"Deep breaths in."
Tweek took a deep inhale through the nose.
"Deep breaths out."
He then exhaled with a long stream of air coming out through his mouth.
"Feel better?"
"No!" Tweek snapped out of his peaceful head space and turned to Tolkien with a frown and worried brows. "Why would breathing help anything? I breath all the time!"
Tweek paced around the library in a hurry, his first session with Craig was in less than ten minutes and he wanted nothing more than to just cancel. He wasn't nervous or feeling too hot under the collar to go on like any of the other people that seemed to see Craig Tucker around this school, in fact it was the complete opposite.
Tweek had heard rumors about this feral and undomesticated animal of a teenager, how he bounced from girl to girl to sometimes boy to girl taking their v-cards then leaving without another word to them.
How he had a complete disrespect for the teachers at this school and the classes that they teach. Just yesterday he heard the boy had been sent to the office for cursing at a teacher, the idea of him just blatantly doing that to a teacher had Tweek's blood boiling. Someone who has dedicated their life to helping and enriching the youth of today being treated poorly made no sense to him, all teachers wanted was to help their students learn and here was this asshole causing a ruckus.
Or the fact that this ruffian took pride in going to bars just to fight. He spent his weekends going into dive bars to see who he could take and marking off how many people he has won against. Legend says he hasn't lost a battle yet.
Everything about the rugged male repulsed Tweek, leaving this student tutor less than happy about their job.
"Oh god! I'm gonna kill myself." Tweek said after another moment of solitary thought. "This couldn't be a worse week. I swear it's because Jupiter is in retrograde."
Tolkien let out a laugh and put his hands on Tweek's shoulders. "Listen Tweek it can't be that bad. The worst that can happen is he tries to hit on you and you have to hose him off."
Tweek lets out a small snort. "Yeah right. Like he'd try to get it on with me." He gave a glance down to his brightly colored sweater and jeans.
"I don't know. I think you're pretty great." Tolkien said, his lips twitching up and face tilting towards Tweek's.
For a solid moment Tweek paused in awe of his friend and the kind words, then he smiled a gentle smile. Tweek's hand coming to swipe at Tolkien's nose with a single finger. "Is that a backbone I see growing?" Tolkien let out a laugh and Tweek pulled away from him to gather his things from the spot he had placed his bag. He hung his bag back over his shoulder with a sigh. "Seriously though, I'm gonna go to the rooms now. Wish me luck."
"You don't need luck." Tolkien said with a smile before backing up with his bag. "Probably just a cross to keep 'hot rod' off of you."
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Tweek grabbed his keys to the personalized study rooms meant for one-on-one student tutoring and put them in the door. He gave a sigh as he looked at the bland space. It was an almost empty room with a large circle table, a couple of chairs and a small shelf with random essentials like paper, pencils etc. It had a large window in it which was nice, but still didn't keep Tweek from thinking about how boring the room is.
He preferred his space decorated with bright colors, intricate designs, current projects, or pictures. Just anything to fill the void on the walls, but none of the kind were to be found on these walls. Just creme colored paint, a clock and the slightly yellow flickering florescent hue of the school's light.
