You were running through the halls of South Park Elementary because you recently bumped into a goth kindergartner who had a KNIFE! It made you laugh yet panic at the same time. Why the Hell did this... child... have a knife!? You thought. As you were thinking you weren't paying attention to where you were going, so you ran into another kid.

You both fell to the ground, grunting as you did so. You ended up hitting your head on the floor, but not to hard. You looked up to see who you bumped into... Oh, shit. It was Michael, another goth kid.

"Stupid emo..." He mumbled as he stood up and dusted his clothes off. He looked down at you with a slight glare.