It all started in September. (Craigxtweek)

After practice.

(Craig pov)
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My baseball practice ended, I was packing my bag up in the locker room. No one was there. I made sure to hide in the bathroom so everyone would leave and I wouldn't have to do the dare, but I heard footsteps coming towards me and then Stans voice asking if I was there.

I didn't say anything but eventually he found me. I was sitting on the bench in the middle of the aisle with my elbows on my knees and my head hunched over.
Stan propped his arm up on the lockers putting his weight on it and slouching his body towards me.

"Look Craig, I don't wanna make you do anything but you know how the guys are, they expect something now. And you guys didn't put me in a good situation either. I can call it off like, say you already did it and make something up? If that's what you want." Stan said, his voice raspy and hair messy.

"The guys won't by it, they want to see me do it, just, make it quick." I said looking down at the floor.

I picked my baseball bag up and threw it over my shoulder. I walked outside and saw my moms van pull up, I got in and she drove off.

When I got home I got a text from Stan,
"Tomorrow, at the end of game, invite tweek to watch then at the end you're going to talk to him and we're gonna poor gator aid on him."

That's such a weird dare, but I really didn't have to do anything, it was more their fun.

"Okay fine." I texted back, then I texted Tweek.
The whole plan was fine, he might be mad but I don't think he would be too hurt.
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The next morning I saw Tweek on the bus going to school. I sat with my friends (again) who of course all started to laugh when Tweek walked by. I tried my best to ignore them but I only came off as ignoring Tweek.
We didn't see each other at school, except in our one class together. He stuck with his group, as did I with mine.
School couldn't have gone by so quickly, Saturday night was my game. On friday the boys and I got together to "discuss" the plan Stan had devised.

"The plan is to dump the gatoraid bottle on Tweek after him and Craig have their little chat." Stan said.

"How will we know when to dump it on him?" Clyde asked.

"Work this into your conversation Craig, when you say the word panties that's when we'll know." Stan said.

"Dude what are they going to be talking about to have to work that word in there!" Kenny said
Even I didn't know. Would I have to be talking about a woman? Like a girl I've hooked up with? He'd know something is up, he's always so paranoid.
But the plan would work. I'll meet up with the guys in the locker room and they'll watch me until I say the word.
The rest of the time we were hanging out, I could tell something was up with Kyle and Stan. They were best friends after all, but there was something more to them.
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Saturday came, our game was in the afternoon, since it was still September, somedays were sunny, others were not. It's just the luck of the draw. Today was not one of those days.
On the field there was no shelter from the cold and rain, we got very little shelter while we were on the side lines.
It was my turn to pitch, I walked up to the plate in the plate, my hair seeping out of my hat and into my eyes. My feet were swimming in my shoes as the field was flooded. This was my first time on the field all game and we were both tied. 7-7.
I looked around for Tweek, I could see the blonde haired boy under a giant coat and umbrella. Still shivering, I looked at the boy across from me with the bat, he was nervous. His stance was too far apart and he was shaking in his shoes. I threw the ball suddenly, and out of the blue, he didn't even swing the first time.
I threw it again just like the first, he swung but missed. I threw it one more time and he missed again. I patted myself on the back, and the game continued with us winning.
After I went into the changing room at the big stadium Tweek was waiting outside on the pavement under an awning.
I went over to him, he greeted me eagerly. The awning was also above where the changing rooms were, the window was big enough for a decent crate full of gator aid. They would be dumping it out of the window onto poor Tweek.

"Hey Tweek, how'd you like the game?" I asked.

"Oh it was great! I didn't know I would like it as much as I did." He said, he's so sweet.

"That's great! I'm glad, it just sucks that it's raining."

"Yeah agreed, I'm not a big fan."

"Hey but it's worth it because you should have seen Stan-"
I stopped, I was apprehensive about saying the word.

"Stan in um"

"Stan in what?" He asked.

"In panties." I cringed and closed my eyes. I saw the crate coming out of the window and tipping over, I couldn't do it, I grabbed Tweek towards me and turned him away from the splash. Using my body as a shield. I hugged him into my chest.

"Hey what the hell craig!" Clyde said.

I flipped him off and walked away with Tweek. I'm done with their shit.

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Original book coming out :)) Go read it when it comes out pls!! (It's called when I lost her and I'm really proud)