Things happen (Cryle)

Chapter 15

Craig's Pov

As a guy who doesn't naturally give a shit about anything, I was nervous.

It wasn't because of the fact that I got invited to hang out with Kyle and his friends for lunch. It was because of the orange hooded blonde, Kenny.

I had no fucking clue why I felt uneasy whenever I'm around him. I could feel his ill intent from where I stood.

He was up to something.

I could tell from that dumbass smirk he's hiding behind his orange hoodie.

To be honest, Kenny was the one out of the four despite Kyle, I could deal with since he was often quiet and only made comments that no one fully understood besides the four.

So why was I feeling worried and murderous at the same time?

These feelings rumbled up when I saw Kenny whispering something into Kyle's ear making the ginger madly blush and stammer.

That stupid smirk on Kenny's face after that really pissed me off but I didn't let it get to me. Kenny was one of Kyle's friends that did not leave him behind unlike a certain douche I know.

(YEAH! I'M LOOKING AT YOU STAN MARSH! GO FUCK YOUR SLUT YOU PIECE OF CRAP)

Thanks to my overthinking *note the hint of sarcasm*, I grew a bit wary of Kenny.

Eventhough he was the most tolerable among the four, he's still not on my good books. The blonde had to prove himself in order for me to gain his trust.

As for Butters, he's fine since he wouldn't harm a single fly plus he used to be friends with Tweek.

Reality hit me literally as Kyle smacked me on the head.

"Concentrate, dumbass." He muttered.

Instead of usually answering , I flipped him off.

"Ok dude. Something is holding onto your balls. I'm guessing something do with my friend Kenny." Kyle concluded.

"Firstly, what the fuck is with that expression! Secondly, yes and thirdly, damn you're good." I answered.

Was I really that readable or was it it the fact that smartass is way too smart for his own good.

"Why? Don't tell me that little ol Tucker is afraid of Annoying orange?" He asked mockingly.

I couldn't help but snort at Kenny's nickname.

"Annoying Orange, seriously?" I asked with amusement.

"Well, he sure is damn annoying with his pervert comments and stupid cocky smirks everytime he views something in a pervert way." Kyle explained.

"Huh, kind of like Clyde." I commented.

Which is true since Clyde always had this stupid look on his face as he raises his eyebrow and puts on that perverted grin whenever the opportunity comes.

"Trust me, Kenny is way worse." He warned as the ginger shivered.

This made me gaze at the orange hooded blonde that wasn't too far away.

Worst decision ever since my eyes met with his blue ones. He was wearing that stupid smirk that Kyle mentioned as he was looking at Kyle and I.

"Fuck." I cursed.

I really did not want to know what the guy was thinking. I already had enough to deal with thanks to Clyde.

Apparently, Kyle noticed my gaze at Kenny and looked at him as well.

I noted the way his eyes widened as he watched.

"We're fucked." He stated bluntly.

His statement startled me, making me ask,

"Why is that? He's just putting on that stupid smirk."

"That's not of his stupid smirks. Note the light of mischief in his eyes meaning he's up to something. Trust me, I've been his friend long enough for what he is capable of. No doubt that bitch of his, Butters will be helping him." Kyle explained.

"Butters?" I asked. "He wouldn't do that. He's too innocent."

The ginger shook his head at my statement and patted my back with sympathy as he said the following words,

"If you keep thinking that then you're in one hell of a ride, Craig Tucker."

The next thing you know, I gulped wondering how the hell I'm going to survive lunch with those two.

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