Chemicals.

Jet black heart.

Craig was the same as any senior in high school. Hangs with his own group of people, never committing to anything, turning in his assignments late. He stood behind the school, a bit away from the goth kids on their blanket. "Fucking weirdos" he mumbled under his breath. Craig tucker was no robot. He pulled out a lighter and lit up a cigarette. Stan marsh came out to smoke with him at times. This is one of those times. "Tucker." "Marsh." Craig held out his lighter, flipping the other raven off as he smirked. "Awe, you're being nice" "I'll fucking take it back asshole." Craig stared off into space as marsh rambled on about some stupid shit, that Craig never paid any attention to. His eyes settled on a adorable blonde, who looked as if they were shaking. "Who the fuck is that?" He said to Stan. "The blonde one? Dude, that's tweek. You don't remember?" Elementary school all came flooding back to Craig, and he quickly shut it down. No need to open that wound again. "No." Craig put out his cigarette on the wall of the school and headed to lunch, without another word. He wouldn't ever dive into that group again. Never in a million years. They betrayed him. The blonde may have not been part of it, but tucker never did well with pain. They knew he was in pain, and token, tweek, and Clyde deserted him. Craig started scratching at his arm again. God not again. He put his headphones in and ducked into the bathroom, bumping into someone, all he saw that moment, was a flash of yellow. He ended up hitting his head on the wall. "Fuck." Craig decided even though he didn't want anything to do with the twitchy boy, he couldn't just leave him there.

The adventure begins.

Hi! I'm Lou and i just started writing again. I hope you enjoy this.