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Stirring a spoon around the small cup, Lucky Day let out a small sigh contemplating what could have happened if she had stayed in her little mountain town. She didn't regret her decision to chase her big city dreams although she did wonder about her old friends. It had been ten years since she left South Park at the tender age of nineteen. She left on her own and managed to get an apartment in New York for little money, but soon she wouldn't need to worry about where the next paycheck would come from. After two unsuccessful attempts of being signed to an agency, she managed to break through and get signed. Ever since then her life had been o

"I still can't believe my luck!" Lucy sung out softly to herself, she let out a tiny squeal as she put away the last piece of her clothing. Around three weeks of whining and begging had finally paid off. Lucy had finally been allowed to give her good friend Jess a makeover. That was something rare in itself when it came to Jess so Lucy wanted to make it a surprise for herself as well as everyone around her. She had gone through her wardrobe, picked out all the best clothing then threw them at Jess and told her to get ready and put on a certain amount of makeup. She had even dyed some blue streaks into Jess' hair to try and show off that she

Life had not been what Lucky Day had expected. Once she left a not very exciting but dramatic High School she expected to have a ball in College. Learn new things, have new experiences which would teach her lifelong lessons and cause her career to take off. She had always wanted to do something with writing or photography; she took a course which offered both of these options. She chose to take both, it may have been a lot of work but she didn't mind. When she arrived at her dorm her roommates were the type of girls who lived and breathed drama. They squealed at things such as Twilight and went on about how they would love to find their prin

Despite the rumours that circled the castle, Pansy Parkinson was a smart girl. Students from other houses, and even some from her own, would brand her as a sidekick of the infamous Draco Malfoy. She was that girl who was on the arm of Draco for most the year but ended up being pushed away and dumped. A pureblood Slytherin, sixth year Slytherin girls who would strut around the castle with their heads held high and bitchy comments on the tip of their tongues. Daphne was her right-hand girl, not the smartest girl in the school while to her left would walk Millicent who was also not the smartest girl. Within arguments amongst the three, Pansy wo

Running down the streets as fast as she could Jess was making her way to one of her best friend's house, Lucky Day. About one minute ago Jess had received a call from Lucky, she was crying down the phone and Jess was unable to make out what Lucky was trying to tell her. In panic, Jess put the phone down and raced out the house knowing in three blocks time she'd be at her friend's house ready to fight off anyone in case Lucky were in danger. Getting to the front door, Jess banged her bright white knuckles against it shaking her hand a little to try and get the blood flow going once more. After a few seconds, Vergil opened the door with a grin

All was calm on the streets of South Park; a police officer was sat on the bonnet of his car pushing a thick sugary donut into his big gob. He was half way through his afternoon duty when he decided to take a break, picking up some hot donuts from the local donut drive-thru and going to where he would watch the streets. Occasionally some passersby would glance to him with a raised eyebrow, wondering why he was snacking when he should be doing his job. But the officer would brush them off as he would brush the sugar off his uniform. He pulled his hat down tighter on his head as he snacked keeping an eye out for any teenagers who may be trouble

Gossip. Monday mornings are always full of them after a party. Students whispering left right and centre, no one knowing who was the main topic or what was the main topic until they walked into the school with their head held high. After all, if they were the main topic they would have to show they did not care. Kyle Broflovski however had nothing to worry about this morning, he never got drunk at parties and even if he did it would be at small parties which only his friends were invited too. He was walking into school alone this morning, Stan had left early to meet someone who he presumed was Lucky. Kenny was usually late anyway so Kyle did

Thumping of the loud and catchy beats could be heard miles away, it began to get louder as Stan Marsh and Kyle Broflovski headed towards Token's house. Biggest party of the year for sure, school would be starting in two days and this party would symbolise the end of the summer holidays; the end of their freedom from dreaded school. Pushing his hands into his pocket and breathing out the cool air, Stan couldn't contain his excitement. He and Kyle may have been a little late to the party but it meant they would arrive at a perfect time. A time where everyone would be dancing, some people would already be drunk and the atmosphere which would whi