Sometimes Love is Fate, Fate is Always Cruel

Chapter One

He was ordinary, or so he thought anyways. He never saw anything special about himself. He was just your average seventeen year old teenager. But he was special, everyone else knew that. Or so they thought. He was Craig Tucker, South Park High School's most popular  male student - Stan Marsh in second followed by Kenneth McCormick. He was the most good looking male there according to all the females, and most males looked up to him. Literally and figuratively. Craig Tucker was good looking, and with good looks came popularity. It wasn't as if he wanted to be popular...in fact he could honestly care less. But, he had to maintain his unwanted status and he did so.

Currently the tall raven haired male was walking by his two best friends. His jock friend Clyde and his rich friend Token. The three have hung out since elementary school, and the three were a force to not be reckoned with. I guess that's what made the next part so...easy.

"Hey, you're in the way." Clyde's voice sounded throughout the hallways, he was a loud mouth. Looking down at one of the smallest males in the school, he smirked. "Move it Stotch." The poor blonde stuttered an apology before trying to move out of the way, only to not move quick enough. Or so Clyde thought, as he shoved the poor blonde into another blonde.

"Gah! Jesus!!" Tweek Tweak, another small male barely had caught the poor boy. Both their books and papers however were not so lucky. A dark chuckle made them both look up before they were both shoved into the lockers and on the ground. Craig had joined in the taunting. He was never one for words honestly, he was more physical. The twitchy blonde gulped, he'd dealt with this groups torment for years. Butters watched in fear as Clyde and Craig towered over them. The next thing they both felt was the nearly bone breaking blows from the two larger males fists.

It never seemed to end, or so the two boys receiving the blows thought until a somewhat softer voice spoke, "I'd move quicker from now on if I were you." Token's smooth voice spoke, he may have sounded sweet...but his sweet words were laced with poison. A threat. Butters and Tweek nodded, though Tweek knew he wasn't out of the woods yet. But he knew his dear friend Butters would be.  He always was, this moment he just happened to be caught in the wrong place at the wrong moment.

Craig smirked down at the two, keeping his eyes mainly on Tweek. He took in the dark bruises already beginning to form, he noted how his body trembled - it always did, fear and nerves, and the dark circles under his eyes. Part of Craig always wondered more about Tweek, he'd always watched him. Whether it be from afar, or when he was beating him without mercy. Crouching down to their level, his face was inches from Tweek's, "I'll be seeing you later." That however wasn't a threat, it was a promise.