Chapter 13

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The bell rang just as Corey entered the class, and they didn't realize why everyone was staring at them until they saw Kenny snickering in the back and glanced down at the hoodie they had on.

Panic rose as they realized they were wearing one of their South Park hoodies, one with an image of Towelie on it with a cigarette in hand.

They looked at Kenny for help, but he was too busy laughing to do anything. 

In fact, he was so busy laughing that everyone in the room turned to look at him instead. 

Corey took the chance while the attention was off them to sneak to their seat, flattening themself against the wall to avoid moving in between the rows. They sat down as Kenny continued to laugh his ass off, literally wheezing at this point. Corey glared at him silently, and once he stopped wheezing the teacher started to talk awkwardly. 

Corey caught a few glances tossed toward them, mainly from Tolkien and Scott, but even the ones who knew about their situation looked mildly disturbed. Even Craig, who'd previously seen their Creek hoodie, looked back at them once with a look of "wtf."

Corey sighed and rested their arms on the desk, setting their head down on top of them as they boredly sat through the lesson. 

The lunch bell rang all too quickly, despite the day seeming to go on for years on end. They walked into the cafeteria a little later than usual and grabbed some lunch, walking toward Kenny's table to sit down with them.

Except, they quickly changed their mind when Kenny saw them. He pitched his voice up a few octaves and mockingly went, "wAnNa GeT hIgH?"

Corey immediately flipped him off with an emotionless expression and moved to sit next to Jimmy like yesterday. 

They ate their lunch as they listened in to the conversation the table was having regarding Stan, everyone hoping he was okay. They were all planning on a time to stop by, and Wyatt even suggested bringing him some gifts to help lift his spirit.

Kenny walked over to the table about twenty minutes later and looked down at Corey, his parka zipped up all the way. "Mrm mm mhmm mrmmm mm," he said, snickering.

Corey looked at Tweek blankly. 

Tweek looked at them, "he said- AGH- he said 'don't forget to bring a towel'," Tweek clarified confusedly.

Corey frowned up at him, unamused. "Fuck you, Kenny."

Kenny unzipped the parka slightly to respond. "Yeah, fuck me."

Corey blinked at him silently, unsure of how to respond. 

After a moment, they just awkwardly laughed and said, "nope."

They got up and joined Kenny as he threw his lunch trash away and headed toward the door to the outside world. Craig joined them as they walked, and suddenly a surge of anxiety entered Corey's system. 

They instantly grabbed Kenny's arm, stopping to look around the room silently. Kenny caught on and looked around as well, while Craig stared at them in an unamused manner.

"What the fuck are you doing," he asked in his usual monotonous tone.

Neither of them responded as they searched the room for possible dangers.

"Hey, I asked you guys a question," Craig said, annoyed. His patience further thinned as he was ignored once again. 

Corey looked at him and he glared at them.

"What the fuck!" He exclaimed, swinging his arms out in frustration. Unfortunately, he ended up hitting the nearby vending machine harshly, immediately pulling his arm back and rubbing it with his other hand as pain coursed through his wrist.

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