That summer afternoon by the pool, everything was the same as it always was. Craig was flipping everyone off, Tweek was freaking out, Cartman and Kyle were fighting, Kenny was hitting on some girls, Timmy was sitting in a wheelchair, Jimmy was telling jokes, and Wendy was looking as beautiful as ever.

It was almost as if tomorrow wasn't going to be one of the most important events in our lives, like, we were going to stay in this moment forever, and never even start high school.

"So, what do you guys think about starting high school tomorrow?" Clyde asked, almost as if he was reading my mind.

"I bet there are a lot of hot babes there, I wonder if I could get a senior to date me?" Kenny said.

"No one wants to date you Kinny, high school girls only date guys with cars," Cartman said.

"I heard it's going to be mixed with the North Park kids, what if they try to kill us? Oh jesus!" Tweek exclaimed, pulling his hair.

"No one's going to kill anyone Tweek," Craig said in a calm, yet firm, voice.

Tweek might have said something else, but I just tuned him out. I learned long ago that it was just best to tune him out. He would calm down on his own, or Craig would calm him down, either one.

"Well, I gotta go pick out the perfect outfit for tomorrow," Bebe said with a smille.

"Yea, I better go with her, bye Stan," Wendy said in her voice that always caused my heart to flutter.

One by one, everyone started leaving, until it was just Kyle, Cartman, Kenny, and myself left.

"Stan, do you think we'll still be friends throughout high school?" Kyle asked, rubbing his hands together.

"Of course, I mean, we stayed friends through out middle school, high school's going to be a breeze!"

"But we didn't merge with North Park in middle school, and in all the movies, friends usually always stop being friends when new people get thrown into the equation, even best friends."

"Well, we're not just best friends, we're super best friends," I said, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Fucking gay," Cartman coughed.

"Shut up, Fatt ass!" Kyle yelled.

"Ey! Don't call me fat you fucking Jew!" Cartman retorted.

Like I learned to do with Tweek, I also learned how to tune out their fights. I instead focused my attention on Kenny, who was reading one of his Playboy magazines.

"So, do you really think you can get a senior girl to date you?" I said.

He nodded, not taking his attention off of his magazine.

"Can you believe it guys? In two years, we'll be able to drive," Cartman said, apparently having ended his fight.

"Yea, and in four years, we'll be able to vote!" Kyle exclaimed.

Ugh, I hated the thought of voting, it was pointless. Not that I'd ever say that out loud though, not after what happened with the giant douche and the turd sandwich. I still had nightmares about the PETA monstrosity.

"Yea! And buy cigarettes and porn!" Kenny cheered, finally looking away from his magazine.

"Hey Fellas, what's going on?" the all too familiar voice of Butters asked.

"Oh hey Butters, where have you been all summer?" Kyle asked, just as Cartman said,

"Get lost Butters!"

"Oh you know, just visting relatives in Hawaii," Butters said, knocking his knuckles together.

"Cool, so are you ready for school tomorrow?" I asked.

"Oh yes! I already picked out the perfect outfit and everything!" Butters exclaimed.

"Oh my god Butters, you are so fucking gay," Cartman groaned.

"Shut up Fat boy!" Kyle yelled.

"Whoa, calm down Kahl, are you mad that I'm picking on your boyfriend?" Cartman rubbed his chin with his hand, "Hm, you know, it's hard to decide who'd be the bottom in your relationship, because you both seem like bitches to me."

"For the love of all that is holy Cartman, can't you go one day without being a total ass? Just because someone stands up for someone, doesn't automatically mean that they're together," I groaned.

Honestly, I did not even see why we were still friends with him.

He hasn't changed over the years, and I doubted that he ever would.

"Kyle and I aren't dating, why, I'm still dating Charlotte," Butters said, knocking his knuckles together harder.

"Still?" I said.

"I thought your girlfriends dumped all your bitch asses when Kahl's Jew dad was trolling everyone," Cartman said.

"Yea, but we got back together." Butters shrugged.

"LIke you even have room to talk Stan, you're still with Wendy," Kenny said before returning back to his magazine.

"Yea, and Craig is still with Tweek," Kyle said.

"Damn, don't relationships ever end in this town?" Cartman grumbled.

"Aren't you still with Heidi?" I asked him.

He shrugged.

"Yea, but I'm probably going to break up with her tonight, because I'm sure North Park has a lot of better chicks to offer me."

"Dude, that's not cool, you're not going to get much better than Heidi," Kyle said.

"Don't even THINK about trying to steal Heidi from me again you sneaky Jew!" Cartman yelled.

"Come on guys, this is our last day of summer vacation, do you really want to end it with fighting?" I asked, standing between them, before another fight could break out.

"Whatever, screw you guys, I'm going home," Cartman said, and he waddled away, much to my relief.

"Ugh! I really hate that guy!" Kyle seethed through clenched teeth.

"Come on Dude, just forget about him, he's gone now," I sighed.

"Speaking of being gone, I better get going myself, I don't want to get grounded!" Butters exclaimed, running off before I had a chance to get a word in.

"I better get going too, I have to make sure my parents didn't get arrested again or something," Kenny sighed, putting his magazine in his pocket.

"See you later, Kenny," Kyle said.

"Bye Kenny," I said.

"So, what now?" Kyle said once Kenny was just an orange speck in the distance.

"Now, we come up with a plan to make these next four years the best four years of our lives!"

A/N:

As you read, they are integrating with North Park, so I'm going to need OCs.

Feel free to submit your OCs.

Just the basic stuff.

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Physical Appearance:

Personality:

Etc:

Thanks for reading!