craig's pov
I stand outside the auditorium doors with Tweek, "I don't think I can go in." I say to him, "I guess evolution isn't for everyone."
"Then don't go in Craig," Tweek responds, "You don't have to do this. It's not worth it."
I sigh, "I'm going to go in." I look at the doors, "I'll text you when it's over. We can chill in my basement and play video games after."
"Okay Craig, go get em' tiger," Tweek says, he usually would sound encouraging but he still sounds upset. I need to talk to him about it, I hope nothing is bothering him.
I push the doors open and walk in, Stan was sitting in the front row. The rest of the auditorium was empty, I walk up to him, okay be chill. "Yo!"
"Yo," Stan returns.
I smile at him, "Is this where you meet for the play?"
He shakes his head, "Nope. This is where you meet for swim team." Wait, what? "I'm joking."
"I'm Craig! I mean..." I feel myself start to sweat, I'm so bad at interacting with people who aren't Tweek.
"Are you okay? You seem nervous."
"No, I always," I realized what I was about to say is dumb, but I'm saying it anyways "sweat this much"
Stan looks at me, "I get it! You're a virgin. First play rehearsal?"
"Haha yeah, I'm really nervous about rehearsal."
Stan nods, "It's okay. I'm a little jealous actually. You never forget your first play rehearsal coming here is the highlight of my.."
"Of your day?" I finish for him.
Stan shakes his head no "Hah, of my life."
Suddenly a flurry of noise enters the auditorium, as not only the other girls who signed up come in, but also Kyle, Clyde, Kenny, and Token. Abruptly my heart stops as I look at the popular kids. "Has this theatre always been here?" I hear Token joke.
The drama teacher finally enters too, "Oh thank god the popular students have arrived." He speaks, "Hello everyone! My name is Mr Herman. You may recognise me from drama class, or my full-time job at auto parts." Clyde claps, and I roll my eyes, "Thank you, I've been dreaming of the day that I get to produce William Shakespheres classic, A Midsummers Night's Dream."
Stan get excited, "Yes!"
"And today that dream dies."
"What?" Stan says confused.
Mr Herman continues, "And is reborn! Just slightly mutated. The school has informed me that unless I increase our popularity, our funds will be diverted. Which is why our production will not be set in a pastoral forest, but a post-apocalyptic future. Instead of fairies, we will be fleeing from zombies."
"Do you care about Shakespeare?" Stan asks Mr Herman.
Mr Herman shakes his head, "The man is dead, let it go. We will now have a five-minute break so I can eat a hot pocket." He then walks out.
"Wow, theatre is easy!" Clyde yells.
Kyle walks over to Stan, "Hey you were in that play last year."
"You mean Romeo and Juliet?" Stan asks.
"Yeah! You were the guy who died." Kyle responds.
"You mean Romeo?" Stan giggles.
Kyle nods, "That was depressing."
"Thanks..."
"But you were good, I'm Kyle." I could tell Kyle liked Stan, ugh.
"I know," Stan responds.
"Oh...Can I say something stupid? When I saw you die in the play last year, that was the saddest I felt in a long time. Suddenly, everything felt so small, and then you got up to do a bow. And I was just like, I'm glad that dude isn't dead before I even got the chance to know him, stupid right?"
Stan smiles up at Kyle, "That's not stupid at all." I swear if they got any closer they'll be full on kissing.
"A bunch of us are going out for practice. You should join."
"Oh, sure," Stan says, staring at Kyle.
"Cool." Kyle says turning to walk out, then he looks at me, "Someone drew a penis on your backpack." then he exits.
I quickly turn my background around and take note that there is, in fact, a penis drawn on it, probably from Clyde, or Cartman, who knows.
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More Than Survive (Creek)
FanfictionAll Craig wants to do is be with Stan, but to do that he needs to learn how to become popular, and with help from a supercomputer, he might do it. Even if it means he has to drop Tweek, his best friend who is secretly crushing hard on him.