CryBaby (COMPLETED)(South Park)

Chapter 3| Clyde

After the interaction with Kevin, we went our separate ways. The bell had gone as soon as I introduced myself, and we aren't in the same classes.

However, for the first and second period I was in the same class as Tweek. He didn't sit near me, he sat at the front with a two students I recognised as Wendy Testaburger and Kyle Broflovski.

I only knew their names because of their intelligence ranking in class. They came top of each gender, but Kyle got a slightly higher mark than Wendy.

Because of our difference in seats, I sat at the back, being ignored by almost everyone, I didn't try to talk to him. Although I didn't try to talk to him, he still noticed my presence in the room. When he turned to ask the person behind him for something, his eyes met mine and he smiled.

He has a very charming smile. He also had perfectly pearly white teeth, which made my eyes water thinking of my own terrible teeth.

Pathetic I know.

After that, I saw no one else during lessons. At lunch, I did see Craig. He was talking with someone I recognised, Token Black. Being rich in this town clearly made him well known, and he also threw some of the greatest parties.

Well, so I've heard. I've never actually been invited to one.

I did wave at Craig, and his grey orbs briefly glossed over me and he did nothing else. This offends me, and made me tear up. I did try to find my way to the bathroom, but I almost bumped into Tweek on the way there.

He was pacing outside the hall doors, a pink script in one hand a coffee cup in the other. He took a sip from the coffee cup, and his eyes always skimmed over each line.

Seeing him made me happy. He had smiled at me period one, I thought that maybe he would want to speak to me.

I was wrong.

I greeted Tweek, and he responded instantly. However, it was not the response I wanted.

"Do not interrupt an artist at work!" He had snapped at me. This made my heart ache, and my eyes water once again.

There was two reasons for this.

Reason number one, he wasn't actually doing anything artistic. He was just reading, and it wasn't even out loud.

Reason number two was the tone of his voice. The quick snap to it reminded me so much of my mum, that it just made my heart ache so much.

She was always snappy at me when I did something wrong, and it brought up endless memories of her making me cry, and then her feeling bad. Then she would wrap her arms around me and cradle me, apologising again and again.

That's when I left immediately to the bathroom, locked myself in a stall and cried. I only cried for the remainder of lunch, and wiped by eyes and nose before going to my final lessons of the day.

I didn't see Kevin at all, yet I heard Lola and Red talking about him. I wanted to but in and say something, but I knew that it would only cause a problem.

Altogether, the school day was normal. My crying annoyed some people, as it usually did, and Eric Cartman and one of his friends decided to pick on me, but that was the worst of the torment throughout today.