Prologue
May 9th, 2010
A/N: This isn’t my best work.. it’s just something to get my mind off of real life problems. Please, don’t make fun of me for any flaws, I’m human just like you. But, please do send me feedback. I want to be a successful writer one day, and this is helping me slowly improve, day by day. One day, hopefully I can be a successful author! I hope you have a great day.
South Park Elementary
Laughter could be heard echoing down the hallways of SPE, it was coming from Eric Cartman. “Haha, did you really think you would be able to play with us? You don’t have friends! And you can’t even talk.” He snickered, waiting for his friends to back him up. “Uh, guys.. you’re supposed to be laughing at this scrub with me.” Stan and Kenny stayed silent, not really wanting any involvement in Cartman’s shenanigans. Kyle scoffed. “Dude, just leave him alone. He obviously-“ before Kyle could finish, he noticed some girls turning the corner. It was Lynniana Rae Harper, Stan and Kyle’s neighbor. She was talking to her bestfriend Angel Flores, soon noticing the boy on the ground, and Cartman standing over him. “What the hell is going on here?” She asked, running the boys side. “Are you okay?” The boy nodded, signing that he was alright. “He doesn’t even fucking speak. What is he doing with his hands?” Kyle scoffed in annoyance at Cartman. “Sign Language, Fatass.” Angel watched from a distance away, straight faced. She blinked before walking over by the boy and Lynns side. “I don’t really think you have room to talk, Cartman.” Angel said, smirking a bit. Her eyes flashing a light purple color for a spit second. “Funny that you say, Jayden doesn’t have any friends.” She started, as Lynn helped Jayden up. “You don’t even have any yourself, Stan, Ken and Kyle all feel bad for you, so they stick around.” She hugs her books to her chest, feeling eyes on her. Stan and Kyle were holding back a laugh, while Kenny was stuck on the eye change, but he didn’t think much of it at the time. “She’s right, you know!” Lynn chimed in, “Butters doesn’t even like you, he’s just to nice to say so.” She huffed, standing and crossing her arms as Angels face became blank again. “Go pick on someone your own size. Oh— Wait, you can’t. You overweight piece of shit!” Jayden and Kenny flinched at Lynns harshness, but didn’t bother to butt in. Cartman grumbled and crossed his arms. “At least my mother isn’t addicted to drugs.” Lynns face was visibly lined with anger. She knew it was a lost cause to argue with this boy, but her mother was brought into the mix. “At least I know my father.” She hissed, causing a giggle to erupt from Angel. “Bitch!” He cussed, soon stomping his foot and storming off into the opposite direction of he group. “Asshole..” she muttered, hugging herself tightly. Jayden tapped her shoulder and smiled. He signed; ‘Thank you. I really appreciate you sticking up for me.’ Lynn just nodded, turning to Angel and the others. “I’m Lynn, and this is Angel, Kyle, Kenny and Stan. My friends.” Jayden signed hello to them all. “He says hello.” Angel said and he began signing again.
‘The names Jayden James, I’m new to South Park Elementary, and was hoping to make new friends. I guess I just spoke to the wrong person.’ Stan nodded, putting a hand it to shake. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t speaking to the right people now. I’m Stanley Marsh, this is Kenny McCormick, and Kyle Broflovski.” The two waved. “I’m Angel. Angel Flores.” She smiled. “And I’m Lynn Harper.”
‘It’s very nice to meet you all, I’m really glad I got to meet all of you.’ Soon enough, the bell rang, and the group split up and went to their respective classes.
Lynn ended up showing Jayden around school, letting all his teachers know his circumstances. Her schedule was eventually changed, so she could be Jaydens translator for teachers and other students.
A/N: This isn’t my best work.. it’s just something to get my mind off of real life problems. Please, don’t make fun of me for any flaws, I’m human just like you. But, please do send me feedback. I want to be a successful writer one day, and this is helping me slowly improve, day by day. One day, hopefully I can be a successful author! I hope you have a great day.
