Out in South Park

Rosalynn is not your average teenager. She loves to draw, skateboard, hang with the guys, and is quite innocent. Her dad's job requires her family to move quite often, so when he lets them know the day after school ends for the summer that they have to move. No one is really surprised. They pack up and head out of California to a small little town in Colorado called South Park. Rosalynn has no trouble getting friends, but what happens when she falls for one? Why does she feel so close to everyone right off the bat? Why is South Park such a weird town?
(The cover art I did not draw. It's from Deviant Art by the user kamaniki. I also do not own any of the South Park characters and landmarks that I will use, obviously. That credit goes to Trey and Matt.)
[Until I get time, this is unedited. So for typos and mistakes like that. I'll get around to it.]


3. Diner

"Your pictures are ready," the lady of the photo booth speaks up again.
"Oh joy, I can't wait to see how these turned out," I giggle and zip Kenny's parka back up. Then I turn and grab our photo strips. I hand one to Kenny and step out of the booth.
Muffling comes from Kenny as he steps out right behind me.
"Beautiful? That's a big leap from cutie," I pick up my helmet, taking my Hello Kitty out and handing it to Kenny.
The boy muffles once again.
"You really don't have to be this sweet, Kenny," I place my helmet on my head and secure it with the strap.
More muffling from the parka boy.
"A perverted sweet boy? That's who you are?" I hand him his camera. "Well, I can roll with that. I'll have a very interesting best friend," I stand up and kick my skateboard up into my left hand.
Kenny hands me my Hello Kitty and I smile as my right hand takes it.
"I guess we'll tell the other boys we're done," I nod my head in the direction Stan and Kyle said they would be.
Kenny nods and leads the way to the boys.
We reach Stan and Kyle minutes later playing some shooting game.
"Hey guys, Kenny and I are out of tokens," I say as I check out their score and everything going on with the game.
"Hey Rosa," Kyle says. "Kenny. Once we beat or lose this game, we'll get Cartman and head to the diner."
"Oh, that sounds like fun," I smile.
"And don't worry about money," Stan joins in on the conversation. "This will be our treat, skater girl."
"Are you done yet, assholes?" Cartman grumbles as he steps up next to us. "I'm fucking starving."
"Calm down, fatass," Kyle says. "This is the last level, and we are going to win."
I sigh and lean into Kenny. "So, not too much longer?"
"I'm not fat," Cartman growls.
"Not long at all, Rosa," Kyle answers me.
"Nice stuffed animal, hoe," Cartman glares at me.
Kenny angrily muffles something.
I glare back at Cartman, "Shut the fuck up, fatso. If you stop being an ass, I'll do the same."
"I'm not fat," Cartman sighs. "But that sounds like something I can try. No promises, though."
"Whatever," I wiggle around to get comfortable against Kenny.
"Final boss," Stan is extremely happy.
I look back at the game and smile. I'm actually quite hungry and would love to get to the diner soon. "You guys wouldn't mind if I quickly head home and drop some stuff off. Would you?"
"Just be quick," Kyle smiles.
"Great, come on Kenny," I stand back up, and Kenny and I head out.
Ten minutes later, I've dropped off my skateboard and helmet at my house, Kenny has his camera up and running, and we are almost back to the arcade.
"Why didn't you leave your Hello Kitty back at your house?" Kenny asks. "What made you want to drop your stuff off anyways?"
"Because it's super cute and pisses Cartman off. And I didn't want to lug my skateboard around anymore."
"Oh, understandable," Kenny picks up his pace and then turns around to face me.
"What are you doing, dork?"
He keeps a steady pace as he walks backwards and brings his camera up to his face. "Taking a picture of a cute girl."
My cheeks redden and I can't help the small smile appear on my face. I hear the click and look down at my feet.
"So beautiful," Kenny's feet fall back with mine. "The blush on your cheeks is super cute, too."
"Shut up," I give him a shove.
He laughs and I hear the zipping of his parka.
"Hey guys!" Kyle's voice calls out to us.
I look up and smile at Stan, Kyle, and Cartman. "Have you been waiting long?"
"Just a few minutes, don't worry," Stan smiles.
"You didn't leave that stupid ass stuffed animal at home," Cartman rolls his eyes.
"Shut up and someone lead the way to the diner," I sigh.
Kenny puts his camera in one of his parka pockets and grabs my hand. Then he tugs me in the direction we need to go.
The other guys follow suit behind us. Snickering and whispering to each other.
"What's so funny?" I glance back at the boys.
"Oh, nothing," Stan laughs.
"Kenny and Rosa!" Cartman shouts out. "Sitting in a tree!"
"Shut up, fatass!" Kyle yells.
"Oh, um," I jerk my hand out of Kenny's grasp. "Very funny."
Kenny muffles out something that I take as, "Ignore them."
"Just met us, and Kenny has claimed her," Stan chuckles.
"He hasn't claimed me," I roll my eyes. "He's just being nice, and I wouldn't date a guy I just met."
Before anyone can talk back, we stop in front of the diner, South Park's Finest.
Kenny opens the door, and we shuffle inside. Stan then leads the way to a booth where he slides into the left side. He's followed by Cartman. Kyle slides into the right side; followed by me and then Kenny.
I place my Hello Kitty in my lap and pick up the menu.
"Hello and welcome to South Park's Finest. I'm Sarah, and I'll be your server. What would you like to drink?" A girl in her early twenties asks us with a fake smile on her face.
"Coke," all the boys say.
"Oh, um, Coke," I stutter out.
"Okay, I'll be right back with those," she slightly nods and walks away.
I catch Kenny staring at our waitress as she walks away and feel a twinge of jealousy fly through my body. It's been an hour or whatever since I've met these boys, and I already feel close enough to them to hate a girl that has them staring. Well, at least that's how I feel with Kenny.
"Um, so what's good here guys?" I clear my throat.
"Everything is," Cartman says.
"Kyle, what do you think I should get?" I smile and look at the green hat boy.
"Hm, for you?" Kyle bites his bottom lip. "Oh, the three sliders with bacon on them. They come with fries. I think they should be perfect for you."
I nod, "I'll get it then."
Kenny muffles something, but I don't look at him. Afraid I'll slap him again.
"What are we going to do after this, boys?" I look across the table at Stan and Cartman.
"Uh, I don't know," Stan shrugs. "We can head to my house and play video games. Or show you downtown."
"It would be great if you showed me downtown," I bat my eyelashes.
"Don't try that with us, hoe," Cartman says.
Kenny angrily muffles.
"Here's your drinks," Sarah sets our drinks down on the table. "Do you know what you'd like to order?"
All of us quickly order, and then get back to talking.
"So, Rosa, where did you move from again?" Stan asks.
I take a sip of my Coke before answering. "Um, California."
"Were you near the beach?" Cartman asks.
"About an hour away. We would go about every other weekend."
"I bet you look hot in a bikini," Kenny's voice fills my ears.
My whole face seems to heat up as the boys laugh.
"We might just have to go to Stark's Pond one day soon and find out," Kyle says.
"Well, I'd just love to see you guys in swim trunks," I take a deep breath. "So, we can arrange that."
"You all right?" Kyle asks.
I look down at my Hello Kitty, "I'm fine. Just, well, I've never had guys compliment me like all you have. So, this is how I'm reacting."
"So, you've never been in a relationship where your partner was complimenting you all the time?" Stan asks.
"Oh, um, I was with a guy from most of my time in California. He was genderfluid, so sometimes I was with a girl," I shrug. "He preferred the male pronouns, and almost stole my first kiss."
"Are you bisexual?" Kyle asks. "Kenny is, and it would be kind of cool to know another."
I giggle and look up at Kenny, "Never would have guessed."
His mouth is exposed and I can see his beautiful teeth as his smile is quite big. "Yeah, I mean, I lean more towards girls, but some guys are pretty attractive. And I've kissed both."
"Well," I look around at the other boys. "I'm actually not bisexual. I am, in fact, pansexual."
"What the hell is that?" Cartman asks.
I sigh, "It means I can be attracted to any gender. There's no limit for me." I giggle. "Sorry. I've never told someone about that so soon after meeting them."
"Ugh, I can't believe I am friends with two gay bastards," Cartman groans.
Kenny and I let out laughs, I lean into him and try to take deep breaths to calm down.
"What's so funny?" Stan asks.
Kenny takes a deep breath, "Cartman thinks we are his friends."
I take a deep breath as well, "Cartman, who told your fatass that we were friends?"
Cartman glares right at Kenny and me, "You guys are such dicks, and I'm not fat."
"Aw, come on, Cartman," I pout. "If you didn't tease and just be a pain ass to us, I might consider you a friend."
Before anyone can say anything else, our food arrives and we all dig in.

This is a little shorter than the last two, just letting you know. And, hope you liked it! :D

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