~Part 6~

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°AN° I'd just like to say thank y'all so much for reading my story, I know it's not very good/exiting yet but I'm really trying to improve my writing skills x ~S

Tweek's POV

When I was stuffing all my books into my locker, I could hear talking coming from inside the art room.
"I want to ask butters to be my date."
Butters? What kinda name is that.? Wait- isn't Butters that weird kid that always tells himself off? He's in all of my classes. Is he gay then? Because it was definitely a boys voice in the art room. Eh, not my problem.

Pulling my bag onto my shoulder I checked my watch.
"F-fuck I'm t-ten GAH m-minutes late!" I practically screamed to myself.

No one's POV

*BANG*
Tweek burst through the door causing a huge disruption to the class.
"Damn twitchy, you've got a problem with slamming doors open" Eric chuckled causing Tweek to look down and the entire class to laugh. Well, almost. One kid wasn't laughing but Tweek couldn't put a name to the face.

Butters

Why wasn't he laughing? Surely he should be joining in with everyone else. Right?

Aside from Craig's and Kenny's desks which where clearly labelled. The only spare seat was next to Butters.

"New kid go sit next to Butters and then I'll introduce you to the class or whatever the fuck I'm supposed to do." Mr Garrison spat.

Tweek's POV

'Is he supposed to be swearing? Teachers swear in class here?' I had so many questions that would be left unanswered. I looked up to see Butters waving me over, great, just great.

"Actually, on second thought. Butters go tour, what's your name?"
"T-tweek."
"Butters, go tour Tweek around the school."
"Yes sir." he seemed oddly happy about this.

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Butters' POV

"Well gee new kid looks like I get to tour ya huh." I spoke up, a huge smile on my face. I'm always smiling, I don't know why but I'm genuinely always happy.
"W-why are y-you GAH so h-happy?"
"I like to meet new people and this gives me an opportunity to talk to you properly"
"O-oh"

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"And finally, here's the art room" I smiled opening the door for him.

Craig's POV

Oh shit.
"Kenny!" I whisper-shouted "Kenny someone's coming in!" Kenny was asleep next to me on the floor, he had tear stains and red blotches on his face from crying so much, his hair was also a complete mess, after all my years of being friends with him, I'd never seen him cry like this, Butters must really mean alot to him.
"HIDE ME!" He screamed in my face, shooting up from his sitting position, he didn't like people seeing him be 'WeAk.' He tried to go behind me but was blocked by the wall.

Butters' POV

"KENNY!" Oh god, he'd been crying... "Oh my, what happened?!" I ran over to him enveloping him in a tight hug.
"What do you mean Butters, I'm fine." he tried to pull his hood up to cover his face but I pulled it back down.
"Don't lie to me Ken..."
"Honestly, I'm fine, nothings wrong."
I just looked into his eyes in a way that suggests 'I don't believe you.'

*ahem* it was Tweek.
"D-didn't mean to I-interrupt your m-moment but I don't k-know how to G-GAH-get back to c-class..." wow, he has a really strong stutter, REALLY strong.

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