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.]

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17. Remembering

I think I was eight, and we had just moved to a new town. This town. Lovely South Park. I made friends with four boys super-fast. The four boys that I’m good friends with now, and I fell for Kenny. Little closeted Rosa fell for the very-out-of-the-closet parka wearer. We were always together, I never gave two shits about him being poor, and I hardly knew what being a pervert was. I don’t remember meeting Karen, only ever seeing her from a distance.

Then one day, after a month in South Park, Kenny died. Shot right through the head by an arrow. Right in front of me. Stan and Kyle exclaimed their lines, and I bawled.

Then we left South Park and moved to California. I went into therapy for over a year to forget all about this stupid, cute, crazy mountain town.

If Kenny died then, how did he die again now? Did he really die back then? Of course, I went to his funeral. What the fuck is going on?

“I remember,” I mumble and wipe the tears off my face.

“What? Remember what?” Kyle asks.

“Screw you guys, I’m going home,” Cartman walks off.

“Rosa, answer me,” Kyle knells in front of me.

“I lived here,” I look up into Kyle’s eyes. “I did know you guys when we were like, eight,” I sniffle. “And, then we moved. And you were forgotten, because of Kenny dying. At least, I thought he died.”

“That’s why you moved?” Kyle brushes some hair behind my ear. “She remembers, Stan. She remembers us.”

“I knew she would,” Stan boasts proudly. “It was only a matter of time. She was getting closer with every passing day.

“Please take me home,” I sniffle once again.

“Of course,” Kyle helps me stand up. “Let’s get you home.”

*Late That Night*

I stare into the darkness as sleep seems like something I won’t be doing. Every time I close my eyes, I see Kenny. If I do drift off to sleep, I dream about him dying.

Now he’s truly gone. As we were walking home, the ambulance flew by on their way to get him. There’s no doubt he’s gone.

The one I love is gone. We never said I love you, or really kissed. We never went all the way, or even whet on a date. I regret that. There’s no way I can even think about falling in love again. Kenny was going to be the one.

I bring my knees into my chest and start crying. I just can’t help it.

My phone lights up and I scoot closer to the edge of my bed to see it. It’s just a text from Stan asking if I’m okay. I don’t even bother answering.

The strangest think happens when the clock hits three in the morning, though. Stan’s text just disappears. My phone doesn’t do stuff like that; delete texts by itself. Something is up, and I hope the guys can explain.

*Some Hours Later*

I sigh and flip onto my back, pulling the Hello Kitty Kenny won me into my chest. I have no intention to leave my bed today, and I have no more tears to shed.

None of the guys have called or texted, so I’ve just decided that the text I thought Stan sent me was my imagination going crazy.

I let out a breath and close my eyes. Somehow I fell asleep last night, but a nap right now would be nice. All alone in my house since Ashlyn is out with friends.

My phone starts ringing, and I groans as I pick it up to see who’s calling.

Stan. Stan is calling me.

I clear my throat and answer his call, “Hello?”

“Rosa!” Stan’s smile is evident in his tone. “Where are you? We have been planning an afternoon at Stark’s Pond for weeks.”

“I know. I’m just not up for it.”

“What?” Why not?”

“I have my reasons,” I inhale sharply. Not wanting to say that Kenny died.

“Oh come on, you don’t want to see all us guys shirtless? Kenny has been eagerly waiting to see you in a bikini.”

“Kenny,” I bolt up.

“Yeah, he’s sad you’re not here. I mean, the time we set hasn’t passed yet, but if you don’t want to come I’ll let him know.”

“No! Wait!”

“Hm, something wrong?”

“I’m coming. Tell everyone there that I forgot about going today. I’m fucking coming.”

“Oh, all right. See you soon.”

“Bye Stan.”

The line goes dead and I’m off my bed in a split second, rushing to my closet to get a bikini.

Kenny is alive. What the fuck is going on?

*Thirty Minutes Later*

With a beach towel over my shoulder, sunglasses on, an orange and yellow bikini on, and slip on high-tops, I make it to Stark’s Pond.

After placing my stuff by everyone else’s, I begin looking for Kenny.

I spot him standing near the water in orange swim trunks just like his parka.

“Kenny!” I shout out and rush at him.

Kenny looks at me, with a smile on his face.

All the guys and girls are here and they are all staring at me, but I don’t care.

I jump into Kenny’s arms and cling to him. Never wanting to let him go. “Kenny,” I feel tears pricking the edges of my eyes, so I nuzzle my head into his bare chest.

“What’s wrong, Rosa?” Kenny nuzzles his face into my neck. “May I?”

“Yes please.”

He presses a few kisses to my neck, “Now, what’s wrong?”

“You died. Right in front of me. In front of the other guys too. No one seems to remember.”

He holds me closer and twirls us around. “You remember. I can’t believe it.” He sets me down and brushes hair out of my face. “I can’t fucking believe it,” he looks like he could cry.

“Kenny, Rosa, what are you two doing?” Wendy asks.

“Going for a walk,” Kenny grabs my hand. “We’ll be back soon and swim with you all. No worries.”

“Fine,” Wendy giggles.

“Don’t go off into the woods and have fun,” Kyle laughs.

“Shut up,” I roll my eyes.

“Let’s go,” Kenny drags me away from the group.

Once we are far enough away from their eyes and ears, I intertwine our fingers.

“So, you remember me dying?” Kenny gives my hand a small squeeze.

“Yes, so why the fuck are you here right now?”

“I can’t die. And I know that sounds crazy, but it’s true.”

“No, I believe you because it’s happened before. You’ve died in front of me before. When we were eight. That’s why I moved and forgot you. It explains why I slightly remembered you all.”

“You finally remembered. This is great.”

“No, it’s not great. Seeing you die gave me terrible nightmares last night,” I look up at him. “Because I could have stopped it from happening.”

He looks down at me, “But I’m here. I’m okay.”

“I know, and I’m never letting you go.”

He smiles, “So, why do you think you remembered me dying?”

“Because I truly love you.”

He pulls us to a halt, “Excuse me? You love me?”

I smile and nod, “Yes. I love you, Kenneth McCormick.”

“I love you, Rosalynn Heath. Since we met when we were eight. I’m so glad you came back.”

“So am I. You’ve always been in the back of my mind, my perfect soulmate.”

“Uh, I love you so much,” he rests his forehead on mine.

I giggle, “If you truly love me, how about giving me a piggyback ride?”

“Anything for you,” he kisses my nose. “I still can’t kiss you on the lips though. Is that right?”

“Is it the first day of school?”

“No,” he grumbles.

“There’s your answer,” I cup his face in my hands. “But, Kenny, isn’t knowing that I love you good enough for now?”

He runs a hand over my hair, “For now.”

“Good.”

“Now, get on my back and I’ll get you back to the group.”

“You’re the best.”

*A Few Hours Later*

“So Rosa,” Wendy smirks. “Did you wear orange for Kenny?”

“Don’t tease her,” Nicole smiles at me.

I smile back, “Thanks Nicole. And no, this was the first bikini I found.”

“Hey Kenny!” Bebe shouts.

“Yes?” Kenny replies.

“What do you think of Rosa’s bikini?”

“I love it,” he chuckles. “Orange is the greatest color, and she looks very sexy in it.”

I quickly look back at Kenny and smile, “You look very hot, too, Kenny.”

“Thanks Princess,” he grins.

I look back at the girls; they all have smirks on their faces and are looking at me.

“You two need to become official like, now,” Krystal speaks up first.

“You two are super cute,” Nicole adds.

“We’re waiting until school starts,” I dip my shoulders into the water.

“Has he told you about Tammy?” Wendy asks.

“Who?”

“Shit, nice going Wendy,” Bebe gives Wendy a shove.

“Was that his last girlfriend?” I scrunch up my eyebrows.

“Yes,” Wendy nods.

“He’s probably waiting to tell me about her.”

“Well, I’m having a sleepover on Friday. So if you want to know anything you can ask us then.”

“Okay,” I nod.

We all go quiet and it’s kind of awkward.

Then, hands land on my sides and pull me away from the group.

A laugh escapes my lips as the girls all smile and roll their eyes.

“So, Rosa,” Kenny’s lips are right by my ear.

“Yes Kenneth?” I giggle.

“I’ve been thinking, and you said you had nightmares last night because you saw me die. Correct?”

“I did.”

He wraps his arms around my middle, “So, I was thinking I could spend the night at you house tonight and fight off those damn nightmares.”

“Hm,” I bite my lips. “Sure. I’d love to have you over. Karen should come over too.”

“I’ll grab her, don’t worry.”

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