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Kenny's POV



I woke up the next day with a ringing in my ears. And already shivering hands, god it was cold. Did I keep my window open all night?

I checked my window beside my bed as I rubbed my eyes awake, seeing it was closed. Was there a hole in the wall again? Why is it so damn cold!?

I grabbed my parka and wrapped it around my body, zipping up the zipper and flipping on the hood. Much better. I walked to my sister's room and knocked on her door, waiting for a response. "Hold on!" I heard from inside her door, announcing to her that I was going to wait in the kitchen.

I walked to the kitchen and sat down at the small table in the middle, kicking my feet up on the top of the rough wood.

Once my sister came out of her room and into the kitchen, we grabbed two pop tarts and made our way to the bus stop. We didn't feel like walking all the way to our separate schools. Especially in the cold. We stood at the bus stop with my friends and just talked as we waited, me having to hold Karen close to keep her warm. It was fucking freezing, and she was shivering her ass off.

"Y'know, Kenny, if you keep on touching your sister like that, people are gonna think you're doin' it with her. You wanna be known as a pedo and incester, Kenny?" Cartman began to snicker, glaring at me and my sister.

"Dude, I'm just keeping her warm. You're sick." I huffed out, still continuing to keep Karen close to me. "I'm nothing like that to her. Why the fuck would I be attracted to my sister.?"

"Because you're a fucking slut. You'll fuck with anyone to matter who they are to you."

"Dude, that's so false. Kenny would not get with anyone." Kyle jumped into the conversation, turning his attention to Cartman with a glare. "Especially not with any of his siblings. You're fucking stupid."

Those two continued to argue. It was too early for any of this. Sooner or later, the bus finally came and we all climbed onto it. My sister sat with one of her friends in the front as me and my group went to sit in the back. Stan sat with Kyle and Cartman used an entire seat. Butters sat with Clyde, Tweek normally sat by himself,,, And Craig was also sitting by himself. Should I sit with him or? Yesterday was kind of a flunk.

I just took a breath and decided to sit with him, sitting on the edge of the seat so he would have all the room he wanted. He just glanced at me before laying his head back on the window and looking out of it with tired eyes. "Hey," Craig silently greeted me, not giving me any contact.

I greeted Craig back with a "Hi." as I sat back, watching him for a while. Craig was leaning on the side of the bus with his head resting on the window, his eyes barely open.

He looked tired and cold, he wasn't wearing any warm clothes. Just a normal blue jacket and baggy pants. And the jacket looked rather thin. His hands were locked together in his lap. His boney and pale fingers overlapping the back of his hands. He had nice white skin, and his hands were skinny in a pretty way to me. They were so slim and smooth looking. Mine were the complete opposite. Mine were so rough and clunky looking. They looked so overworked and dirty; I've tried to take care of them but they don't seem like they want to be taken care of.

Anyway, back to Craig... I wish I could give him something warmer to wear. I have my parka but I kinda need it myself. Plus after what happened yesterday, everything from then on just seems awkward. I don't feel like I can just give him something and he would act the same with it. So I just stayed quiet through the whole bus ride.

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