"You wanna just skip school today?" Craig was back to clicking away on his computer, trying to normalize the moment she could only assume. Maybe that was the most logically outcome upon just being totally dipped out of luck with her father hunting her down and her boyfriend being a dipshit.

She wonders what her sister thinks, or really what her mother must be saying. Though maybe her father hasn't spoken up yet, considering it still counts as a "normal" morning, she could be off at school right now getting in by the early bell if her Dad wanted to play this off until she got back home. Would she even go back home though? She might take Ms. Tucker up on her offer, spend a few nights there postponing the rejection from her family until she's ready to truly handle that type of dejection that came with losing her family. Or maybe just stay on Craig's couch forever and never truly face the music, stay here and live in fear and shame from something she has no business feeling ashamed about to begin with. Honestly? What was her game plan?

"Earth to Sailor Star Fighter" Craig was in her face making obnoxious faces of his own.

"Ew gross" he scrunched up his face and made even more obnoxious slurping noises with his mouth, "Ew grosser dude, what the hell." she shoved his face away before adding "worst, sailor, by the way."

"To be honest with you that whole anime sucked ass and is nearly as gay as you are" He face showed about the most emotional distaste Craig could ever offer, "she was nearly the more, finer of the few"

"Oh dude, Sailor Moon is a fucking league you turdicle" Craig shoffed plopping himself down on top of her before getting cast aside and a pillow thrown at his face. After a few more light hearted shoves Craig ultimately won with a repeated shielding use of his pillow. They laid still for just a moment before Craig repeated huis question prior.

"I don't know? I mean, is this even big enough not to go to school over?"

He rolled his eyes, "Listen, I don't know how any of this gay shit works, like I just know this must really suck" he paused and seemed as if he was rethinking the rest of his sentence, "I know, though, the scare with your dad, and like your whole family, just this shit" he let out an exasperated sigh, before continuing again, "This shit is kinda big, so if you're not a pussy and can just suck it up, cool shit dude. But no one is really gonna blame you if you need to sit back and just, watch me play League all day"

"- and make you watch Disney movies"

"No"

"No deal!"

"Stan-" his face immediately fell, "I mean Star, STAR, Star, shit sorry"

"So definitely Disney? " there was a small victory in this huge defeat, and apparently she was going to make sure it was going to be watching Tiana case her dream all day as a frog.

"Fine. Disney, dude sorr-'"

"We're watching Princess and the Frog" she ran over to his computer and began to log into his Netflix account.

"Dude"

"It's fine Craig, gosh" she can't say she doesn't appreciate the sentiment behind his guilt though, because well, Craig is a true friend and he really feel honestly terrible. Though, mistakes happen and he is exactly that, a good friend who makes mistakes he doesn't have to beat himself up over about. Now Kyle on the other hand…

"Okay but 'gosh'? Randy Jr. much?" Okay so now he was on the same boat as Kyle.

"Shut up?" it wasn't meant to come out as a question but if she said it with any other influxetion in her voice she might've sounded like her dad, again.

He flipped her off and turned back towards his unyielding League game which looked more interesting than her even thinking about her family and the possibility of never having one again, so she left it hanging around in the back of her mind while she watched her prized fighter take down the bitch that thought had her.

"I kinda want to go back to sleep actually" it was nearing six so realistically she had an hour to sleep the rest of the morning away until classes started, if she was even going to her classes though something told her Disney was in her near future.

Craig got up and began to set up his bed and she began to slip away to her first time on Craig's bed, which was just one of those life changes surprises no one would guessed would of happened but it did. She smiled sadly and didn't let herself slip too far into that memory, instead she reflected on Craig's earnest movements. Making his bed neat and almost trying to put effort into making it comfortable with the amount of blankets he sought from his closet and tossed until his mattress. It was the same care and consideration he had that first night, because who knew Craig Tucker was a sweet, charismatic gentleman?

"Okay, get on the bed fuckface" such a charmer.

Though she smiled, muttered a thanks and made her way until his bed with a final defeated flop. She smiled harder into the sheets as he threw the mountains of blankets until her, layer by layer. He had been her knight in shining armor that night, something that inspired this growing bound between them and fast forwarding to now, it almost seemed as if Craig's meant to have been there her whole life.

With those sweeter more peaceful thoughts she slept the rest of her screeching anxiety away with the moments and memories held unto these sheets.

She woke up to someone who was not Craig, or Ms. Tucker which installed that instant fight or flight reflect causing her to jump back and throw the bed sheets. Though she could agree with whomever she chucked them at that, that was a stupid move and luckily for her it was Kenny laughing underneath the first layer duvet instead of say, Craig's father.

"Pussy move Marsh" but to be fair, she was startled.

"Ken what are you doing here?" he movements were still groggy and she felt a growing headache come well into play. As she went to rub her temples she realized her wig fell off and grew even more irritated with the fact she was going to have to find it.

Wait. "Ken, dude, wait, let me explain" he panic set in, she never came out to her friends, today was going to be this huge social experiment and she wasn't even planning on staying the whole day she was going to show for homeroom attendance, where no one knew her face, and skip to watch the new Marvel movie release. She wasn't going to bump into Ken today because Kenny doesn't know.

But now he does, and she'll have to explain even when him being here doesn't make sense she's going to have to explain and tell him why she's here looking like this and pray to some deity that he's not going to take it like Kyle would. Her panic was beginning to settle deeper into her head making it pound against her the front of her skull. She was shaking, she was overreacting and she was going to cry because so much happened in a matter of a morning and Kenny was here and… he looked just as anxious as she did.

"You good?" he placed the duvet back into the nest of other blankets and made his way towards her.

She stared at the bed and wish she never woke up, what does she tell Ken, besides Craig he's all she has left. What happens when-

"Hey man, just get out of your head for a second, okay?"

She looked up and saw him sporting the same doofy grin he uses on Butters when he goes off on those weird conspiracy tangents.

"Dude, I can totally explain all this weird shit" denial, saying it was a prank or a dare. Maybe she could throw Craig's name in there or something to save face.

"Yeah, but like, I don't really need to know anything. It's your business" that's a bit, standoffish.

"Okay…" there was another pause. She rubbed the back of her neck to support her nerves and then went back to her forehead and in efforts to massage it. Another few seconds went by before she spoke up again, "So why are you in Craig's room?"

He was smiling again, and it always made Star smile when Kenny did. "I'm on babysitting duty", what? "Craig had to go to school so he called me to come over."

Oh, "so where's Ms. Tucker?" she went over to the bed looking for her wig, "and why aren't you at school?"

Ken looked like he was considering both answers deeply, even though both questions were pretty straight forward, and it was almost a full minute before he spoke again. "Butters knows how to use kickass highlighter if you want to make your face pop more"

Does everyone really need to comment on how she did her makeup? She glared over at him before he returned to answering both of her questions, "Craig's ma is downstairs. She said to wake you up and that breakfast is gonna be ready in a few" and that seemed to be the end of it.

She guess it didn't really matter why Kenny was here or rather not at school, it sort of did matter to her that he was here but there was the nagging fact he was skipping class though they both were.

"You'll think she'll get in trouble?"

"For?" Kenny was on the bed next to her searching for what Stan assumed was the wig, otherwise him searching for anything at all would be questionable as to why he was searching to begin with.

"For housing two skipping teens, aren't there like laws in place against that?"

"Here" Kenny found her wig, " laws? Like you think she's gonna get arrested for helping us skip an hour of school?"

"Well I'm not going into school today" she said with a bit more confidence in her voice, "so that makes it a whole day".

"Right, so you think she's going to get arrested-"

"- okay fine, not arrested but like still." Star was nervous, this was strange, scary and new what is she suppose to think right now?

"No dude she's fine, she's been housing the rejects since '97" he smiled more so to himself at his own inside joke.

"Okay so, now what?" she sat next to him on the bed fixing her hair outside of her wig cap, then settling on removing it all in all. She wanted to wash her face now, she felt gross.

"I fucking starving dude, can we eat?" she looked up at him,saw him with her wig on and snorted. "Sexy, aren't I?"

She laughed a little, challenging the throbbing pain of her headache but enjoying her good friend's earnest smile more, "i dig you better as a blonde"

"So you do dig me?" he wiggled his eyebrows and let out a seductive pur

"I'll see you downstairs" ignoring his flirtatious actions and exiting the room.

"Ouch my self-confidence Stanny-poo" she swallowed hard, it was implied she was different now right? So maybe it wouldn't be too bad to just,

"Dude, please call me Star?"

He winked at her, "I dig it, Star. I truly do"

So, not sure if anyone still reads, but here ya'll are. I'm slowly trying to introduce friendships and suck now and then get the story kicking, this story is predicted to have 11 chapters, so stay tune and R&R if you're able