The following morning, I did my normal routine and headed to school. Karen was still in my room her school starts an hour after mine. I walk quickly to the bus stop seeing that I'm running a little behind schedule. I see Kyle is already there.

"Kyle, I need to talk to you."

"Dude, what's going on?" he asked concerned. "You look all super serious."

"My dad almost hit Karen last night," I explained feeling mad all over again. "Now that I'm working I'm thinking about getting my own place."

"Seriously?" asked Kyle in shock. "I mean what about school?"

"I will still go to school don't get your panties in a bunch," I said rolling my eyes. "I need you to help me put this plan into action. I don't know where to start or what to do. I mean is this idea completely stupid or do you think I can do this?"

"Had you paid attention when we had to play being married for our school assignment you would know," nagged Kyle.

"I know I know," I drone. Kyle goes quite for a moment as he contemplates my request.

"I think you can do this," says Kyle looking serious. "This is going to be hard work but it sounds like you are ready to man up about this."

"I don't have a choice," I replied. "My parents are getting worse. I keep trying to tell myself I can make it at least until graduation but I don't think that is possible."

"What was your dad so pissed off about that he would want to hurt Karen?" asked Kyle.

"You remember that sleep over she went to," I replied. "Well my parents somehow found out that there were boys at the party."

"Dude…" said Kyle. "Like at a sleepover. Jesus are they having sex already?"

"God no," I replied. "Well at least not Karen. If Tricia is anything like her brother I wouldn't be surprised if she is having sex already. As long as Karen isn't I don't care what they do." I see Stan jogging over to us.

"Hey guys, what's going on?" he asked.

"Kenny is trying to get his own place," explained Kyle.

"What? Is that even possible?" asked Stan with his hands in his coat pocket.

"Actually, it is," replied Kyle. "I will need to look more into it though. I will need to look at his monthly income, things like that."

"When are you trying to move out?" asked Stan. "I mean this seems so sudden."

"His dad almost hit Karen," explains Kyle folding his arms.

"That's fucked up," said Stan.

"You have no idea," I replied. "He literally had her pinned down to the sofa like he was going to pound her face in. I have never been so terrified. I want to move out as soon as I turn 18 if I can. I mean I know the apartment might not be the best but it's better than wondering if my little sister is going to be okay."

"Where the hell was Kevin?" asked Stan.

"Shit I don't know," I replied rolling my eyes. "Probably off getting high somewhere. I wonder if he even realizes he is slowly turning into our parents."

"Sup losers," said Cartman joining us as the bus approached.

"You almost missed the bus," I noted.

"I'm here now so it doesn't matter," said Cartman. "I was not rushing my breakfast. Mom made bacon, eggs, sausage, ham, and pancakes. I enjoyed every single bit."

"I bet you did," I replied as I gave Kyle and Stan a look to not say anything to Cartman. I don't have time to hear Cartman's mouth about my home life. God would it kill him to be supportive for just once in his life. I sit down with Cartman sitting next to me. He was rambling about some new game he wants to buy. It's one of those special releases where you can get a special bonus for preordering it at Game Stop. He is picking it up at midnight and asking if I want to come along. I tell him maybe. Depends on how I feel because I do have a lot on my mind right now.

The bus comes to a stop when Stan was the one who remember I worked yesterday.

"How was your first day on the job?" he asked. We are climbing off of the bus finally arriving to school.

"Pretty awesome," I replied. "It's a really laid back kind of job. I'm not sure how promotions work there but I definitely want to work my way up. I actually saw Butters there yesterday too."

"Butters?" questioned Cartman. "I can so see him going into a place like that."

"Shut up Cartman," I replied. "It was his dad that came there. He was just along because he had to be."

"I see why he has such high scores," said Kyle. "With him staying grounded all the time." I shake my head thinking about how his parents treat him. I hear Stan phone go off. "You might want to put that on silent."

"I know Kyle," said Stan annoyed pulling out his phone. "Awesome, Bebe's parents are going out of town, big party Friday night."

"I can swing by after I get off from work," I said as we reached Cartman's locker. "I have been waiting for someone to have a party."

"Sucks that you have to work," said Stan. "If it can really help you then it will be worth it."

"Totally," I agree adjusting my backpack strap.

"Come on Stan," said Kyle grabbing him by his arm like a little kid. "I'm not trying to be late to class." Sometimes I wonder how Stan would fair without Kyle looking out for him all the time, something tells me not well. I had all my books in my backpack. I did not have to worry about going to my locker. On the up side, I'm looking really forward to this party. I know I'm going to really need a way to unwind by this weekend.