Who Are You, New Kid? [Craig Tucker x Reader][DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 2: School

I woke up groggily and went downstairs. I leaned against the counter of our kitchen and grabbed a plate of eggs that one of our maids had made for us. I quickly ate and turned around to face Mom.

"Hurry up and get dressed, you're going to school." She smiled and turned away. I ran back upstairs and started the shower. I didn't wait for the water to heat so I froze my ass off.

Afterwards, I put on my chest binder and the rest of my clothes, not forgetting my mask and hat. I ran out my room, tucking in long strands of hair into my hat. A maid handed me my bag and I sprinted to the car.

I got inside and breathed heavily. Mom snickered and began to drive. "Those quizzes I gave you during the move was my way of testing you out of some classes." She spoke as she drove. I glanced over at her, confused. "That means you'll have less classes. You'll have some spare time during school so go study in a quiet space, okay?"

I hummed in agreement and nodded. She pulled into the parking lot and unlocked the doors. "Have fun," She said sweetly as I exited I followed the hoards of teens into the building.

 I received quite a few curious glances from strangers as I navigated my way through the halls. Suddenly, I was pulled over by the arm. I looked at who grabbed me and I caught my breath. A strange boy with a blue hat dragged me over to three others.

"Thanks Craig, now we can be friends with the new kid before Stan's groups is." A brunette male said. I flinched at the name Stan. He was one of the boys I saw yesterday. But what do these guys want?

The brunette turned to me and smiled. "I'm Clyde," He pointed towards to an uneasy blonde. "He's Tweek -" "GAH! TOO MUCH PRESSURE!" Tweek cut him off. Clyde simply chuckled. He then continued on to a dark skinned kid. "And that's Token." Token waved.

I still looked confused. As I took in all this information, a familiar voice boomed behind me. "Hands off Clyde, we caught him before you!" Cartman said. I flinched at the pronoun he used... at least they don't know I'm a girl, right?

Clyde began to fight with Cartman over the fact that they already introduced themselves. While they were distracted, I took the chance to sneak past them to find the counselors office. I noticed Craig down the hall and caught up to him. I then tapped his shoulder.

"What?!" He turned and spouted angrily at me. He realized it was me and sighed. "Oh, it's just you... what do you want?" He asked, obviously annoyed. I pulled a small notepad and pen from the pocket of my bag and began to write.

I soon finished, showing him my writing. "Can you lead me to the counselors office?" He read. He nodded and waved for me to follow. "You're not one to talk, huh?"

He glanced down at me. I nodded in response. "Well, at least you aren't annoying." He mumbled. I glared him. How rude!

He stopped abruptly, making me almost bump into his backside. "Here it is." He pointed at the door and walked away. I took a small breath and knocked on the door.

"Come in, m'kay." A male voice came from the other side. I quietly opened the door to see a rather strange man. He had a head too large for his body, a bright green shirt, small glasses, and a balding head.

"Come and sit, m'kay. I'm Mr. Mackey, your guidance counselor, m'kay." I pulled out a chair and took a seat in front of him. "Are you a new student, m'kay?" He asked. I nodded my reply.

"M'kay, let me see..." Mr. Mackey began to go through a thin folder. He pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it to me. "That's your schedule, m'kay. Most students are in their 1st period today, but as you tested out of some classes, you only have 2nd, 4th, 5th, and 6th, m'kay."

I nodded as I looked over my schedule. He continued, "You are not allowed to leave campus during school hours, m'kay. You have permission to wander around the halls if you have a hall pass, m'kay. Speaking of which, let me give to you now, m'kay." He began to rummage through one of his desk drawers.

I gazed out at a small window in the room. The snow fell gently to the ground. I wish I was like snow, peaceful and comforting, but when my identity is exposed for the world to see, I'm never like that. I am a tornado that discomforts anyone who glances my way.

I quickly left my thoughts as Mr. Mackey handed me a blue laminated slip of paper. "M'kay, now, let's get some pictures and you'll be on your way." I held back a disappointed sigh. It felt like forever since I walked into this room.

[Craig's P.O.V.]

I leaned against the brick wall of the school's outside. I soon heard a familiar voice from behind. "Craig Tucker, skipping classes again I see?" I turned around and hugged the girl, my girl, Red. She giggled and hugged back. I kissed her gently on the cheek and let go.

 "So, babe, what did you want to talk about?" I asked. At that very moment, her happy expression changed to discomfort. Something was wrong.

"Hey, you can tell me anything." I placed my gloved hand on her shoulder and gave her one of my rare smiles. Her uneasiness melted away, and she smiled back.

"Well, I didn't want to say anything because you guys are such good friends, but I can't handle it anymore..." Red's beautiful eyes wandered to the ground as she spoke. I cupped her cheek in my palm and lifted her head back up to see me.

"It's about Clyde... Clyde's been groping me when you're not looking..." She looked back to the ground. Tears welled up in her eyes, her lip quivered, she bursted out and began to cry. My mind went blank.

I pressed my lips against hers. She hugged me tightly and shoved her face into my chest. "Hey, you don't need to cry, that asshole is going to get what he deserves."