How Could I Love a Spaz {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 14

~Tweek~

Yesterday after Craig left I had to chase him from my mind otherwise I'd remain that panicky mess. I forced my myself not to think of him for the whole rest of the day, even until I went home. But now, as I walked into the school, dread filled my stomach. 

I have to see him now... My stomach felt jittery. Maybe I could skip class... Or come in late and try to sit away from him. I tried those things when Craig hated me and they didn't work. I'm not too sure that now would change anything. What am I gonna do?!

I stood in the hall contemplating when I saw a tall man in blue looking at me from across the hall.

"GAH! !" I screamed out as I turned around ready to leave the school. I was making my way down the hall as fast as I could when I felt a pull at my arm. Craig, having much longer legs and being less clumsy, had already caught up. "L-Let go!" I squirmed in his grasp.

"Calm down you spaz-!" His grip suddenly loosened. "Sorry... I didn't mean that." He completely let me go now. It was silent between us for a moment before he spoke again. "So... H-how are you?"

How am I? You bully me for so long then kiss me!? And now you're making casual conversation?? Oh I'm fucking perfect Craig! Totally in a sane state of mind right now! Of course I didn't say any of that.

"I'm f-fine... And you?"

"I feel like shit. I didn't sleep at all last night." Now that I looked closer at him I could see the dark circles under his eyes were even worse today. The usual striking grey looked dimmer today, as if he didn't have the energy to look scary.

"I never sleep." I blurted out, wanting to end the silence.

"You'd die if you never slept. But you probably don't sleep as much as you should because of all that coffee." He pointed a long finger at the thermos in my hands. "Don't drink that 24/7 and you'd actually sleep."

"I need my coffee." I instinctively pulled my thermos closer to myself protectively.

"Sheesh kid, it was just some advice." Craig chuckled.

What the hell is going on here? This snowman is suddenly able to not only smile but laugh and not at someone's expense? Just then the bell rang. Our class! That we're both in! Why are you so unalaramed?!  The two of us were just staring at each other as everyone made their way to class.

"B-bell..." I informed him pointing up to the speaker.

"Yeah, I heard." He narrowed his eyes as a eyebrow rose up in question. I'm always nervous but Craig made it worse. Bell? Seriously? That's not even a full sentence. 

"Wanna go to class now? We can walk together since we're both in it. That is, if you want." Craig wasn't looking at me anymore, instead he was looking forward in the direction of English.

"Sure..." I followed him there, keeping my distance out of habit. When we walked in together, some people looked up but no one said anything... Except for Craig's loud friend.

"So you're all good now you two?" Craig shrugged. "So are you gonna sit at our table now?" Clyde seemed to be warming up to me fast.

"Uh... I-" They were both staring down at me, them being much taller made it even more intimidating. Two giants getting ready to eat me. Like that anime... "T-too much pressure!" I whispered to myself and gripped onto my thermos. I began to turn around in an attempt to escape to my desk but Clyde grabbed onto my arm.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He sounded genuinely concerned.

"I... J-just need to sit down!" The lame excuse tumbled out as I yanked my hand away. I ran to my desk and sat down. I put my head to it and didn't look up, even when I heard Craig sit down beside me. The cool surface was doing a great job in cooling my now too warm face. 

It was lunch time before I even noticed. My stomach churned at the thought of sitting at the table with Craig's group again. I poked my head around the corner to look at the people in there. Craig had a plate in front of him but he wasn't eating anything, instead he looked around the room then back at his plate before looking back up. He's so obviously waiting for me! It's rude not to go in but... 

"Hey Tweek," A hand appeared on my shoulder making me scream. I tried to run from it but the grip was tight. "It's just me, Clyde. Come on, aren't ya hungry?" He towed me into the lunchroom and before I knew it I was plopped down in the seat beside him, across Craig.

"I'll be right back!" Clyde jumped up and ran to the lunch line. I began to stand up to get my own lunch when a tray of food was pushed in front of me.

"I'm not hungry." Craig muttered, not making eye contact with me.

"But you played for this! I ngh, can't." I pushed the tray back to him.

"Take the food or I'll shove it down your throat myself." He flicked it back over to me and glared. I slowly picked up the sandwich and took a bite. It was a BLT sandwich, one of the only good foods this place actually served. I stuffed another bite into my mouth. Clyde soon joined us again with his own sandwich.

"Hm? Craig, what happened to your lunch?" Clyde's mouth was already stuffed with food but he kept talking. Craig pointed to me. "Y-you gave it to Tweek?! But you love BLT day!"

"You're talking with food in your mouth Clyde." Craig commented, he looked to the window nonchalantly but I noticed, he snuck glances over to me every few moments.

"This one time I tried to take one of Craig's sandwiches and he almost broke my finger." Clyde went on talking as he took another big bite of the sandwich.

Why would he give me it then? I put the sandwich back down on the tray. Across the table I heard a low rumble and saw Craig clutch his stomach. He tried to hide it with a cough.

"Craig... take the rest of this." I began pushing the tray toward him but he jumped up and glared at me.

He so obviously hungry, why would he give up his sandwich for no reason?

"Shut up and eat the food you idiot. You're pissing me off." And with that he stalked off. I looked back down at the sandwich, my appetite had disappeared.

"Craig acts so strange around you." Clyde commented making me remember that I wasn't alone here. "He seems a lot more on edge when you're around. I wonder why."

"W-what do you mean? He's not usually like this?" Clyde shook his head.

"He's shown more emotion around you in the short time you've been here than I've seen him show in all the time I've known him. It's like you make him crazy or something!" He finished off his sandwich and pointed to my abandoned one. "Can I have that?" Before I could answer he'd already swiped it up and was gobbling it down. I didn't see how he could eat so much all the time and not look like Eric. Soon the bell rang signalling the end of lunch.

~Craig~

"Dammit!" I yelled at myself, punching the closest thing to me which happened to be a locker. I had been trying to be nice at lunch but for some reason I kept messing it all up.

He was just trying to be a nice person but it pissed me off. I gave him it for a reason and he was just giving it back. He was being an idiot... an adorable idiot. And I was being me... a giant asshole. My fist slid down to my side. I'm gonna have to apologize or do something nice. Come on Craig. You want this to work right?