Craig walked into class, just making it to 3rd period. He seemed like he hadn't slept at all..like usual.. but it seemed worse. He was almost about to pass out. He sat down as Clyde turned over.
Clyde: "Dude you alright?"
Craig: "I'm fine."
"Doesn't seem so." Tolkien cut in.
Craig: "Stop worrying.."
"Alright." "Fine."
The two stopped pestering Craig..as he'd say. Now the teacher walked in, announcing there's a new student.
"Hello class, there's a new student. His name is Tweak Tweak." "Stupidest name on the planet.."
a few students, including Craig heard the teacher mutter under his breath. A boy with messy blonde hair and a not fully buttoned shirt as he looked at the class. The boy was jittery and his voice was shaky.
"Ngh..Hello. My name is Tweek." He said nervously.
"It can't be.."
The boy looked similar to something Craig recognized from last night. And Craig refused to shake it off. He stared at the boy. His thoughts running.
The boy was ushered next to Craig. Craig couldn't help but look at him every other second. Attempting not to stare. Tweek jittered and looked at Craig. Whispering
"What are you doing? Is there something on my face..?"
Craig: "Nothing. There's nothing on your face."
"Ngh..why are you staring at me?!"
Craig: "I thought I recognized you."
After Class ~ At lunch.
Clyde, Craig, Tolkien, and Jimmy ushered through the halls, chatting and laughing before sitting down. Craig looked at them and started to talk, his voice shaky, it's never like that.
"Guys.. I recognize that Tweek kid."
Clyde: "From where?"
"I don't know. It's so—confusing."
Tolkien: "Maybe your confusing him for someone else."
"No! I'm not. I know it."
Craig said through gritted teeth before Tweek walked over, asking to sit with them. Craig looked at him, his eyes glinting his fear before Jimmy replied.
"S-sure, Tweek." He gave a smile Tweeks way.
As Tweek sat down at the end of their table Craig stared at his food. His mind running.
"Am I crazy?" "I saw him last night.""He definitely looks like that thing from last
night."
"What if he is that creature?" "Should I ask?"
His mind continued running in fear as everyone chatted. Craig was known to be quiet so he was left be.
Page 3 will introduce the attempt to write Thomas' tics (possibly)
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