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A complete mess:

"Aw, come on, it can't be that bad" I laugh.

"No, dude, I swear it so is" Kyle insists "The stupid asshole doesn't know a fucking thing. I left him my notes to learn the multiplication tables up to ten by hard, but I doubt he will do it"

"And how about history?" I ask amused.

"Don't even get me started" He answers darkly. I laugh "Shut the fuck up, Kenny, it's not funny! I don't know if we can do this, even if both me and the fatass do our best"

"Don't stress yourself so much, dude" I tell him reasonably "I'm sure you can do it. Not saying it's gonna be easy, but you'll manage just fine. And don't worry about Cartman, he will try hard too, he really doesn't want to repeat the year. I called him last night and he said he couldn't talk much cause he had to study" I stress these words "You heard me? He didn't want to talk cause he had to study. It was so creepy, Cartman worrying about studying. I don't know what you did or said to him, but it's working"

Kyle smiles in obvious satisfaction "Just a little persuasion. I'm glad to hear he's trying to do something, but it's still gonna be really hard"

"Yep" I agree "It's gonna require some hard work, man. And a whole lot of patience"

"Ugh" He puts his head in his hand and grasps his hair in frustration "I'm not good in that department, specially with Cartman"

"Yeah, I know"

"This is giving me a headache"

"Then let's drop the subject. It's your free day after all, you should be enjoying it"

Indeed it's Wendnesday afternoon, the only week day Kyle doesn't have classes with Cartman. It's only been two days and already he looks ready to commit suicide. Or murder rather. Can't blame him really, Cartman has always been a jerk to Kyle, more so than to anyone else and that's saying a lot.

So after having some hot dogs for lunch we decided to go to throw rocks at cars and here we are "Hey, have you talked to Stan already?" I ask him, absentmindedly throwing a rock at a truck going by. That earns me a loud horning.

"No, not yet, he told me he would be bussy the first couple of days. I'm gonna see if I catch him on messenger tonight" Kyle picks up a rock and throws it hard at a Mercedes going a bit above the speed limit. It hits the driver's window.

The driver lowers the window and yells "You little fuckers!" But, fortunately, keeps on driving.

We laugh out loud at this "Nice aim" I say, still laughing. After annoying a couple more drivers, we start walking back to my place "You sure you wanna come home? The retards might be fighting again" I roll my eyes.

"Dude, everything is better than having to put up with my mum these days" Kyle says with a hint of frustration in his voice "I swear that it's nearing the point where I will rather hang out at Cartman's than back at home"

"Dude, that sounds seriously fucked up" I laugh.

"Yeah" He nods "Yeah it is and I'm totally bluffing of course. But seriously, she wants me to spend all August studying so I get an early start on fifth grade! She's gonna fucking ruin of my summer! As if Cartman isn't doing that already!"

I laugh even louder "I swear I don't know how to put up with her. Can't believe she wants you to be even nerder than you already are!" That earns me a hard shove that almost makes me fall. I shove him back and then sober up "Still, it's no better at my place. Plenty of yelling and name calling. My brother is unbearable" I pause a second and add "He's on drugs. Mum found then on his drawer"

"Really?" Kyle asks looking concerned "What did your parents do?"

"Pft, dad can't care less, I'm sure" I laugh again, but this time it's more forced and I think he notices "He does them himself, after all. That and all the alcohol kind of make it hard for him to know what the fuck is going on at the house. He might as well be living somewhere else for his awareness of the situation"

Kyle is silent. Damn. I said to much. He doesn't need to know this stuff. Then he says "And your mum?"

"She was mad at Kevin, obviously" I answer. Time for subject change "But, dude, it's nothing. They are always like that. They suck. All families suck, right?" I grin at him "Anyway, did you watch Terrance and Phillip last night?" He seems to take the hint and that leaves the subject of my family right behind us, where it should be. We chat happily about the old episodes until we get to my front door.

"I so can't wait for the new episode!" Kyle says excitedly "Why the fuck do they have to take summer breaks? I hate all the waiting"

"Not to take vacations surely, that would be too obvious" I joke "It's only two months"

"Yeah, well they are the worst too months of the year" Kyle declares.

"The two months in the whole year in which you have no school at all, you mean?" I keep on joking while I open the door and get in the house, Kyle right behind me "Damn, you're like the nerdest nerd in all time"

"Are you making fun of my awesomely cool nerdiness?!" Kyle says in a mockingly threatening voice "I'll kick your ass, McCormick" He shoves me again but more lightly this time.

"I would never" I grin as we make our way to the couch facing the TV. We sit donw and I try turning it on, but for some reason it just stays off. I struggle a bit more with the remote before getting frustrated "Damn, it's probably out of bateries" I get up to turn it on with the TV button, but the stupid thing still wont turn on! "Shit!" I turn to Kyle and say frustratedly "This piece of crap must be broken"

"Oooh, sucks. Life with no TV is meaningless" He jokes, obviously trying to lighten up the mood. I snort.

At that moment, Kevin walks in looking tired as hell "Hey, whats up with the TV?" I ask him as he crosses the room to go to the kitchen.

"Don't you know?" He shouts from the kitchen "Dad didn't pay the light bill, we have no light in the house!"

"What?!" I suddenly look around and just notice that there are no lights turned on, the only light coming from the open windows.

"Yeah" Kevin walks back in with a beer in his hand "The fucking dickhead couldn't get the money to pay it this month, so we have no light. Whoopee" He opens the beer and takes a swig.

"Oh, because you are much better, you retarded druggie!" I yell at him in anger. This is so fucking perfect! Like things aren't bad enough around here already!

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, KENNY!" Kevin yells back completely enraged and throws his still full beer at me. I duck just in time and the bottle hits the wall, spilling the beer all around the floor and the wall. I notice that a bit of it hits Kyle in the hat, who's still sitting on the couch looking shocked "And what about you, huh?!" I turn around to see my apparently-already-drunk-from-before brother walking towards me looking very angry "As if you spend every fucking night jerking off to dad's porn magazines! As if you aren't gonna end up just like him!"

I see red. Damn, that fucking does it! Blind with rage I punch him hard in the stomach "YOU SHUT UP! You are just screwing us all over and you don't even realize it!" Kevin punches me right back in the shoulder and we start hitting each other everywhere we can reach. It hurts alright but in my anger I can't care less, I just want to get this frustration out of me, so I close my eyes and just punch as hard as I can

I hear some yelling and suddenly I feel a pair of arms grabbing me from behind and pulling me back. I try to free myself but I'm already quite out of energy, so I give up. I open my eyes to see whats going on. Dad has Kevin grabbed by the hair while, trying to calm him down while Kevin struggles, and mum is beside them bellowing something that I can't understand. Nothing makes sense, it's all confusing and loud and I suddenly realize that I'm crying.

The hands grabbing me keep pulling me back until I'm out of the house and far from the yelling, thank god. I'm released from the strong grip and I turn around to see Kyle panting. Shit. This is just great. Now he's totally freaked out and I'm crying like a little pussy. He looks at me and I look quickly away, face burning. I so don't wanna see the look on his face.

I hear him sigh loudly "Come on, let's go" He starts walking away. Not wanting to use my brain to figure out where we are going, I just follow him in silence.

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