It all started in September. (Craigxtweek)

School.

(Tweek pov)
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I came home from Craig's house to find my parents waiting for me in the living room, my eye started twitching nervously. What do they want? I took my shoes off and didn't dare look them in the eyes.

"Tweek, don't you want some coffee?" My mom asked.

"N-no mom it's fine." I said.

"We'll come sit down anyway." She said, her voice sounded southing and inviting.

I walked over to the couch where my mom and dad were. I sat down opposite from them.

"Tweek where were you last night?" My mom asked, my dad didn't look up from his phone.

"Um just hanging with my friend after the game, y-yknow, having a g-good time." I said trying to sound casual.

"What friend?" She asked.

"Umm my friend Craig."

"Oh how come I've never heard of him before?"

"Just someone n-new I met, uhh he's in my class, I was over then uh, I didn't wanna leave cuz it got late.." I said.

"Oh okay why didn't you call u-" my mom said when my dad cut her off,

"You know Tweek when I was your age, I was doing drugs, I hope you weren't doing any last night." He said.

"What?! Dad of course not." I said.

"Good." He said as he left the room to get some coffee.

I went up to my room to where my phone was. I locked the door, then texted Craig.

He had texted me before I even opened my phone, it read,

"I had a really fun night last night, hope you did too, when can we do it again?"

I asked if we could hangout tomorrow, he responded right away. Yes, tomorrow at 8pm after his practice.

Oh jeez I'm excited, we're going to the park, odd I thought but at least we'd be together. Maybe he would be a good, decent guy, but there's always the risk of people finding out.
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I hurried to school as I would be late. I hopped on the bus, when I saw Craig sitting at the front with his baseball friends. When he's with them he doesn't even look at me, he treats me like garbage. I hate it.
I sat at the back.

When I got to my first class, Craig was still sitting with 'them'. Ugh.
I sat at the front when they were at the back.

I listened to the teacher talk for once, she talked about nothing. Absolutely nothing. She was arguing who was right with another classmate. Entertaining right?
My foot was twitching to a song I played in my head, I didn't know the name of the song, just this one line when the teacher started yelling at me for no reason, I jerked my head up and started frantically looking around. I looked at Craig but he didn't look back. Whatever I'll be seeing him later anyway.
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The day passed by and I couldn't wait for the seconds where I got to see Craig in gym. And I'll eventually get to see him later.
His friends kept looking at me the whole time..
it was weird, like I suddenly mattered..