The Creature He Is

CHAPTER 2

Song: Mikky Ekko - Who are you, really?

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When the next day of school arrives, Craig goes about getting ready and heading off, his thoughts still preoccupied by the events from the day before. Still though, he expected it to be another long day like normal. However, that thought is quickly tossed out, right as he steps into his first morning class, instantly feeling eyes on him. He can't help but try and look to where the source of this feeling is coming from in the room. When his eyes finally find where the feeling is originating from, his heart freezes as they meet Kenny's. He was leaning onto his hand, his eyes now looking like how they were before the incident.

Craig glances away and makes his way over to his seat and sits down, the feeling never leaving him. And as if needing to be sure, he chances another glance over at him and sees that Kenny was still watching him, and not only that, but that his head was now more faced towards him. Craig wonders just why exactly Kenny was looking at him so intently like that, and briefly wonders if is connected to what happened yesterday, which may be likely. Either way, it made Craig a bit uncomfortable. He shifts around in his seat a bit and looks away out the window. He tries to ignore the feeling of being watched as the class goes on, but finds it hard to do.

Eventually the bell rings and Craig gathers his things and gets up. He sees Kenny get up from his seat at the same time, and Craig isn't sure why, but he suddenly finds himself speed walking to the door in order to get out of the class before Kenny reaches it. When he gets a decent way down the hall, he glances back and sees Kenny, but he was no longer watching him now. He instead was heading to his next class with his back to him. Craig let's out a small breath, unaware that he was even holding one in and makes his way to his own next class, thinking that maybe he was being paranoid a bit.

That is until lunch rolls around.

As Craig finds himself sitting with his usual friend group, and only paying some attention to what is going on around him, Clyde suddenly elbows him when he doesn't respond.

"Ow, what?" Craig asks irritatedly, rubbing at his side.

"Dude, didn't you hear me? I said look who's here today in the lunchroom," Clyde replies.

It takes a moment to register what Clyde's talking about, as his vision glances past his other friends sitting at the table and wearing somewhat concerned looking expressions. As he looks to where they are looking however, he understands why. Kenny was sitting at a table about two rows over from his own, but more than that, he was looking at him again.

"He's been looking over at our table for the past 5 minutes or so now," Token says.

"I don't understand why he's staring at us! D-did we do something to him?!" another occupant and friend, Tweek exclaims.

"I don't think so, a-at least I know I ha-haven't," the fifth friend of their group, Jimmy says.

"Maybe it's because of yesterday," Token says.

"What do you mean?" Tweek asks.

"Our gym class was outside yesterday, practicing throws and stuff, and Craig and Clyde's ball hit him right in the head," Token explains.

"Oh Jesus-what?!" Tweek exclaims.

"W-wow," Jimmy says.

"Hey, I wasn't the one who threw it. That was Clyde's doing. So if it's anyone's fault for him staring, it's his." Craig deadpans.

"Wow, thanks man, really," Clyde says back. "Also, I didn't know it was going to hit his head, it just happened alright?!"

"Well, whatever the case is, he's staring at us as if we stole his lunch money or something," Token says.