creek

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-Craig-
I wonder if I fed stripe enough, I fed him the same as I normally would but I'm probably going to get detention today which means I'll get home late, which means he might try to escape to get food out of his food bag, and then he could like die or something. That's reason enough just to go back home right. "Yup" I nod to my self, and I begin to turn around to go back home. I didn't even get to the school gates before Clyde ran up to me to stop me. Great.
~Clyde~
"Craig! Schools the other way"
I can hear Craig mumble something about stripe and food, he reluctantly decides to follow me back to school. "Craig, go help Tweek. His stuff keeps falling out his locker." I nudge Craig in tweeks direction. Craig just turns to me and pokes my red letter man jacket, then takes a pen out of my pocket, I didn't even know there was a pen in my pocket. Randomly he throws the pen in tweeks direction . "why'd you through my pen away?" I question as I watch it skid along the floor just next to tweek . Craig just turns to me and states "you go help tweek" and he walks away .
Why did he have to throw my pen away ? Why does he have to be so weird?
-Craig-
God he never stops pestering me. Like I don't care, tweek can pick his own stuff up, Clyde can get his pen by himself, stripe can wait for me to get home, the homework isn't that important like shouldn't we just be asleep.
I walk off to class and sit in my seat and begin doodling on the table. A nice little meadow of flowers, and a little bumble bee and the word fuck written in blue pen with little swirls coming of the letters. And an awful drawing of a Guinea pig , guess you can't be good at drawing everything. I should do my homework like tweek is. Or talk to a friend like kyle is. Or I could just continue to draw on the wooden desk in my crappy little pens.
~Tweek~
I lean over to butters school desk. "Hey um B-butters can I borrow your homework, only for like 2 seconds I promise" Butters turns to me a happy little smile on his face, "nope, sorry tweek Kenny said I shouldn't give people my homework because they'll steal it and I'll get yelled at."
I really needed that homework or the teacher will yell at me and then they'll put me in detention and something and then they might come and get me and then I wont know what to do and then I'll probably die ....
"Butters j-just give it to me, Kenny just means don't give to people who won't give it back " I reach over and rip it out his hands and begin to copy it up. It was probably a bit mean but I'll say sorry later and butters will say its okay and not to worry about it like always. I don't Finnish copying up in time , the teacher walks over and snatches both sets of work of my desk. "Butters good work, tweek very good copying but unfortunately you got caught so your in detention tonight.
I'll see you in my office as well this lunch."
People are snickering at me and butters looks so happy with himself, butters normally gets the blame for stuff like this. Great now I have detention. "S-Sir why do I have to gah come at lunch as well." He just looks at me and said "because"  and walked away. I could feel my hands cooling and my stomach flipping, I go to grab my coffee . I had already finished it . the rest of the lesson I just sat there and tried to ignore the anxiety building up inside.
"Craig! Go to the office now, if you feel your to supreme to even pay attention in class. Perhaps you'll pay more attention in detention tonight where you can also do your homework on gravitational fields is that clear young man!" Craig just stand up and noisily packs his things away with no consideration for the people who actually want to learn. He ties his blue jacket around his waist and walks to the front of class on his way to the door, as he walked past the teachers desk he bumps a ruler off it.
That's a bit rude... He is a bit rude.