My last two chapters weren't very good, story wise and so I will improve on that (hopefully) with this chapter. It'll be much better than the last two and longer so sorry about rush with Tweek and Craig's relationship.
Enjoy!
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Tweek's Pov :
Initially, I think I forgot I was standing on a chair, that seemed to wobble below my feet. I was expecting to see a fight, the yells and the circle of people gave it away, but I didn't plan on Craig and Clyde to be in the middle of it all. The sight made me jump a bit as yelp escaped my mouth and I lost my footing.
The next thing I know, I was one the stone cold floor, facing the ceiling, with the pain from the impact a few moments later. No one noticed of course, the yells and shouts of encouragement were gradually getting louder so how could they hear I accidentally fell , which resulted in me spraining me ankle or worse? They couldn't and even if they could, they wouldn't miss out important bits of a fight just to look at fragile boy rolling about on the floor.
Not bothering to get up, I remained perfectly still, only occasionally sitting upright to inspect my ankle before dropping myself down again. My mind wandered to stuff that could have possible started this encounter between Clyde , Craig and Kevin. Kevin must've said something unforgivable for both of them to jump on him like that.
Clyde doesn't get mad very often. He's basically a kid, always jumping about, smiling and laughing, looks for a lot of affection. It'll take so much effort just to make him frown, never mind to attack you back. As for Craig....he's Craig. He usually doesn't show his emotions because he thinks it's a weakness to. Also, he doesn't fight unless it's necessary and even then he is abundant.
I rolled to one side and curled up as if I was in my bed, back at home. Home. I need to get home after this, another minute at this fucking party will destroy me. I don't move until I heard a heavy thud a few metres away from, which tells me everything I need to know. One of them is on the ground by now, which brought me back to reality as I sat upright. It could be any three of them actually. Craig is strong and quick but he's hasn't got very good reflexes,something I discovered a months ago when we were partnered up at the start of our P.E lesson. Clyde is strong, years of football training made him have strong muscles. No he's doesn't exactly have muscles he can flex in front of the girls and they'll all fall in love in him. Well...he can but that's just because girls now days have low standards. But Clyde has demonstrated that by winning the annual wrestling competition the school gives last year. Not to mention the heavy lifts he does every day.
I don't know about Kevin though, he seems like he has good reflexes, something that Craig lacks but mother trucker is thinner than a string bean. I finally dragged myself up, the selfish side of me wanting Craig to have been defeated by this asshole and be humiliated by that in front of the whole party but I know he's been trying fix his mistakes and I can't really hate him for that.
Still not being able to watch over the crowd or even under, I clambered on the chair again and steadied myself before properly being able to watch the scene. A wave of relief came over me when I saw Craig and Clyde had pinned down Kevin. They were all talking, possibly screaming at the other, but nothing was audible to me
"Shit." I muttered darkly. Craig and Clyde didn't seem like they could do much besides holding him down and without being questioned about this tomorrow, though they certainly looked like they wanted to.
I jumped off the chair, almost tripping again in the process and studied the situation. Oh God I sound like Kyle now.
I want to hear, not only see what's going on in there but I can't just push through the crowd. I may have a little more force than most kids at my school but I'm not gonna be able to push and pull 50 people put of my way. I tap my for impatiently as I stare at the crowd in front of me. Completely frustrated, I almost bump into a weird emo guy next to me when I feel my name being called and someone patting my shoulder.
"Tweek, dude." Turning around I see Kyle and Stan looking at me in concern "You look distressed, what's up?"
I shook my head "It's alright. You guys know why the fight started?"
"Not really, we weren't paying attention to it." Kyle replied, his eye contact breaking which instantly told me he was lying. I brush this off as I am more concentrated that Clyde and Craig don't get hospitalised.
"I need to see it." I explain "I mean I can view it from that char I got from the dining room." I pointed to the chair I stood on previoulsy " But I can't hear what they are saying and it sounds important."
Kyle's eyes widened and he took the lollipop out of his mouth. He nodded "Why didn't you say so?"
He handed the lollipop to Stan who automatically took it and he walked up to the crowd. He stepped on 17 years old foot .
"MOVE ASSHOLE." He bellowed "WE INSTANTLY GOT FRONT ROW TICKETS TO THESE KIND OF THINGS WHEN WE AGREED TO BEING FRIENDS WITH THOSE MORONS AT THE FRONT." He continued to push and pull people out of the way, his loud voice almost drowning the cheers and shouts from the people around and soon enough there was a path we could take to get to the front.
As we walked along the mountains of people, I was secretly admiring Kyle's ability to do something like that without being embarrassed or chickening out. Like me most of the time.
By the time we got to the front, Craig and Clyde had backed off Kevin but their fists were out just in case they needed to defend themselves.Kevin was alright, from the looks of things, but he was whining like a toddler and kept ranting about how his parents are going to react to this. He also mentioned he was going to sue them for sexual assault which is waaaaay over the top but anyway.
"Actually, I can just have my gang beat you up right now." He stated, too comfiest for his own good. Unfortunately for him, his 'friends' couldn't exactly make it to the party. So the only people here that belong in Kevin's group is Cartman , who was gorging himself with food at a nearby table, and Kevin himself.
"Cartman, come beat their asses." He ordered Eric who was now consuming cupcakes that had flowers decorated on the top with pink and yellow icing.
"You can't tell me what to do." He shot back, his voice almost muffled since his mouth was full.
"I can and I will. I'm your boss, now get your fat ass over here and eliminate these morons." He exploded and everyone went silent after that. I could hear my own breathing as a matter of fact . You don't call Cartman fat, not unless you know what's good for you. I guess everyone expected him to launch at Kevin and squash him flat with his weight but Cartman isn't that dumb.
Sure, he is the dumbest in school academically but unlike Kevin here, he knows when to stop pushing something he already lost. He will announce himself defeated but he'll mst definately come up with a revenge plan after.
So instead of attacking him, Cartman simply grinned and took another bite of his cupcake "Let's see how long it takes for me to make you swallow those words." With that, he packed his small back pack with more food and candy and exited the room, presumably the house itself.
Heidi Turner, who has been watching this peacefully stood up and followed him out as well which makes me wonder why she would sacrifice her time to comfort Cartman, the master of all the shenanigans we did as kids.
Kevin looked hopeless now but he didn't give up, instead he kept saying how much he's going to kick their asses for this however Craig and Clyde looked bored by now and I used this chance to step forward. I walk towards the asshole with the turquoise shirt and pushed him from behind, causing him to lose balance and fall to the ground.
"Excuse me." I mumbled as I stepped over him. I went past Craig and Clyde were snickering and out the front door, into the cold night.
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Idk if this is any better than the last two but I tried.
Thank you guys (for the millionth time) for the votes and amazing comments I received.Bye you lot😂
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