just like a fairytale [steek]

•the first bump in•

Tweek tweak, ah never noticed by anyone. when he was noticed by pepole it would only be to acknowledge how lonely he was. He believed this year his senior year of highschool could present new opportunities and boy was he right. By now his twitching was better he didn't twitch often only if he was seriously anxiety ridden. He finally got tired of button up shirts and had stuck to a style of jeans and baggy tshirts. he got from thrift stores. He soon entered the classroom but things were different. Wendy absolutely despised tweek. Why you may ask! Probably because bebe had aquitted tweek to be captin and not her. Tweek fully agreed with bebe's option, but didn't realize the whole  soccer team including stan marshly  would be watching the team during practice. Now wanted to try and spice things up this year. So he resorted in trying to teach them new dances while trying to not freak out over seeing craig. After all craig did something despicable. How could he not be mad.
It was Stan’s senior year and he was finally satisfied where he was on the soccer team for the crows, everything was going well and their first practise had come about. They were lucky the school oval was big, almost every team was out here practising on it in one way or another. On one half of the oval were the football players like Craig Tucker and Eric Cartman who were currently practising smashing into the fake people practise equipment while the rest of the team where practising throwing and catching the ball. To the left of them sat the archery team, the only person he knew of being Token Black who had just hit a bullseye and had his gaggle of followers cheer him on. In the soccer team with him was Kenny McCormick who usually played right wing and Clyde Donovan who was one of the best goal keepers in the state. For the last three years, their team had gone to the state finals and this year was going to be no different, not while he was a senior and certainly not while he was captain. Today it seemed they were sharing their side of the field with the lacrosse players, none of which Stan knew and didn’t bother getting to know. Lacrosse players were dick heads, he certainly couldn’t care less for them. Apparently, they also seemed to be sharing with the cheerleaders. Some of the boys on his team. Specifically the sophomores were more than static about this, not even keeping their eyes to their selves as they stared at the cheerleaders who were currently warming up on the field. Stan looked over to see who exactly was on the team. Of course there were girls like Bebe Stevens and Nichole Daniels, two of the most popular girls in school and then of course his ex Wendy Testaburger who he had finally gotten out a relationship with last year after 7 long years of being on again off again with each other. There was someone he didn’t particularly recognise though, a small blonde boy, he looked for a second in curiosity before Clyde came over and snapped him out of it, reminding him that they needed to get into practise. From there on Stan tried to focus on the practising, going through drills and new tactics with his team, looking over at the cheerleaders from time to time.Cheer practise always finished first, even before soccer or football or any other sport that was on the field. That was purely because they didn’t have a hired coach, Stan thought. The girls and Tweek seemed to be good at what they did and therefore didn’t need further encouragement or guidance simply because they did their job in winning competitions and hyping up the crowd at their games. Stan and the rest of the soccer team played deep in the night, they were good, yes, but they needed to keep other teams in mind, they were training too and they couldn’t get cocky even though they were champions. Stan had looked over to where the cheerleaders were once practising and saw the one sole boy that was on the team before but he wasn’t doing extra practise or anything, he was merely sitting there. The boy had looked familiar, but he had never talked to him before. Stan had beaconed Kenny over to ask about him and then it suddenly all made sense. He was the other victim of the cluster that was Craig and Wendy, who were still apparently going strong after they got together. It made Stan bitter. They all broke away from practise, into the changing room and into their casual clothes. Stan came out in black sweats and a plain white tee, his hair wet from the shower he had. Stan noticed the boy was still there, what was the harm in speaking to him, even if it was for the first time HIs teammates were all preoccupied with the idea of going to Ronny’s to have a big dinner, as they did at the end of most weeks to celebrate the end of practise until monday, Stan would join them later he supposed, his curiosity over the boy meant more to him right now more than anything else. Craig had approached the boy, he felt a little awkward, again, he had never noticed nor knew the boy in his high-school career. Stan cleared his throat and looked down at the boy, “hi” He said awkwardly before looking to the side for a second, sighing a deep breath. “I don’t think we’ve met before, at least I don’t remember so I thought I’d come introduce myself. I’m Stan” he continued. Tweek jumped from the voice alone as he caught his breath. Of course he was absolutely terrified but spoke. "H-hey" he said akwardly as he picked up his now dropped books. Tweek was very surprised when a random soccer player sat next to him. I mean he never I really talked to any of the sports player. So it was kind of awkward for him. " nice name I guess" the blond said curiously. He couldn't help but just be a little curious. The only reason that soccer player was actually talking to him probably because he was the captain of the cheer squad. He seemingly packed up his bag and sat back down curious look in his eyes. " my name's tweek by the way and yeah we've never" tweek said in a curious fashion. Who knew Stan was probably curious about why he was on the cheer squad. So what better to do to explain why he was here. " sorry if I was intruding I just sit here a lot. But I guess we'll be seeing each other more. Since I am the captain  of the cheer squad and all. " he stated with the sort of awkward tone. He hasn't really talked too much people mostly because he was too afraid he'd gets rejected. But it was worth a shot right? Tweek then gave a awkward smile before quietly waiting for Stan to respond. Stan shook his head a little as Tweek apologised for sitting in the spot that he was, Stan had no issue with it, he was just curious especially so when he figured out who Tweek was and how at least in some way, he was connected to him. “Don’t worry about it, I am definitely no gate keeping the grass at all. I just figured that I should introduce myself seeming as you’ll probably be performing at our games along with the football games” he hummed softly as he nodded his head, for Stan at least, there was a bright pink elephant in the room that just so happened to be both their exes. Stan was horribly bitter that Wendy was happy, and more so happier with the person she cheated on him with towards the end of their relationship. He was sure Tweek was the same but casually saying ‘hey what’s up both our exes are assholes’ wasn’t something that anyone could bring up casually. “Look” he started before he swallowed “you seem relatively new to the oval, practises happens in rotations, you were next to us today so there’s a high chance you’ll be next to the football players next time and well.. just shout if they give you or any of the girls any trouble, any excuse to punch Craig Tucker I’ll take” Stan laughed a little as his lips curled into a small smile shot in Tweek’s direction.Tweek Let out a small laughed sarcastically. Tweek out the same she wanted to punch Craig so badly."Go ahead because if you don't I will, Craig's my ex by the way if you didn't know " tweek said with a smile. He couldn't stand Craig even in the relationship. So somebody who felt the same hatred it's good to have around. And she went by his word if Stan didn't punch him tweek wood." Kind of maybe I cheated on me with Wendy so I feel hatred for them both" tweek was actually different then what you expect. He was different in the aspect of people thought he was just shy all the time. When in reality tweek was filled with rage sometimes. Especially when the guy he had been beating since third grade pretty much cheated on him with the person he hated the most. Wendy had constantly hurt him. He had all the cheerleaders once kicked him until he was bleeding. See also would verbally attack him calling him names and even before always used to take or try to take Craig away from him. So when Stan said he wanted to punch Craig tweek almost felt happy." Count Me In because I can't just see one person beat him up I need I need I need to punching myself not that I haven't already but yeah " he said with a little laugh. His appearances weird half bad. He had fluffy hair that was everywhere and Cannot Be Tamed, brown eyes that kind of looks like the coffee he always drank, little light freckles that sit on the underneath of his eyes, and his outfit choice was usually a sweater and some jeans. Personality-wise was where it came a little different. He could act Wild but also be sweet. He's none of those things if he's off coffee. Coffee's like a drug to him. Probably staying with his parents in the coffee shop is growing up wasn't the best idea. But could you blame him we all need things to survive School. Stan laughed as Tweek explained how on board he was on the idea of Stan punching Craig, Stan was usually a really passive person liking to sort things out with words rather then violence but he still held a special spot in his brain for really wanting to break Craig’s nose. Stan’s stomach plummeted as Tweek admitted that he also hated Wendy, on some weird and marginal level he was jealous that Tweek could hate the girl. Stan wanted to hate Wendy Testaburger so badly, he just couldn’t. He’d never get back together with her, at least he’d hope to tell himself that however to hate his ex the way he wanted to he just couldn’t bring himself to do so. It was a horrible curse of mortality that he had set upon himself. “Ironically enough I want to punch him for the same reason, though it should be wendy I’m angry at after all. She cheated on me with him. Guess I bored her after literal years together in a relationship” he chuckled darkly, using humour to cover up the anger he still felt about the situation.sure it happened a summer ago now but it still hurt like a bitch. It was hard to move on from someone who was your everything for such a long time. Stan was definitely a more chilled out person, from the group of friends he had since he was little he had to be the leader, and hence had to be passive between the four of them. They were still all tight knit even though they belonged to different groups nowadays. A unicorn group within the high school spectrum. Stan looked to tweek and smiled as he laughed. “Well, I definitely haven’t punched wendy and I think I’d go to jail if I did so you’ll definitely have to find someone to take the bullet for me” Stan joked, moving his fluffy black locks away from his tan face. Stan had to thank his dad only for forcing him to work on the farm they lived at for years, it helped him bulk up majorly and being in the sun for such long periods of time gave him a tan that he just couldn’t get rid of no matter how hard he tried. Stan was tall, once lanky, but now stocked into his height. Stan basically lived in jeans when he was away from practise and was hardly seen outside of his letterman which was well earned.Stan looked around for a second as Tweek admired the sky, it was getting really late now and sat was more than ready to get into bed and go to sleep, hopsulyl not to dream of Wendy or worse, wendy and Craig together as he did most nights of the week. The ravenette let out a small sigh, an odd melancholy feeling swept over him for a second as he got lost in his thoughts temporarily. He’d love to move on from wendy, let her be something to laugh about when he and his forever partner sat and reminisced on their pasts before finding each other when they were old. It crushed Stan that, that person for him wasn’t going to be Wendy, that he wasn’t one of those people who just happened to luck out in life and find their soulmate. Wendy was happier without him and yet Stan was suffering more than ever, more with everything, he felt he didn’t have anything left. He’d get there eventually he supposed, it just seemed a long mile away, a mile he couldn’t run maybe? Like he was stuck on a treadmill that was going too fast even thought the road was right next to him. “It’s getting late” Stan finally said after a brief period of silence “if you need a ride home I’d be more than happy to give you one tweek, it’s too late for you to be outside now anyways, you know how it gets here in South Park- no matter how safe they say we are nowadays” Stan continued with a small smile, looking down at the smaller boy.Stan tried to protest as Tweek walked away but the guy seemed pretty dead set on walking home in the pissing rain. He felt incredibly bad as he walked through the field and the guilt truly settled in as he got into his nice and warm car. Stan was sure Tweek lived near by, and if not he could probably still find him anyways. There was no way anyone should walk in this weather, even if they were masochistic enough to enjoy it. Craig came out of the carpark and spotted him down the main road immediately, something stuck in the pit of his stomach as he saw him, and he pulled over to the side of the road as he came near the blonde.