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Craig tucker

Craig's pov:

     My name's Craig Tucker, and lately I've been feeling different about my good friend Tweak, Tweak is a blonde 'spaz' and has always been picked on for that, of course when people are being jerks I tell them to fuck off.

Right now I'm in my cold, clean silent room constipating life, Everytime I think about Tweak I feel like I'm going to throw up, but in a good way? I don't know, my stomach is flying in each and every way. And it's only Him, not Clyde, not Tolkien only Tweak, even though I feel way differently towards Tweak then all my other friends I still see him as one of my best friends. And it makes me sooooo confused.

  I sit up from my bed and turn on the light, I look towards my red racer figures and sigh, Why can't I just be normal, I don't know what I feel towards Tweak, I push myself up and walk myself towards my bathroom, And splash water over my face, and try to find another topic to focus on.

                 ~~~Time skip~~~
   
    "CRAIG!!! OVER HERE" I look over my shoulder and see a short brown haired male, my friend Clyde Donavon, he's next to my other friend Tolkien black and Tweek Tweak.

    "Hey" I reply, not directly towards Clyde but really towards Tweek, is that selfish IDK, I walk outside my house and slowly walk towards the end of my yard and near my friend group. Tweek seems to be more jumpy and worried than normal.

  "Tweek, are you okay?" I say, he automatically jumps at my words and start mumbling. Clyde breaks the tension by saying "He's worried about going into eleventh grade", he doesn't have anything to worry about logistically we have been doing better about not getting picked on this summer, and other than Cartman people like tweek, here's nice and sweet.
  
"Tweek buddy, you don't have anything to worry about, people like you and see you as a really good person" I say patting Tweeks shoulder, "thanks- GAH... I just don't Need facts right now" he replies. I feel bad because, everytime I try to help him he doesn't want facts, witch what else would he want?

   "C'mon guys, were going to be late if we don't start walking now" Tolkien points out the obvious, and we start walking to South Park high. Clyde's talking about how he hopes there's taco's for lunch, Tolkien is listening to him and me and Tweek are holding hands walking together.

    Finally we are at south Park high, stans 'gang' is sitting on the stairs and Pip and Damien are hanging out behind the stairs near a big maple tree, gay. I hear Tweek becoming very worried, I squeeze him hand and try to calm him down, he squeezes bad and smiles at me, I stare back.

"RINGGGGGGGGG" 'that's the bell...' I think walking towards the entrance holding Tweeks hand, My stomach is... fluttering-? That might be the right word, We walk towards the entrance and approach the main office, we finally get out schedule, "what's your home room" I ask Tweek, he looked over his schedule with his eyes witch have dark eye bags under, "Mr.garrison" he says with a supportive tone, "same! I am sooooo happy we share home room" I say. We both smile at each other and try to find room 102.

 

Hiiii this is my first story! It's really bad and I'm dyslexic so I personally don't think this is very good 🥲😅 I also am a minor and just got off school! So I'll be able to wright more now!!!