Pete's little sister had brown hair, and was wearing purple pyjamas, holding a brown teddy bear. "Are you okay Pete?" She asked again. Michael was shocked. His best friend had a little sister. And he'd never told him. "Who's that?" The little girl was pointing at Michael now. "That's Michael." Pete said, clearly embarrassed Michael had discovered he had a sister. "Oh! You're the nice Michael that saved my brother! Thank you!" The girl ran over and hugged Michael, and he hugged back. She was too adorable not to. "I'm Kayla."

"Sis, I need a moment alone with Michael. You can talk to him in a bit, ok?" The girl pouted a bit, but walked out of the room, and I to the room that was locked before. "I guess you know now." Pete shrugged. "How are you doing this? Who owns the house? How do you and your sister get food?"

Pete smiled. "That's a lot of questions. My parents abandoned us 3 years ago, when she was only 4. For a while we lived low, so no one would take us or the house. But once I turned 18, I inherited the house. Turns out my parents overdosed a year ago. I got a job where I can work from home. I provide my sister with what she needs. I never told you because I didn't want anyone to know."

"Does your sister go to school?"

"Yeah. Did you never notice her waving at me in the hallway?"

The school in South Park was where you did all your years at school, until you go to college.

The next day, Pete came into school. His leg was kind of better. He didn't need crutches but it still hurt a lot. He took a brave step and openly waved at his sister in the hallway when he saw her. "Who the hell is that girl you're waving at?" Henrietta sneered. "Fuck off Henrietta." Pete said, laughing at her surprised look. Michael promised not to tell anyone about Pete's sister until he was ready. "Okay, but who is she?" She pushed. "Leave it." Pete snarled.

At lunch, Henrietta pushed Michael about who the girl was, when he too waved at her. "I'm not saying, it's Pete's secret."

"I'm probably gonna sit with her later." Pete said. The secret was killing Henrietta. She got up, and walked over to the girl. "Who are you and how do you know Pete and Michael. Tell me now." Kayla shrank back in her seat, clearly terrified. "Please don't hurt me!"

"Just tell me who the hell you are!"

"Hey!" Pete was suddenly beside Henrietta. "Don't teach her that language!"

"Who the hell is she?'"

"She's my sister!"

"What?"

"If you bother her again, I'll kill you."

2 weeks later.

Kayla ran over to the table where Michael was sitting, leaving Pete to carry both of their treys. "Hi Michael!" Michael smiled. "Hi Kayla. How were your classes?" She seemed to take a very long time thinking about the question. Eventually, she said: "Fun."

As Pete sat down, Michael was dumbfounded at the girl who was walking over to them. "Hi Pete!" Pete looked up. "Hey Wendy. What's up?"

"Um... well I was wondering- who's this?"

"Hi, I'm Kayla! Pete's sister!"

"Aww... that's so cute! Um, Pete can we like, talk in private?"

"I mean, I guess. Michael, take care of Kayla for me."

The two walked out of the hall and into the empty hallway. "I wanted to ask you something. Um, Pete? Would you like to go out?"

Pete smiled. "Sure, it's pretty nonconformist for the girl to ask the guy out."

Wendy smiled as if she understood what he just said.