South Park x reader

Pete x Conformist! Reader

  'I swear to god I fucking hate the color pink!' You thought throwing your cheer jacket on your bedroom floor. You were happy the cheer season for you was over and now you get to play lacrosse again. Something else was on your mind 'Who was that goth guy staring at me? He was kinda cute!' You knew this guy wouldn't like you you were a "conformist to society's standards" as the goths call it.
You looked at your pink walls wishing they were (f/c) instead of the reechoed pink hue. The curtains were thankfully black ,one of your favorite colors. You sat on your (f/c) duvet cover on your soft bed. You reached over and grabbed (favorite book) opening it to where you last left off. You slip through three chapters before your mother called "(Y/n) it's time for dinner! I (made/bought) your favorite!" She yelled.
"Coming mom." You replied you couldn't believe your mom (made/bought) (favorite food).

Time skip brought to you buy Cartman Land. Go if you wanna...die.
You ate your food like it was the last food on earth. As soon as you were done you help your mom clean up and went to your room. You just wanted to sleep until you heard your phone buzz.

   Unknown number: Meet me behind the school. I'm in your class so don't worry I'm not going to hurt you. But wear black.
   (You): Okay. Are you one of the goth kids?
   Unknown number: Are you a fucking conformist. Hurry up and get here.

   You went to your closest and grabbed your favorite black hoodie and a pair of black skinny jeans slipped on your black high top converse and left your house. Your mom didn't question since it was Friday night and she was sitting drunk on the couch watching The Real Housewives of Atlanta. Sneaking out was pretty easy getting there was the hard part.
The streets of South Park at night were dangerous since people did some pretty fucked up things at night. You made your way to the school and you saw him.

TO BE CONTINUED.....