Strange love *creek fanfic*

A shaky beginning (part 2)

Tweek's pov

Hi my name is Tweek, I'm a normal 18 year old teen. B..but by normal I me..an if twitching a lot is nor...mal.

I don't think I was always like this but I've just accepted it. Why do I twitch, you ask? I think it's because of how much stress I have and I don't tell anyone about my stress as most of it's stuff I'd get killed if I said anything. A part of my stress is because of a friend I've fallen madly over. I twitch more when I'm around him, I'm pretty sure I blush a lot around him. The problem is that I'm not a girl..... I'm a guy, but I don't think I'm gay because I like girls..... it's just him that makes me feel this way......

My parents work at a coffee shop which is handy as I think drinking coffee helps me with my twitching, even though people tell me that it doesn't help at all in fact they think it makes it worse. I wish I didn't twitch at all though....

Right now I'm walking to school. I think school is okay, I guess it will help me in the future. I've only got one more year anyway which I should be happy about but I'm really nervous to be leaving. I mean what if I don't get a job or even worse get a house! How am I supposed to look after myself in life without a job! I know you're probably saying dude why don't you just work at the coffee shop your parents run. The thing is that me and my parents aren't very close, so to me working there is off the list. I can't bare them when they go on about my twitching.

I've just got to school and I see him......He wears mostly blue, the most sarcastic guy I know, people like to say he's horrible but I think that's just how he likes people to him, I bet he's the best guy in the world if he let someone get close to him.

As he walks into class, I'm already sat down looking over at him. When he takes his seat he looks over at me into my eyes. I can't tell if he likes me or not, he's looking at me with his infamous blank expression, which I kinda love. I break contact by looking away blushing, I see him look away, resting his cheek on his hand which is on the desk. A few minutes later Mr Garrison  walks in and starts teaching the class while I look at the guy I love the most...