grabbed the sixty bucks. Cartman laughed.
“The poor bastard isn’t so poor anymore!”
“I won’t wear it anymore if you give me fifty bucks a week!” Kenny argued. His voice was kind of nice.
“Deal.”
The boys were gawking at me like I made a terrible mistake. Didn’t I imply when I told them my hobbies that I had a lot of stuff? Maybe they didn’t know I was rich from my stupid parents. I like wasting money to make my parents pissed, but since they don’t even live with me at all, just sometimes visits at random times and even when I’m not even there (but they leave me a note to make sure I know their okay -_-), they don’t know what I use the five thousand dollars they send me each month for.
“Dude! Are you serious?” Kyle responded, grabbing the money from Kenny and shoving it in my face.
“Yes, I am.” I took the money and then shoved it in his face. “Why are ya jealous I’m giving him money and not you?” I took it back out of his face and handed it to Kenny.
He looked angry once I was done.
“I was joking!” Kyle’s face didn’t change.
“Rawr, then!” I took out the rest of the twenties and counted them out. I luckily had twelve left which was $240. I gave Stan and Kyle each six bills. Kenny would get his fair share each week and I didn't think he noticed since he was staring at the money.
“Duude.”
“Why are you giving us money?” Kyle questioned.
“Because I like making my parents pissed. Apparently they don’t like me wasting money in large amounts but I don’t care.”
“But won’t they find out?”
I thought about that and mentally laughed. “No.” I said sadly.
I wish I had strict parents, sometimes, but right now I like them the way they were.
