Chapter 2 | Why You?

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Craig's POV:

Why the hell did I say that? What kind of idiot says "and I found my soulmate" as part of their introduction. It's all that guys fault, I think his name was Tweek? He was staring at me and I remembered everything from yesterday, and I guess I got a little flustered.

     "Wow how nice of you to share that with us Craig! You can have a seat in the back next to Tweek." She said pointing towards him. Great, now I have I deal with him.

     As I walked over to my seat I watched as Tweek twitched and tried avoiding eye contact. Taking my seat I leaned back, I needed to think of what to say to him. He just learned my name, and we didn't exactly meet in the most romantic way.

     How do I just bring this into a conversation? Like "hey so I guess we are meant to be together forever, want to date?" Actually that sounds like a reasonable way to say it.

     Taking out a notebook from my bag I scribbled down a note. It wasn't something to over the top but for now it would do.

    It read, ' Hey we need to talk about this whole situation. I don't exactly know how we're meant to be and shit so let's figure it out. I'll meet you at the Harbucks you work at later.'

     I crumpled the paper and turned my head to face him. He was writing down notes, he seemed so concentrated. Too bad I don't care. I threw the paper at his head, which bounced off and fell to the floor.

     "GAH!" He screamed and covered his mouth quickly. I tried not to laugh as the teacher turned.

     "Tweek Tweak! If you are going to interrupt my class I recommend that you tell us why you must scream so loudly." The teacher said crossing her arms as she waited patiently. I've never wanted to laugh so hard in my life.

     Tweek stuttered out, "I-I don't know I thought s-something hit me and I got, AGH, scared!" He scanned the floor around him and saw my note. He then looked up at me and glared. I flipped him off and turned away.

     It's not my fault he got in trouble, he's the one that screamed after getting hit.

Tweek's POV:

This was all his fault, if he hadn't hit me with that then I wouldn't have screamed. Yeah it was a paper, but it scared me! You don't just throw a peice of paper at someone for no reason! I pick up the paper and put in my bag, I'll throw it away later. Whatever it is isn't important to me, and I won't bother to read it.

     The rest of the class I take notes and avoid eye contact with him. Finally the bell rings and I put all my stuff in my backpack. Just as I'm about to leave he approaches me. He stood there staring at me for a while.

     "What do you want?" I ask as I turn my head. I don't even want to look at him. Soulmates or not, I can still refuse to look at him.

     He grabbed my chin and turned it so I could stare right at him, "I'm not apologizing for how you reacted to me throwing a note at you. I just wanted you to know that I didn't want you to get in trouble, and I guess I can be sorry for that. I know you may hate me, and that's fine. But until we figure out this whole soulmate situation, you're stuck with me."

     He was staring right into my eyes now and I could feel the tension between us. I blushed and managed to say, "It's fine, I don't really care. I-I mean it was my fault that I reacted that way and stuff."

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