South park pick-me

*grabs Kenny's face* KENNY. LOOK AT ME. THE WALL DOESNT LOVE YOU BACK.

*Kenny's eyes widen in horror* She...doesn't? *Cartman bursts out laughing* Oh this is even better than the actual drama!

V: SHE'S JUST USING YOU FOR YOUR BODY KENNY- *V is wheezing*

Vic:.. no fatass.

*Clyde's hand stills on Vic's back* Wait, that sounds familiar... *pulls back to look at them* Did you just quote South Park?

*all of you were just talking,bonding n shat,UNTIL...a pick me girl named (you pick) just randomly came in the MIDDLE of the convo* Pick me: Uhm..Get out of my way.. 🙄💅 Stan: uhm..what?- Cartman: who bought this animal into this school? Kyle: May I ask who YOU are? *Kyle raises an eyebrow at the girl,Kenny just gives the girl a dirty look,YOU CONTINUE!!*

*Yells for the school nurse while holding a cross* DOCTOR IT'S AWAKE!

*the boys all raise their hands* Kyle: yeah! I love hotdogs! Stan: me too! They're my favorite! Cartman: I'm a huge hotdog fan! Kenny: hotdogs are delicious...

*the boys all groan and roll their eyes* Stan: that's the worst idea ever! We can't let her do that! Kyle: yeah,she'll ruin the whole school food system! Cartman: hotdogs are disgusting! I'd rather starve than eat them!

*Kenny stumbles backward, hitting the desk behind him* R-right... later... *Butters bounces* He bumped into the desk! That's SO cute! *Token adds* Kenny, you literally just ran into a desk because a girl walked toward you. *Wendy grins* This is better than my soap operas. *Kenny tries to gather his books, hands shaking* I-I should... *glances at you nervously* ...walk you to next class?

Yeah, I'm good. *nervously shifts closer to you*

*Kenny writes a note, folds it nervously* Mr. Garrison: KENNY! What are you writing?! *grabs the note* Oh for crying out loud... *Token whispers* He's totally writing her a love letter!

*Mr. Garrison scans the note* This is about Krizia?! *Kenny sinks* N-no sir!

*Kenny's eyes dart to you* I... um... *Mr. Garrison waves the note* It's barely legible! *Mr. Garrison reads aloud* 'I think you're... you're...'-oh for God's sake, he can't even finish a sentence about you! *class erupts* OHHHHH! *Butters bounces* He's got it BAD!