Tomorrow's Today {A Creek Fanfiction} |COMPLETE|

Chapter 23- Science Room

Once Craig walked into the school, he felt a quick wave of nausea. Was it that even normal? Perhaps it was just the sudden, overwhelming feeling of what he was going to do today. Truthfully, it wasn't a lot; but his mind thought otherwise. 

Craig pushed his way through the small crowd of kids gathered in the hallways. Luckily, the loud voices of the other kids muted out the constant ticking in his head. Almost as if there was a clock, quietly picking off each second, each minute that went by. It might've been slightly to think something like that, but if you were in his shoes, you'd understand. 

Before long, Craig was near the lockers--Kevin and Clyde were obviously having their heated argument--but unfortunately, he was stopped. Craig collided into another student a bit shorter than him. Luckily, the impact wasn't at all painful. 

"Oh geez, sorry, Craig." The voice apologized, obviously uncomfortable with the situation.

Now currently beside him, was a boy with blonde hair. But sadly, it wasn't Tweek. Instead, it was a slightly more gullible, light haired male. The one that was always Eric Cartman's little puppet; Butters Stotch.

"Its fine." Craig said, trying not to acknowledge him too much. Mostly because he was not looking for any conversation; especially with Butters.

But like Clyde's dream of owning a Chipotle; it went into the garbage. "So...what'ca doin'?" 

"I'm busy." Craig stated, more firmly this time. It wasn't that he didn't like Butters; but wherever he was--sometimes--the other four weren't too far behind. Craig was not in the mood to deal with Clyde 2.0's excuse of a group.

A frown plastered onto Butters' face. "O-oh, uh, okay then." 

Immediately after Butters stopped talking, Craig fled down the hallways once more. Leaving a confused, slightly disappointed Butters behind.

Luckily for Craig, he had every step planned out.

The first step, was to find Tweek.

Second, was to protect him from any harm; meaning, staying by his side all day. Decoy or not, it may set him free from this never-ending loop.

Even though the so called, 'plan', was only two steps; it was considered a lot to Craig. Maybe if he managed to accomplish everything, he would add onto it. But considering his low chances, that possibility may be out of the question.

Craig stopped near the gymnasium doors, contemplating for a split second. If he was suppose to find Tweek, where would he know to look? He's already been through the hallways, and the only blondes he's seen so far were Bebe, Kenny, and Butters; mostly the common blondes of the school. The gymnasium was a big no--usually in the mornings the doors were still locked. Bathroom; no. Cafeteria; no. Band room; that too was closed in the mornings. This only left one option. 

And that, was the--in Cartman's words--lame excuse of a class, or room.

The science room.

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It puzzled Craig how someone as paranoid and reckless as Tweek, would usually be found inside a science room. Of all classrooms, why this one? Apparently there was a lot of things he didn't know about Tweek. Who knew even the most simple people held so many secrets? 

Craig turned the nob of the science room door, soon pushing it open.

Oh had he wished he didn't. 

The sight couldn't be explained with any words. Even the common words--disgusting, stomach twisting, horrific--couldn't explain this.

Once Craig walked into the small, overly Febreezed room, he could already feel the vomit rising up in his throat.

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A/N: Sorry for the late update everyone, I was a bit preoccupied today. One of those distractions, being the drawing up at the top. Since I was bored (and wanted an excuse to try digital art) I drew something revolving around the story. And just to make things fun, there is three hints inside the picture that reveals a bit of the alternative ending. 

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the story.