[ѕσυтн ραяк] ᵗʰⁱˢ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ⁱˢ ᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᵗᵉ |CREEK|

ONE

okayyyy! if you're here you hopefully most likely enjoyed the prologue! which i'm glad you did :))
just a little heads up, if you ever wanna suggest any ideas for a chapter go right ahead! it can be on my A/N notes (aka this duh) or on my conversation board. anyways, time to perfect my writing in pov skill🤭

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I cannot believe myself. I've always thought that I wasn't gay, I mean sure I think certain dudes are good looking. But that's usually platonically. Now here I am, staring at a guy I don't even know him. I already think that he's just, amazing with that one awkward interaction.

' ' God dammit, ' ' I whisper underneath my breath. I look away from the twitchy blonde, and I rub my temple. My life is shitty enough, if my dad finds out I might be gay he's gonna be pissed. He can be such a god damn annoying bitch.

I wonder if I should turn the blonde's direction again, to maybe see the progress on my order. Most definitely not to look at him, because that's stupid, right?

' ' U-uh here's your order sir, ' ' a voice to my side said. I quickly turn to see the blonde I was just thinking about. He was carrying my drink and a small plate.

' ' Thank you, ' ' I say as I take my order from his hands, ' ' Oh uhm, by the way, I never got your name? ' ' I ask. Man am I trying to make a move on this dude? Oh god dammit, maybe I am gay.

' ' It's uhm T-Tweek, ' ' he stated.

' ' Isn't that the name of the shop? ' ' I teased. He scoffed, ' ' Yeah
ex-except my n-name has two e's. Pretty f-fucking l-lazy of them i-if you ask me.' '

' ' That is pretty fucking shitty of them dude, ' ' I say, feeling bad for him.

The little bell on the door rings, signaling someone is here.

' ' AGH- oh uh I-I gotta go help those customers, t-talk later
dude, ' ' Tweek exclaimed, walking away leaving me with this fucking delicious smelling food. I look back over to the blonde, seeing him with two familiar faces.

'The fuck are they doing here?'
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' ' Kyle, you know I'm not really a coffee drinker, right? ' ' an ebony asked, turning over to the ginger next to him.

' ' I know that Stan. I've known you basically all my life dude. But don't worry, they have other options
too,' ' Kyle replied looking at the menu.

' ' Other options like alco-' '

' ' No not like alcohol. I brought you here to help get your out of your low, ' ' Kyle cuts him off, looking down at him.

Stan scoffs, and crosses his arms, looking anywhere but the ginger's eyes.

' ' Uhm, a-are we ready to
o-order? ' '  a small voice asked in front of them.

' ' Erm- yes we are,' ' Stan quickly looks over to Kyle, who has a smirk on his face, ' ' I'll have a cappuccino, with some avocado toast!' '

' ' Mhm,' ' the blonde punches in the order into the register, ' ' and anything else?' '

The blonde looks up to the two expectantly. Stan nervously looks at Kyle, his hands gripping onto his tote bag.

' ' And for my friend, he'll have a sweet iced tea, with a chocolate croissant. ' '

' ' O-okay! That brings y-your total up t-to $11.75, cash o-or credit?' ' the blonde asks, trying not to spaz out.