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“Ok!” Cartman shouted proudly as he took a huge red firework out of his backpack. He had shuck his friends Kyle, Stan and Kenny out of class and into the nearest bathroom, just to watch him do the ‘biggest prank of the year’ as Cartman had advertised to his friends.
“So. What’s so good about a damn firework…?” Kyle said in a annoyed tone, as he watches Cartman take out a small lighter he had snuck in from his house.
“you’ll see asshole!” Cartman shouted back as he attempted to start th lighter but his chubby fingers made it harder for him. “Why the hell did we even agree to this…” Stan mumbled more to himself than anyone else.
”AH HA!” Cartman yelled as he finally started the flame from the lighter, and moved it toward the starter.
“Dude I don’t know about this…what if you start a fire or something? Than well all get expelled AGAIN. (Reference 😜)
“Do you you even know how hard it was to get this type of firework?!” Cartman retorted angrily. “if you didn’t know, fireworks over 12 inches tall are ILLEGAL in Colorado.” Cartman says with a happy, evil smirk.
“Than do it already you fat dick! I wanna see how much you’ll get in trouble for this.” Kyle said with a annoyed smirk.
”if I’m going down you guys are going down with me to!” Cartman yelled before lighting the huge firework without warning.
Cartman, Kyle, Stan and Kenny flinched as they thought it would go off at any second, but it didn’t happen.
”well looks like your prank isn’t as real as I thought it’d be-“ Stan started before being cut of by a hissing sound made by the firework, as it did go off and flew all over the bathroom quickly, sparks and smoke gin everywhere causing the smoke alarms to go off, as the boys ducked as the firework crashed with the mirror, completely shattering it and starting a fire, that slowly started to spread from the mirror to the sink, to the trashcan to the floor, and to the rest of the bathroom.
”ohhhh shit.” Kenny mutters before starting to giggle at Cartman.
”ITS NOT FUCKIN FUNNY KINNY!” Carman yells before Kyle intervened.
”Dude we need to get the hell out of here…!” Kyle yells before running out of the bathroom, and dragging Stan with him, not even waiting for Cartman as the fire continued to spread.
In the following days it reached the news that South Park High School had burned to the ground, from unknown causes, and there was only 3 deaths (1 student 2 teachers). Most students were grateful that their school was gone, as all faculty, staff and students got a entire month off as they were finding out how to be located to their new school.
In a way it was a fun month off from school, but it all had to end. They were all sent a small paper in the mail, telling them their new school, new teachers and new classes.
it was a rough start for Stan at least, as he didn’t want his month long break to end.
5:30 AM, Stans House
Stan dragged himself out of his bed, not wanting to have to go to a whole new school, meaning new faces, new classes, new EVERYTHING. After all he was in 12th grade and only 5 months away from being 18 years old, so of course it was going to be harder like this.
“Ugh this is so fuckin pointless…” he mumbled to himself as he lazily poured himself milk and cereal, and started eating as his dad, Randy, rushed out of the door off to who knows where.
Stan trudged up to his room to quickly change and slig on his backpack. He took a Quick Look at his new schedule before scowling at it and leaving the house to start his first day at this new school that he hated.
As Stan was sleepily walking on the sidewalk to his new school, Kyle who was also walking across the foggy street recognized him, despite him being so sluggish.
”Oh hey dude!” Kyle yelled out to Stan, across the street, trying to put on a fake excited voice to try and cheer up his sleepy friend.
“Hey Kyle.” Stan mumbled back, not even bothering to look his way, as he was still half asleep.
“Didn’t get a good sleep last night huh…?” Kyle asked quietly.
”yeah I guess you could say that.” Stan replied, with a quick yawn.
as they two boys approached the new school, they saw the parking lot was littered with heroin needles and pill bottles, as there was also a fair share of garbage on the ground as well.
”hm. Looks like people hear really like drugs I guess…” Kyle mumbled nervously as he would not dare to ever touch any drug, at least not until he was 20 years old. As a straight A kid Kyle never did anything like that and always seemed to look down on others that did.
”hm…lucky bitches.” Stan mumbled as he glanced at the used heroin needles and pill bottles scattered everywhere on the cold pavement of the schools parking lot.
“Lucky…?” What the hell is so lucky about getting a addiction and ruining your body permanently.” Kyle scoffed before walking into the school with Stan, carefully stepping over discarded needles and trash.
”This year is gonna be shit-“ Stan muttered to himself, until he suddenly bumped face first into a nerdy kid with black hair, and huge glasses, makeing the guy drop everything he was holding.
”U-um excuse you?” The nerdy kid said in a annoying high pitched voice, as he pushed up his glasses in annoyance, and he bent down to pick up his papers he dropped.
‘Oh sorry I guess…” Stan mumbled, not really sorry.
”I-its fine I guess. My names Jeffry by the way!” He said happily as he extended his hand for Stan to shake it.
”Oh uh- my names Stan.” He awkwardly shook Jeffry’s hand, and quickly pulled away as he soon realized his hand is slightly sticky.
“Ok well we really should be going now! See you around I guess…” Kyle saw Stan’s uncomfortable demeanor and was quick to pull him out of the situation.
“Werid fuckin high schoolers dude-“ Stan annoyed, glances back at Jeffry, not paying
attention causing him to run into a stuck up blond girl who looked like she just had a bath of spray tan.
“HEY-! WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING, EMO RETARD!” The blonde shouted at Stan as she brushed off nonexistent dust from her shorts.
“Seriously dude?! YOUR the one not paying attention!” Stan scowls and yells back at her.
“Hey hey, we didn’t mean any hard feelings!” Kyle says through a forced smile as he harshly nudges Stan to speak up. “RIGHT, Stan?”
The blonde makes a small giggle, while rolling her eyes. “Stan? That’s your name? What, were you born in 1997?”
“Well actually-“ Stan shouts and gets cut off by Kyle.
“We’re leaving!” Kyle pulls him away from her and into the main entrance.
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