Learn To Love - Creek

Chapter- 1

Craig POV:

My name is Craig Tucker, I am 17 years old, and life fucking sucks.

I groggily woke up at 6:00am, as I unfortunately do on the daily. I get ready, eat a piece of banana for breakfast, and get my raggedy converse on. I go and brush my teeth before I step out the door, wincing around my recently tightened braces.

I walk to the god forbidden bus stop, adjusting my blue chullo hat so it more comfortably fits around my bulky earbuds. After about 3 minutes in the freezing cold, the bus arrived and I hop on and automatically sit next to my friend Clyde. Clyde and I exchange a silent nod then go back to our phones.

I don't really have close friends other than Clyde, Tolkien, and Jimmy. Sometimes I wonder if they even like me, or they just stick to me because we had been friends since we were about 6 years old .

I walk into my first shitty class of the day, which is pre-calculus. I walk in room 309 and sit in the back corner desk, which someone found humor in drawing dicks all over. I don't really know anyone in this class, but I do know a blonde girl with a scar on her eye named Marjorine. She's not really my friend, but everyone knows her and she is friendly to anyone she meets.

I finish my pre-calculus, and my technology class which I don't even know what I'm doing in. I'm already fucking starving and can't wait for lunch. I guess I shouldn't have had just a banana for breakfast. Anyway- I walk to my final class before lunch which is my beautiful, godly, heavenly science class.

Just kidding, all my classes suck, but out of all my classes, science is most definitely my favorite. I've always enjoyed science because around this time of the year, we learn about space. I fucking love space. Sometimes I wish I lived in space. No one there to bother you, am I right or am I right?

The teacher walked in along with another student who didn't look familiar. Or maybe he does, I can't see what he looks like because he's quite literally vibrating

"Hello students we have a new student here today na- ERIC SIT THE FUCK DOWN- anyways, we have a new student here named.. uhh. Am I reading this right?" The crack headed teen sighed and whispered out a shaky yes.

"Oh uh okay.. children, meet our new student, Tweek Tweak." I hear a few snickers but then a full ass laugh coming from the front of the class. "Cartman shut the fuck up" I say in my normal nonchalant tone of undying boredom. "Ey shut da fuack up ya fag" He said back. I swear my face went into the literal skull emoji. Like what? I'm straighter than a ruler.

I roll my eyes as the teacher said some shit to Cartman, then started the lesson. I zoned out for most of the lesson looking at the tweaker- I mean Tweek. Why the fuck does he shake so much? Does he need to take a shit or something? He's weird as hell. I continued staring at him until I was rudely interrupted by the bell.

The second it rung, it reminded me how fucking hungry I was. I get up and walk out of the classroom to go to my locker. I take out my lunchbox and once in my life remembered to actually LOCK my locker. I got to my lunch table just to find my seat was taken by the twink.

I tap his shoulder "Uhm, that's my seat" I say quietly. Not because I'm shy of course, it's because my voice just sounds like that.. "yo ease up Craig, go sit across from us, let me and Tweeky boy sit together" Clyde says, coming to Tweek's defense.

"Uh-.. oh okay" I respond and go to sit on the other side of the table. I just sat there and ate in utter silence when my 'best friend' talks to the new kid. I don't even know why I'm annoyed.. I just am.

"Don't mind Craig, he's just throwing a lil tantrum because he can't sit next to his best bud." I just flip off Clyde and walk off to throw out my trash. I walk back to the table and put my head down for like.. 5 minutes.

The bell blares through the cafeteria signaling it's time for the last 2 shitty classes of the day. History was a blur, I literally sat there, and within about seven minutes, I'm sleeping soundly like a baby.

I arrive to my last and most shittiest class of them all: ELA. I don't really read well, which already sucks, but the teacher makes my life a living hell. I was the only one not crying about her grandson, Pip, who got stepped on by a giant robot, and now all she does is target me. I was told by my 7th grade ELA teacher I probably have dyslexia or whatever the fuck it's called.

The teacher walked in looking ugly with her saggy tits, and the new kid, Tweek. She introduces him "and Tweek you can sit, uh how about you sit next to Craig, RAISE YOUR HAND CRAIG" I reluctantly raise my hand, and Tweek sped over.

He sat down, dropping his belongings next to his desk. "U-uhm, hi" Tweek says. "Hello" "Sorry" I look at him internally surprised . "Sorry for what?" "AGH- I DON'T KNOW MAN!! Y-you sound angry!" I let out a chuckle which probably unintentionally sounded like a mocking laugh. "You're fine, I just sound like this" He twitches and just turns to face the front of the class. What's up with this kid?

"CRAIG STOP DAYDREAMING AT TWEEK" the teacher screams. I simply roll my eyes and face her. "Oh you think you're better than me? Read pages 278 and 279 out loud for the class. Goddamnit.

That's another thing with this teacher, if I don't look at her for 0.007 seconds, she humiliates me. She knows that I can't read well, so this is a frequent punishment.

I start so called "reading" and fail miserably. The other students, mainly Cartman, were practically moaning with boredom and annoyance. Once I finish reading my two pages, the teacher says. "Good job Craig, now Tweek can you actually read those pages." With emphasis on the word 'read'

The class starts laughing, and I just flip off the teacher as the bell rings. Saved by the bell, am I right?

~end~

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An:
Helloooo. Just a lil expectations here! There will be about 40 chapters in this book. After the book is initially over, there will be oneshots about adventures they endure later.