Love You, Spaz (UNDER EDITING) (South Park) {CraigxTweek}

LOVE YOU, SPAZ (1) Tweek

I clutch my coffee cup in my hands tightly as I may my way up the stairs.

GOD THIS IS TOO MUCH PRESSURE!! New school?!? You've gotta be kidding me man!!

Yep, new boy right here. I might as well wear a sign that says:

'New boy, he's different and new! Go pick on him!'

Because that's exactly what's going to happen. But, if I get a 'protecter' like my internet friend Clyde told me, then it won't be as bad.

But like I'm getting a protecter!! The only chance I'll get of that is that some boy will think I'm a girl and find me attractive.

It's happened loads of times.

I slowly push open a big, yellow door and take a sip of my coffee. I regret pushing the door open now!! Everyone stares at me as I walk down the corridor and towards the principle's office. One guy in a blue and red hat tries to approach me but an arm stops him from doing so.

I look to see who's arm it belongs to and it's a boy, with dark, black hair and pure blue eyes that are glaring at the other boy. They would look very simalar if it weren't for the skin. The red and blue hat guy had darker skin and didn't have any piercings.

I look at the two males with interest. Then, I begin taking in the rest of yellow poofballs apperence. He has pale skin, and is very tall with an outrageous amount of piercings. A bar on his eyebrow, an load of rings which travel up his right ear and snake bites. He's also quite thin and lanky, with long limbs.

I watch as the taller male approaches me. The other boy stomps off, toward a red headed boy and a raven girl.

I take a sip off my coffee and try to carry on walking. However, the guy grabs my arm.

"Stay there, I want to talk to you." He whispers in my ear.

He is a total stranger, but he has me in a grib and I've got my back pressed against his chest as he whispers to me.

I really wish I had that sign right now, someone would come and pick on me! Oh god!! What did Clyde say about public schools?!

.....

OH GOD, I CAN'T REMEMBER!!

I start to twitch. Maybe he'll get weirded out and let go!

Nope, he leans close to my ear again,

"What's your name," it didn't even sound like a question!

"T-Tweek."

"Okay, I'm Craig. You twitch like a spaz, which is now what I'm going to call you." He clears his throat, "and I think you're attractive, so you're my spaz, got it?"

Ummm....

"Okay?"

I actually don't like that nickname...

But I would never tell him that! IT WOULD BE WAYYY TOO MUCH PRESSURE!!

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Ohhhhh my second creek fanfic!! I need more creek in my works, so yeah.

CYA LATER NERDZ