Operation: KYLE

(TW: contains bruises and bløød!)

Smitty scratches his neck, looking at his gang. "All the buildings at New York shutted down for some reason, and the result of that, our parents couldn't go to work, and we were kinda in debt, so they chose us to to go to this highschool, since it was the most affordable around here." Are they saying Colorado is cheap-? "Okay- dude, now that straight up sounds like an insult." The hatted one sighs, patting Smitty's shoulder. "Ye, fam. You gotta respect the poor." The combed hair one scoffs at his remark. Uh, okay, wow- assholes.

"What they mean is, they enjoy this small town! Right, boys?" The girl turns to them in an indescribable expression, they flinch at his face. "Ahem! Anyway! We didn't introduce ourselves! My name's Lizzie, the dude with the hat is Jacob, the other one is Mikael." Jacob waves at me, while Mikael just gives me a friendly (?) nod. "And the other one (which I assume you know his name), is Smitty! He's kinda the leader of our group." Lizzie dramatically motions her hand to him like confetti. "Hey, I thought we agreed on that I was the leader of the group." Mikael grumbles, turning his head to them." "It's actually that jock asshole." (Also idk the other guys names except for Smitty so I just chose a random name for them 💪🏃‍♂️)

"Now when the hell did we ever agreed to that." Jacob sneers. "I-I'm Kyle." I mutter. "Kinda a Chad name for a guy like you." Smitty comments. That little- wait a minute. "Wait, wait, wait." I interrupt their soon to be quarrel. "So, you guys aren't like, 'friends' with that asshole that called Isaac...that?" The four of them all look at eachother, knowing who I'm talking about. "Ya mean William?" "I'm assuming that's his name." I presume. "Ye, no, not really- he and his gang came to us first because we're New York kids. They thought we were cool or something, so we just went with it until we saw how he treated people. That ain't cool." Jacob sighs, thinking that they were gonna be their first buds here in South Park.

"Okay, cool. Cool." I sigh in relief as I fiddle my hands. "...Come to think of it, where are your other buddies?" Smitty glances at me. I look at him dumbfounded, then realizing who he was talking about. "You mean Stan?" He looks at me with a composed look. "I suppose he's your leader?" I look at him confused. "No." "Then, you are?" "Nope, no one is. We all kinda treat eachother equally." I awkwardly smile. Jacob covers his mouth to whisper something. "Not a thing in our group- ow!" Jacob was interrupted by Mikael nudging him on his arm.

"Oh, but I kinda thought that you were the head of your group." Lizzie historically laughs. "W-what-? Me??" I get caught off guard by her sudden comment. "Yeah, I mean, look how much damage you did to Smitts here! He's fuckin' scarred!" She points to Smitty's face injuries. I gave him a bruise or 2 somewhere on his eye and cheek, a scratch and a cut lip that had dried blood on his chapped lip. I look down at my feet, feeling guilt rushing through me. "Yeah...sorry about that-"

"I always thought that you were the weak one since you were the cutest one back then." Lizzie spoke, saying that like it was no big deal. "C-cute?!" I feel my cheeks turn a bit red, astonished. She then grabs my sabotaged cheeks from Smitty's fists. "Ye! I mean, look how cute you are! You're like a puppy!" "Are you comparing him to animals or something?" Mikael snorts. "No! I'm comparing him to cute things! Like a chipmunk! Or a deer! Or a fox-!" "Right, so an animal." "No! You just don't get it, do ya? It's like I wanna keep him safe forever and snuggle with it like a teddy bear and-" "Okay, okay- I get it, thanks..." I pull away from her, covering my (soon to be) blushing face. "See! You're so adorable! Isn't he adorable, guys!" She looks the three other guys just watching her being touchy with me.

Mikael looks away clicking his tongue once again. Jacob awkwardly clears his throat, not knowing how to respond. And Smitty just looks at me, only for him to look away. "Tch. Rude." Lizzie scoffs. A few moments later, Ms. Steins and Isaac comes out from the room, we all look at them. Isaac had some on bandages tho. "I apologize that we took so long, I had to check up Isaac's health." Ms. Stein states. Isaac bows and whispers something to me. Something along with 'thank you' or something, ands leaves the classroom with his bag. Ms. Stein sighs. "So bothersome." She notices Smitty's friends. "Oh? Who are they? Visitors?" She tilts her head. "Ye, we wanted to check if he was okay." Lizzie answers. Ms. Steins smiles at the thought of them being all buddy-buddy. She looks at Smiity and I and pulls out a first aid kit. "Now let's check your injuries."