Fuck Trump, I'm still on this. (By the way, Hello_Im_Crazy279 I really need to know your playlist, mine is boring by now.) by the way, fuck global warming, the only good thing about cold is snow and it melts it's ass, snowing RN.
Fun fact, I'm making this every single break I have, which is kinda.... considering I have responsibilities I don't have a lot of free.
Warnings: Cursing.
Ages: 17.
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Satu's POV.

I take a deep breath as I get hugged by mom. It's so harsh, I know she doesn't mean for it be that harsh but it just is. Maybe it's because of the fact I'm out and proud in such a dire time but I think she might be scared.

He might pass it! He might actually make everyone go back into the closet for their own safety. He quite literally might...

"Bye Satu," She says.

She kisses me on the forehead.

"Blow them away," she mutters.

I smile and start walking towards my school, smiling.

You can do it, Satu.... with good luck, they might not recognise...

"Oh hey."

Kenny has a huge grin on his face.

"Should've warned me, Sta-. Eh Wait what are you called?" Kenny asks.

"Satu, it's an old name from Finland and my mom loved it," I say.

They wink. Oh fuck off.

"Hey," Kyle says.

I jump. Holy shit he got close without me releasing.

"Sorry to scare you," he says.

"Shut up," I say.

"Come on, I didn't even say anything bad," he says.

"Doesn't matter," I say.

The bell rings and both of them start dragging me ahead.

"Oh shit," someone mutters.

Kyle lets out an actual growl. What the fuck?

"If you hurt her-," he says.

"Wow. Getting ahead of yourself there. What gives you that idea?"

They have a staring competition over me. Damn shortness!

"I really just wanted to say she looks just like a girl."

I finally turn around. Well, Cartman's voice is... very different.

"Thank you," I say.

He nods and I leave with the Kyle and Ken. When we get into the gym, I kinda wish we had not.

Mr.Garrison is mid a lecture and without even thinking about it (after I have heard enough of his anti-trans bullshit), I scream out,

"BULLSHIT!"

The gym falls to a silence as I keep my eyes on the orange in front of me.

"Complete and utter shit," I say.

I'm not the one to get angry this way....

"Enjoy some of the last years of presidency because as soon as it ends, I'm suing the shit out of you and your criminal activity!" I say.

"You wouldn't."

I smirk a little.

"Watch me, President," I say.

It comes out with more venom than I was expecting. It's not really like me but this man wants to take all the process made and I will not allow that, ever.

"It's quite a few years before you have a say, Stanley."

"Actually," I say.

I raise my hand with three fingers.

"One, it's likely I have more respect than you will ever have," I say.

I put that finger down.

"Two, unlike you, I haven't ruined lives like crazy," I say.

I put it down.

"Three, it's Satu. So if you want to apologise," I say.

There is a moment of silence.

"Need I remind you of your Criminal shit?" Nic asks.

That's my non-binary friend.

"Let someone with a stable mind take the wheel," Token says.

"Jesus, take the wheel!" I say.

Even Kyle starts laughing.

"No but i mean. Sometimes, people need to let someone better do the work," Token states, looking at Mr.Garrison with looking not at all mocking even while his tone is the way you'd speak to a child, which, when the man is like 60 years older, is just a fucking insult.

"What's going on with you all? I thought you would be on my side, I am your teacher."

"Correction, was. Plus. When you decided to fuck up our country worse than it already was, we stopped being on your side. It matters to us, we care for the place we were born in," Wens says, getting up themselves.

I get up too.

"I mean... c'mon. At least learn to cover your tracks," Bebe says.

"W-What?"

"The Saudi reporter, remember? You said you hadn't been involved with the Saudi's yet you had. If you're going to claim to be better than you actually are, at least cover up your ass," Bebe says.

"Or the Russian shit," Ken says.

They just look Trump in the eye.

"If you really want something... where is that wall?" Leo asks.

We look at him.

"I don't want it! I just meant that he has pulled stuff out of his ass way before," Leo says.

I mean he did have Mexican minions as professor Chaos. I would assume he cared for them just a little.

"You're all convinced by the fake news!"

"The only one that believes fake shit is you when the Britain first thing happened," Craig says.

"True that! You're the president, you shouldn't be convinced by this fake shit that's clearly staged," Kyle says.

"He's not President much longer, if the people have learned. The vote is next year after all," Clyde says.

"Which will be pretty much anyone else from me," Red says.

"Is nobody really with me here? Cartman?"

We all look at Cartman.

"Look I hate a lot of people but gays and trans people are completely fine," Cartman says.

Mr.Garrison starts to leave, muttering something about fake news.

"Hey!" I yell after him.

I grab Ken and kiss them.

"Big old fuck you, Garrison," I say.

Kyle laughs.

"Yeah," he says.

He kisses me. Oh shit!

"Fuck you!" He says towards Garrison.

There is an admiring around the place, whispers like,

"Holy shit, they've got guts."

"And Garrison," Cartman says.

He looks at Garrison.

"Aren't you a closeted gay yourself? And haven't you changed your gender?" Cartman asks.

Garrison nods.

"Then why the fuck are you against something you know is natural?" Cartman asks.