I Guess I'm Gay -Creek South Park fanfiction

The Boxing Centre

The video above belongs to Peach Waffles. Right , I'm really determined to stick to the schedule so here we are. I'm trying to make these as long  as possible but also of good quality.

Enjoy!

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Tweek's Pov :

Kids erupted out of the two main doors of the school after the bell went, yelling and celebrating the end of another school day.

I was pushed along by the crowd of people who  were , slightly too close to me. Thankfully,  I was out before I had a minor panic attack and sat down on a bench to recollect my thoughts, placing my head in my hands during the process.

Soon enough,  I lifted my head and noticed , after two years of ignoring this, that the area this school was built in is actually a beautiful spot.  It was a warm day , compared to the cold, unforgiving days of December and I couldn't find a single cloud in the sky.  The trees surrounding the area lost almost all their leaves by now , but still manged to look magnificent and sparkly with small amounts of snow stored on each branch.

I was still admiring the  school's garden , which flowers' won every floral competition each year , when I felt a light tap on my shoulder.

It was Kyle , who (despite the warm weather) was as always , wearing his green hat and orange blouse.

"Hey dude , do you want to hang out?" He asked and I quickly realised that Stan and Kenny were with him.

"I would love to ,guys. But I have boxing training  in about..." I silently grabbed my shitty phone from my pocket and checked the time.

"Holy shit, it's 3:56!" I practically shouted at my phone as the others smiled .

"Dude , it's fine , I have football practice in a bit anyway ." Stan commented and turned to Kyle "Let's hang in about 3 hours."

Kyle nodded  and faced me "Is that convenient?"

"Yeah, I should be out by then."  I added "Hopefully."

"Nhu pwoblum dud,  jusct tecst us phen iur out." Kenny mumbled into his parka. Most people would describe his speech as incoherent but once you get used to it , it's much easier to understand it.

"Thanks Ken, I appreciate it." I said , awkwardly walking away "I'll see you, I guess."

They waved as I turned around and headed  towards the boxing centre.

Fortunately,  the centre wasn't that far away from our school and it was only a 10 minute walk until you got there . If , of course , you knew the way well.

Which I did because I've been walking to it since 3rd grade when I first decided to do boxing. At first , I struggled to get there but after months of going to train , I got used to it and now? I could get there with my eyes closed in the middle of the night. I've never been more confident about anything in my life.

The  auto mechanic doors opened and I stepped inside , feeling much better with these familiar surroundings than I did about 15 minutes ago, when I was sitting on that harsh bench , feeling like throwing up.

"Tweek?" A tall figure approached me and I instantly figured out who it is.

"Mr. Larkhall?" I asked incredulous "It's wonderful to see you again!"

Mr. Larkhall  was my first trainer when I first started boxing. He teaches younger kids until they are old enough to be taught by more experienced boxers or by themselves.
Basically,  he taught any kids in Middle school and Elementary , if they were interested.