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                                                                                          Craig pov.

I'M SORRY IF THEIR THOUGHTS ARE LIKE DEPRESSING BUT I'M NOT TRYING TO MAKE THEM DEPRESSED!!!

"I love you i don't want to lose you." i said without thinking but it was true.

"M-me too." he responded.

                                                                 TIME SKIP 9:30am 3rd period

I just wanna go home already i'm so tired. 

"Craig how do you say happy in Spanish?" The Spanish teacher asked me. I mean i learned when i got kidnapped and taken to Peru.

"Feliz?" i responded. 

"Correct" he said turning back to the board. Now i'm thinking about the whole thing with Tweek my mom said he was a bad influence it wasn't his fault that i snuck out. Sometimes love can burn like a cigarette and leave you alone with nothing. When i told him i loved him and i didn't want to lose him he probably just loves me in a friend way or some shit. I don't know what to believe i mean Clyde told everyone already then the word will probably get to Tweek one way or another i still have hope that he might like me though he always blushes when he's around me. And maybe i can convince my mom to let me hang out with him i looked at the clock 10:00AM class ends in 20 minutes. i just doodled on my desk until class was over.

"RINGGGGG" There the Bell finally rang i grabbed my backpack and left the class room then walked to my locker and opened it. A paper flew out i bend over and picked it up then got up. it was from Clyde the paper said 'WE'RE HAVING A SLEEPOVER AT TOLKIEN'S HOUSE!! YOUR HUSBAND TWEEK IS COMING BTW!!" The fuck? why does he always have to say "your husband" i know i like him but still. I turned around Tweek was there  

"W-whats that?" he said pointing at the paper. FUCK UM HOPEFULLY HE DOESN'T READ IT

"An invitation to a sleepover." i responded blushing.  

"o-oh you got invited too?" he said.

"yup." i responded he still looked a little said from earlier so do i.

"c-cool." he responded smiling weakly.

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