ᥫ᭡ ;; Natural Habits┊Crenny AU

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Craig's POV

     I woke up to the sound of pans being slammed together at the foot of my bed. It was my sister, with a big grin on her face. I sat up and ousted her out of my room. She left sooner than expected, slamming my door behind her, leaving my ears in a repeated ringing state. I groaned and laid back down on my bed, grabbing my phone and turned on some random Spotify playlist. Didn't even bother to check the time. I got up around 5 minutes later, finding a worn out NASA t-shirt, black jeans, and dark brown boots. Can't find any of my shoes so what the hell. And my signature blue chullo hat. I barely wear it anymore though, only to school and back. I live in Colorado, it will get cold. I take it off once I get to school, it's somehow warm in there.

     I go downstairs and enter the kitchen. I usually don't drink coffee, honestly I don't even like it. But I need something to wake me up. I don't want to fall asleep in class today, shocking I know. I hop up and sit on the counter top for the coffee to be done. Just as it was finishing up, my father came downstairs and entered the kitchen as well.

     "Good morning, Dad." I spoke in my nazzly voice, only grabbing his attention by a small amount. He said good morning back and opened the fridge, pulling out a beer and heading to the living room. 'Damn it's only six A.M.' I get off the counter and take the coffee pot out of the coffee maker. I make my way towards the cabinets and search for a thermos. My mother usually puts her tea or coffee in a thermos when she has to go to work earlier than normal. Says it keeps drinks cold or hot, whatever the temperature is before. Tweek usually brings a thermos to school daily, just figured out recently it was for coffee. I don't snoop around in his personal life so I didn't know.

     I find the thermos not that long after, pour the coffee inside and enter the living room and wait for Tricia to come downstairs. 'I hope I don't seem like I'm copying Tweek 'cause I'm carrying a thermos around. I already got enough rumors about me as it is.' I think while awkwardly standing there, holding onto the thermos and glancing around the room. My father pays no attention to me as I do so, and instead his eyes caught on a magazine. 'I wonder how things are going to go with Kenny. He seemed pretty pissed yesterday so I don't think he's going to go to the auditorium. It'll be a shock if he does though.' My eyes widen by the thought and my eyes instantly go to the stairs. 'Shit. My violin's upstairs. How am I supposed to practice without it? I don't want my father knowing I play violin.'

     I place my thermos on the coffee table and quickly go upstairs, entering my room and closing the door behind me. I pull my violin case out from under my bed and glance towards my door. 'No one. Good.' I notice my backpack near my dresser and go over and grab it. 'I guess it was nice to come back up here, I forgot my normal bag as well.' I bring it over to my bed and start rushingly taking most of the useless things out, only leaving my school binder, pencil case and a pack of cigarettes. I place my violin bag in my backpack as much as I can and close it as much as I can. If I got found out I play instruments, I'd be in deep shit. I put my bag on my back and grabbed a lighter from my dresser drawer; Just in case I forgot mine, I have a spare; And headed back downstairs, meeting up with my redhead sister who angrily stood at the front door. I grabbed the thermos from the table and went out, walking with my sister to our highschool. We walked in complete silence.

     Entering the school, I go over to my locker and put my bag inside, only taking my binder and pencil case out. I close my locker once I finish and hold my things close to me, waiting for the bell to ring so I can go to class. Clyde and Thomas came up to me not that long after and then we all greeted each other. Clyde and Thomas have been dating for quite a while now, a few years. Back and forth. 'I did tell Kenny I would tell my friends about his party. Should I? Fuck it why not.'