'I need to find that damn new kid' I muttered pulling my bag out of my locker. "he's hard to miss so it should be easy, why do you need him anyway " someone spoke. I tuned around to see who it was, "I already knew that Pip" I groaned, rolling my eyes as usual "and it's none of your business anyways." "Right-O" he sighed looking down. "Yo Craig!" it was Cartman trying to run over. "fuck off Frenchie." he growled at Pip, who was now scurrying off. "The new kid's in the art room." "And?" "Well, go beat him up or something, otherwise you ain't getting my monah" he spoke in his annoying-ass voice. "Fine but I'm going by myself, I'm not having you there to distract me" I practically growled at him walking towards the only art class in the entire school.
Tweek's POV
I can't believe I did that... I made a fool of myself on my first day here... Everyone's gonna think I'm some kind of freak, I mean I am according to most people but the people here didn't even know my name and where already laughing at me.
I decided to sit in the art class that the guy with a big head and glasses told me was never used. Hopefully, no one would bother me here. I plugged my earbuds in my phone and turned on my playlist, hoping to calm myself down, my mum and dad always told me to listen to my favourite songs when I feel scared or sad and if I'm honest, it really does help.
I pressed the shuffle button and was quite surprised when my favourite song came on first
(I want to break free)
°AN° I had too, that sonng is an absolute bop.
Then there was a knock on the door. 'no no no no no!' I mumbled hiding behind a table. Then a tall figure walked in, not tall enough to be a teacher, but very tall, possibly a year or two above me?. "Kid, give it up I know you're in here." They barked out. "GAH!" shit. Now they know where I am in the room. They came over as I stood up.. "W-who are y-Gah you..?" I stuttered out noticing that he had a very angry look on his face. "Come here" the boy instructed. All I could do was shake my head 'no'.
Craig's POV
Ha this is gonna be so easy. He's already scared and all I've stare at him. "Come here" I told him. He shool his head 'no' and looked at the door, making it painfully obvious he was gonna try and run out. "Don't even think about it." He honestly looked like he would pass out at this point. I was enjoying this way to much, easiest £50 ever. I walked even closer to him, making sure to make a look that said 'I can be your worst nightmare'.
I hadn't noticed until now that he had a thermos of what seemed to be boiling hot coffee? On it. 'Shit, what if he pours it on me'. He'd also missed a button on his shirt so on second thought, maybe he isn't smart enough to realise that that would scold me so therefore won't do it. "What's your name kid?" "W-why?" "Because I want to know, are you an idiot?" he just looked down at this point. He had a really, really bad twitch. "I-it's Tweak" the blonde mumbled, still looking down. "LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M SPEAKING TO YOU" I yelled at him, slamming my hand on the table in front of him. "GAH I-I'M SorRY" he screamed whilst covering his face with his hands dropping his thermos "P-PLEASE DON'T GAH H-HURT ME!" The kid was already crying, now all I had to do was figure out a way to get him to go running from the school. "Last name" I spoke up drumming my fingers on the table, bored senseless. "T-Tweak" he choked out, still sobbing. "I said your last name. NOT first name!" practically screaming the 'not', annoyance increasingly growing inside of me. "TH-THAT IS M-MY LAST NAME!" he backed up, hitting the wall with his back.
"My N-N-name is Tweek Tweak GAH!" "Ha! How pathetic.." I walked over to him, seeing a look of fear and panic in his eyes. Honestly, I was starting to feel really bad for doing this.. But I needed the money. I grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm behind his back. Hearing him yelp felt like a kick to the stomach I'd never done this to anyone before, never inflicted pain on someone who hadn't done anything wrong. I pushed my thoughts to the back of my mind, scoffing at my self. "you best get out of my sight before something very bad happens to you" I whispered, my mouth right next to his ear, I heard him whimper and threw him down to the floor. He frantically grabbed at his back and picked his thermos and phone up and ran, straight out of the school. I did it.. I really did it. I frowned at myself and went back to the fatass. "He ran out. Crying."
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