What Is Your Problem? I Didn't Do Anything Wrong- (Crenny)

"Fuckboy."

| No POV |

It was really nasty outside,  the sky was gray and it was very cold.  It's been a few weeks since Kenny had given Craig his Guinea Pig. They ran into each other a few times but Kenny refused to talk about what was wrong with him or his face or his arms. Kenny didn't want to bring too much attention to it around his friends. Craig couldn't help but stare or think about him. He thought these emotions are rushing too quickly. 

| Craig POV |

I was in health class, school was about to end too. I think Mr. Mackandcheesyballs was talking about something stupid like depression or whatever. I looked over at McWhoremick just to see how he was reacting to the lesson but he was just staring out the window, his chin resting on his fist. He doesn't pay attention for shit. I mean- well I'm not doing anything either. I guess Mr. MMMKaYYyYYy had said something to McWhoremick because a few people had stared at him. I don't know what he said. Something like... 'young kids...' uh... 'sexually active' due to something or whatever. 

| Kenny POV |

I turned around and I think a whole 1/3 of the class was staring at me. What the fuck? Okay. I guess Mr. Macky called my name or something. I just turned back to the window hoping they would stop. Didn't work. Craig and Kyle were still staring. The bell rang and kinda waited for the majority of people to rush out. Just so that I didn't get squished out the door. I looked over at Craig and his arms were crossed around his forehead leaning on the desk. I smirked and walked up to him and grabbed his hat. He jolted up and glared at me. 

"What~?" I said flirtingly. "Did you lose something?" I dangled his hat in front of his face to piss him off. "Give it back McWhoremick," he growled at me. "now." 

"Spicey~," I said biting my lip. I felt like messing with him today. I was bored and schools over anyways.  He attempted to grab it but I hid it behind my back. He was just a little taller than me. JUST A LITTLE. So I couldn't bring it above his head. He attempted to grab it but I turned my back smoothly. "I'm not joking around anymore, I'm tired as fuck." he said holding his hand out. "And?" I said giving him a handshake smiling. He attempted to grab it again. I chuckled while smirking. He just continued to growl. But then straightened his posture and smirked at me too.  

"Hm?" I said while looking at his evil grin. He suddenly grabbed the fur of my hood and leaned me closer to his face. I blushed a little but he wouldn't be able to see. He suddenly yanked my hood down and banged my head on the desk. I jumped back up and held my face. I kinda just stood there covering my face for a full 15 seconds. 

| Craig POV | 

Dammit. Now I feel bad. He dropped my hat on the floor which pissed me off but I ended up picking it up. I placed it back on my head and waited for Kenny to do something. I gently grabbed his hands and took them off his face. He looked... numb- numb as hell. I snapped my fingers to see if he'd react but nothing happened. I took the collar of his parka and lifted it down to see if he was bleeding or how he'd react. 'Wow...' His face was beautiful. I never got to see his face when he left my house, all I saw was his hair.  His face was scattered in freckles. he had a pink bandaid on his left cheek and a huge bruise under his eye. At first, I thought I did it but it looks days old. "H-hey I- what happened- to your face?" I stuttered blushing a little cause he was cuter than I thought. He was just zoning out. Is he... dead or something. "Dude wake up." I rose my hand and swatted it close to his face as he flinched like it was a baseball bat. 

"There ya go!" I said putting my hand back down. I noticed he looked terrified. Wait wait- oh shit is he having a panic attack. "You good?" I said again getting aggravated that he wasn't responding. He looked up at me and said really randomly. "Ow, that hurt" he then pouted. I think that was a whole minute of him zoning out. How... what...? HUH? "Uh." I found this awkward. He then smiles a really bright smile and shows he has two missing teeth. It was so cute a smile back looking away. I noticed what I did then tried to hide it. He noticed and patted my head. "School." He said. "We should get out of here."

We strolled out of the school and I guess Kenny was walking me to my house cause he was kinda leading the way. He never put his hood back on either. "Oh by the way, what was everyone looking at me in for? I didn't hear Mr. Mackey say my name." He said breaking the silence and putting his hands in his pockets. I understood what he said I just could stop looking him up and down then avoiding eye contact. I swallowed roughly and said nervously, "Uh I don't know really. He was talking about how Kid's sexual attractions can be triggered at a young age by.... whatever- I dunno. That's all I remember, as soon as Mr. Mackey said that the glass just..." I shut my mouth. "Hm?" He hummed and shifted his eyes towards me as he raised an eyebrow. "Nothing. I lost track of what I was saying." 

That's terrible. Awful. Who would do something like that? Wait no maybe he just saw something in a book or something and found out what it was- or maybe uh- maybe he- that's just terrible. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it. I saw Kenny glaring at me. "What?" I said sternly as I put it in my mouth. "Nothing." He looks away. "Want one?" He looks at me and looks at the ground still walking to my house. "I'll pass."

"Okay. Jeez." He sounded rude as hell. I saw Kennt dart to a trashcan. I swear- that was just- so random. He pulled out o piece of bubble wrap. I looked at him and I was just so disappointed. "That's fucking gross- how do girls sleep with you." McCormick just started to pop the air pockets on the plastic obnoxiously "I don't! Why does everyone keep saying that, I think I've slept with like 4 people." He says childishly playing with the trash. "So- this is what you do for fun? Find trash and play with it." I say to him trying to offend him. "Si!" He says completely distracted by the piece of trash. The popping got aggravating so I snatched it out of his hand. 

"Aw..." Kenny pouts. I smile. We become silent as we approach my house. "Uh... Ken- McCormick." I coughed in between my sentence. "Yessssss, craigy-poo~~~," He says fluttering his eyes while striking a feminine pose. "Stop," I growled. He did a kissy face. "You want goodbye kisses?" he sings fluttering his eyes more. "Sure~" I. Was. Joking. "Okay your highness," He leans down on one knee and kisses my hand. I swear I almost slapped him, but I already did it today. I just glared at him. My face was probably noticeably red. He chuckled at my reaction. 

"Fuck you." I flipped him off. "Mhm~ Goodbye baby wabey~" He sang while walking and turning his back and walking down the stairs. I flipped him off with both hands as he turned the corner and winked at me.  I slammed the door embarrassed. 

I walked in and my mom looked at me. "Where is your hat sweetheart?". "What," I put my hands on my head then clenched my fists and run back out the door and followed Kenny all the way to his house; 

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