Author's note: It's been a VERY long time since I wrote lemon so bear with me if this isn't the greatest of fan fictions. I hope you all enjoy anyway. Later Coffee Mates.
(Y/N)'s point of view:
It was the first day of senior year and I had waited for that day for what seemed like forever. I wanted to be done with school already. I didn't really like school because people tended to be assholes, especially him. He was a tall, slender boy who always wore a dark blue coat and a chullo hat to match. He had raven black hair and ice blue eyes that always seemed like they could see into a person's soul. He went around school cursing at everyone and flipping people off every chance he got. His name was infamous, especially with the staff. Craig Tucker. The name that's been stuck in my head since the first day of freshman year. I hated the feelings I had for the bastard, but couldn't deny their presence.
I slipped on a red hoodie, slid on some black skinny jeans, laced up my favorite boots, and left my house to walk to school with my friend.
"H-hey (Y/N)." stuttered out the boy waiting outside my home. The boy was Tweek, he twitched and stuttered a lot because of how much coffee he drank. But nonetheless he was still the person I hung around the most.
I raised an eyebrow to signalize a hello to the jittery blonde. We walked most of the way to school in blissful silence until Tweek spoke up.
"I-is this the year you'll f-finally tell Craig your f-feelings?"
I turned to face him. "I hate him Tweek. He's a bastard who only cares about himself, and you know it."
Tweek sighed and shook his head, but continued to walk quietly the rest of the way.
I walked into homeroom, and sighed with relief as I recognized most of the people there. Kyle and Stan were sitting front and center talking about something that happened with Wendy, Cartman was making some rasist speech in front of everyone, and then there was him. He was sitting in the far corner with his feet on the desk and he was staring out a window. With what little confidence I had, I walked over to him.
"Must you put your feet on the desk like you fucking own the place?"
He looked at me with an emotionless face and, to be expected, flipped me off.
"Flip me off again and I will break your fucking finger. Do you understand me Tucker?"
He just sat there with his middle finger right in my face. The teacher came in and told everyone to take a seat, so I decided I would deal with him later and just took the nearest seat. I sat inbetween the bastard and Kenny, who was casually flipping through a porn magazine. The entire class I felt someone staring at me, and I knew exactly who it was. Those ice blue eyes never looked away from me. I could feel my face begin to redden, but I chose to ignore it.
Craig's point of view:
I couldn't help but stare at her. She was the first girl to ever confront me like that. Most girls just giggled and ran away, but she was different.
"Mr. Tucker, would you stop staring at women and focus on the lecture?"
Damn bitch. I stood up and did what I did best.
"How dare you flip off a teacher, march down to the principal's office immediately young man."
I shrugged and walked out the door with my middle finger held high. While I was waiting the bell rang and I saw an opportunity to leave campus. Just as I was getting up to leave I felt a hand grab my wrist. I turned to see her again.
"Hey fuckboy, I need to talk to you."
I pulled my arm away.
"Fine, then come on. I'm not staying here if I don't have to."
I grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the building and back to my house.
Author's note: So I'm gonna be a bit of a bitch and end this part here. I am going to complete this story immediately after and publish it, but I feel like this is a bit long for a one part story. Sorry I'm taking so long to get to the good stuff. Also I understand this isn't 100% in character with Craig. I took a few liberties with his personality to make it fit the story. Later Coffee Mates.
