Stars will Fall. (creek)

eight

Tweek pov (hi, yes there is a week time skip technically)

My interaction with Craig at Tweak Bros was the last one for a few days. I expected not to see him on the weekends, but then he started ignoring me during school. It was strange, since he always makes an effort to talk to me or walk near me. He even stopped sitting beside me.

In english he let the other blonde kid, Bradley, sit next to me and Craig sat in the chair far away. I like Craig more than Bradley, all he talks about is mint berry crunch, whatever that is.

In history Craig did end up sitting next to Clyde and the chair next to me was the empty one. Clyde would talk to me sometimes, but Craig never looked at me.

At lunch he didn't walk down to my locker with me and he didn't bother me while I was in the library. After school he left without me and while I was walking I could see him far ahead of me.

It was like that for the whole week. For the first two days I didn't really care. I asked him to stop, and he did. I just didn't think he actually would. I started to get a little concerned on Wednesday, but I didn't mention anything. Then it just kept happening, and I knew he wouldn't be talking to me any time soon. I don't know if it's because I did something wrong, or he just genuinely does not want to talk to me anymore. I never said anything because I figured it was both options.

On Saturday and Sunday I never even saw Craig. Not at Tweak Bros, not outside his house, and not around the streets. Monday started off the same with Craig ignoring me.

At this point I just stopped caring, I was used to being on my own in my old town, this place just has different people.

But I think I might care, just a little. Craig is the first person in a while to actually talk to me. But then something changed, and now he won't talk to me, walk with me, or even look at me. I might've grown attached to him. I think I do care and I want to be his friend. But he doesn't want to be mine. And I don't even understand why.

In english Bradley came and sat next to me again. I watched as Craig walked in too and sat where he's been all of last week. He didn't once look at me.

Then in history I debated just sitting in the empty chair across the room, but Clyde talks to me a bit so for Clyde, I will sit there. But when I sit, Kenny comes and sits in front of me.

"Hey, Tweek! Where's everyone else?" He asks me.

"Um, I-I don't know," I tell him. He nods. I look at the door to see Craig and Clyde walking in and talking about something. They notice Kenny sitting in the seat Craig has been in. Clyde whispers something to Craig and he nods. Craig sits next to Kenny and Clyde next to me.

The two continue their conversation and I just stare at my desk while I wait for the bell to ring.

"Okay, yeah, sorry to interrupt and whatnot," Kenny speaking sparks my interest and I look up to see Craig and Clyde looking at him. ",But what the hell?" Kenny finishes.

"What do you mean?" Clyde asks him, tilting his in confusion.

"What I mean is, why're you ignoring Tweek?" Kenny looks more towards Craig now. He doesn't say anything.

"Uh, Kenny, can we speak for a moment," Clyde doesn't wait for him to answer and drags him to the back of the room. I watch as they walk away.

I look at Craig and he snaps his neck to look at the front of the room. Was he looking at me?

I want to go home, or anywhere other than here. I don't understand what's happening and I don't know what changed. All I know is I feel unwanted and I want to leave.

"Right, sorry about that everyone. Tweek, sitting next to you know," Kenny says when he returns. He sits down and now Clyde is next to Craig.

I hate all of this. What if they all collectively agreed they hate me? Clyde probably told him what I did or how they find me annoying and now they all don't like me. It was nice having people to talk to, even if I pretended I didn't like it, mainly with Craig, but now that it's over I just wish I would've been nicer. Maybe they could've still liked me then.

The bell rings and I can finally leave for lunch. I shove everything in my locker and make my way to the library.

While passing the cafeteria I notice Craig and all his friends, this time Kenny joined them. I try to ignore it all and go to the library.

I miss my old school. I'd rather be invisible than hated.

Clyde pov (for an explanation)

Craig was most definitely not avoiding Tweek because he didn't like him, it was more the opposite. He thought it'd work, despite me telling him many time it's just going to make an already paranoid Tweek a lot more paranoid. I think he's realizing that now.

He's been quiet all lunch and was poking at his fries with another fry. I stand up and tap Craig's shoulder. I wave my hand to signal him to follow me. He does and I take him into the hall.

"What's up with you?" I ask. He sticks his hands into his hoodie pockets.

"It's not doing anything," he finally admits. "I start to feel bad for doing it, then i'm just thinking about him all over again."

"Crazy suggestion, just stop," I say with a dramatic gasp.

"That's weird, I can't just ignore him for a week then be like, oh hey Tweek what's up!! No, it's weird."

"Then do it gradually, dumbass. Like start sitting next to him again, then just go back to being all Craig."

"He's going to ask questions though." Right, I forgot about that.

"Then just tell him the truth. Then maybe you can just get over him."

"Are you saying he won't like me?"

"I'm saying you've known him three weeks, and you only saw him for like an actual week, one of those weeks you were ignoring him, and the other was when you didn't show up to school for a while. So," I finished my sentance with a shrug.

"I have an idea," Craig said. I was excited to hear this idea. "I'm going to kill myself." I was no longer excited about this idea.

"That's a little excessive," I say. I know he won't seriously do it — I hope.

"I'll do your gay ass gradually idea then," He says.

"Only gay ass thing here is you," I said and pointing at him, then walked back to the cafeteria to finish my food.

Tweek pov (cuz we aint done yet)

Tuesday went the exact same — or at least it was. I sitting in english next to Bradley and waited for the bell to ring. Craig happened to walk in first, and started walking to his seat. But then he walked past it and up to my desk.

He stared at Bradley until he got creeped out and moved desks. Why is Craig sitting next to me? Didn't he hate me? What if he's just here to tell me how much he hates me? Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"Sorry," Is all he says. Sorry? He ignores me for a whole week and just says sorry? Who the hell does he think he is? He can't do all that, then come waltzing in here and just say sorry.

"It's okay." However, I don't want to fuck it up again, so it'll have to be okay. I'm so angry at him, yet i'm so glad he isn't avoiding me. I am definitely attached to him.

Not in a gay way or anything, friend way, of course. Or is it?