Um… , I Assume I Could Start My Freaking Creek Story. But I Made A Insufficient Provisions To It Like The Subversion Is Exclusively Altered. The Characters Are In Character (I Hope) & Plus I Don't Think Anyone Has Made A Story Based On This Sooo, I Gonna Start One. Well… I Hope You Guys Like It If Not I'll Stop I Guess?
Pairings: CraigXTweek, TokenXClyde, StanXKyle,
Summary: He Was On His Own. Never Experienced What A Childhood Was.. Never Had A Girlfriend.. Family Never Acknowledged Him… He Shielded Himself From The Outside World And Only Retained Unknown In His Room, Coming Out For School Only.. And That's Where I Come In. But I Never Planned To Fall In Love With Him.
Disclaimer: I Own No Character In This Here Said Story.
Note: This Is Rewritten Differently If You Don't Like It Please Click The Back Button. :p
Note II: This Story Has The Usual.. Angst, Comfort, Romance, Drama and So on.. Unfortunately This Story Is Rated M Which Means There Will Be What I Like To Call 'Sexual Intercourse by force' In Retrospect Rape. Somewhere In Chapter 9 I Suppose. So Don't Like Rape, Then Get The Fudge Out :|
Note III: Well, In My Other Fanfic 'Extreme Lengths' I'm Undoubtedly (Not Utterly Certain) Going To Ask Some Questions And Whoever Gets Em' Right Will Like Get A Written Oneshot. On their Desired Character. Girl/Girl Or Boy/Boy Even Can Be A Crack Pairing. Maybe, Not Sooo Sure. So Stay In Contact With This Fanfiction And You'll Maybe Get A Oneshot.
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Story Title: Two Worlds Collide
Chapter One: That Moment...
"So? You guys up for Bebe's party Saturday night?" The perky brunette asked eagerly "How many times have I told you Clyde that I'm not going" I sighed resting my cheek on the palm of my hand "Aww, c'mon Craig stop being such a killjoy! That's why your never gonna get laid and you'll die as a 40 year old virgin and we'll be embarrassed to be your friends and on your cenotaph it'll say Craig Tucker: 40 year old virgin maybe even more years! C'mon Craig!"
"My ceno—What? Clyde what the hell is a cenotaph?" I look at him with slight confusion on my face. "Huh? Oh a cenotaph yeah that's a tombstone but that's not the point you hafta come Craig! It won't be fun without you." Clyde wailed in his usual annoying-as-fuck tone. "Alright, Clyde I'll go but that kid has to go" I point at the near end of the table. Clyde jerks his head in that direction looking at the kid that I pointed at "Tweek? Tweek Tweak? That spazzy blonde kid that always ranted about invisible lawn gnomes that were coming after his underwear" Clyde asked glancing back at me with one eyebrow raised. "Um… Yeah I guess" I raise an eyebrow in ambiguity "Seriously Craig you want me to invite the spazmoid?" Clyde furrowed his brows "Don't know and don't care if he isn't going then I ain't" I sighed folding my arms as if it was that simple. Oh.. Wait it was.
"Dude, I can't invite him to Bebe's party! She be pissed and won't like me!" Clyde wailed once again but this time flapping his arms in an awkward stance "Go complain to Token about it please! You're gonna make my ears fucking hurt with your goddamn whining!" I press my finger to my ears trying to block out the sound of a dying giraffe.
"Seriously Clyde, I love you man but if you keep crying like that you're gonna lose one your other testicle" I growl "I always had two but you and Stan's clique made a rumor how I had one testicle" he furrowed his brows before huffing slightly "Yeah, well I don't care. It was funny and I'm gonna leave it at that" I sigh raising my middle finger at him "Love you too Craig" he muttered while rolling his eyes like one of those drama queens.
"Oh Token~" Clyde sang before skipping like a fucking gaywad over to him. I tugged off my hat running a couple of fingers through my dark hair before setting my chullo down on the desk huffing in annoyance. "You look so stunning deprived of your hat Craiggers" a aware yet bothersome snigger came from above me. "What now Kenny?" I groused flipping him off
"Nothing just came for some small talk" he smiled taking the seat in front of me. 'Goddamnit, how I wish Clyde was sitting in front of me now' "I don't want to talk" I brusquely said "Sure you do" he smiled pushing his dirty strands of hair behind his ear. "Please go away" I rub my temples "C'mon I said please man, that's as low as I go" I say pleading while flipping him off.
"What now?" I growl "So, had any good fuckings lately?" he smirked. 'Fuckings?'. "What do you mean by that?" I raise a brow "You know.." he stood and started air humping "Uh.. Err.. No" I look away with disgust. I know I've jacked off a couple of times when it came to some hot celebrities. I couldn't think of any so I went with that fag.. What's his name… oh right.. Zac Efron.
Worst fifteen minutes of my life. Even though it felt good I haven't gotten laid at all, I still carried my V-Card and wasn't prepared to lose it any time soon. As faggy (Even coming from a fag as myself and yes I was considered a fag as some would say but eh who cares right people don't have a right to stick their goddamn noses in everything right?) as this would sound I haven't found 'Mr. Right'.
I dated Thomas a while ago but I hardly felt anything for the kid. Truth is I only like him for his Tourette's syndrome. It's was kind of a cool syndrome having ticks at unnecessary moments. I mean come on say vulgar language at inappropriate times how awesome is that I mean what I'd kill for that superfluity. Yeah, sure it was fun dating him but it's not like he sucked my dick or anything right. Not that I wanted him to I just wasn't ready having my dick sucked.
Of course he took the break up pretty well, he called me a 'cock sucker! Son of a bitch!' Not sure if that was his Tourette's talking or it was just him but yet I don't care.
I noticed McCormick gone and was replaced by a asleep Clyde. I picked out a black sharpie from my knapsack and carefully drew a penis in the corner of his mouth which was slightly open. I then drew an arrow to the penis writing the word 'Fag'he stirred a little and that was my indication to sit back down and pretend like nothing ever occurred. I'm pretty sure no one was even observing me, so looks like I got away easily.
"Alright students… sit down and shut the fuck up!" And there's the lovely voice of our teacher Mrs. Iris. Blech. She's pretty annoying most days and looks like that day is today. So she must be on her period or some shit. Don't know don't care. I don't know what it's like to have blood permeable out of my penis so yeah. "Alright! Students today you have an exam and I want all of you to—" she was cut off by an unexpected "GAH!" coming from outside of the door. I raised my eyebrow at the noise and Clyde shot his head up wiping drool off his face. I glance at his face resisting to laugh.
"Well, Well finally decided to join us Mr. Tweak?" she asked huffily glowering at the poor vulnerable boy "GAH—I ERG! Meant to come earlier but I Ack! Got caught up in the Gah! Coffee Chef gave me!" he stammered tripping over his words. "Well now that you know that I don't care you can sit your ass down and shut up!" "Gah! I'm ERG! Sorry!" he cried clutching his thermos while making his way to his empty chair which looked like it can fill up to three people with him sitting in there.
"As I was saying students.." I tuned her out glancing back at the addict that kept trembling and twitching at unnecessary times. For some reason I feel like something will happen that will involve me and him in some with adventure that I never experienced before. I wasn't quite sure if I was ready for it or not but hey why not give it a go?. Tweek glanced up at me and gave and inaudible 'Oh Jesus!' before shifting his eyes to the front. I smiled inwardly at the sight of him. I remember when we used to be friends. It was him, me, Clyde, and Token. We used to be 'Craig and Those Guys' Good ole' Days. But who says you can't relive memories? Right no one.
"Craig Tucker, they need you at the counselors for a while. Don't know for what but I don't give a damn." She muttered. I inaudibly said 'Shit' and made way to where I never get disciplined at.
"Alright Craig now I know why you're wondering why I called you in here Mmkay?" Mr. Mackey questioned "Not really you got me out of a test that was going to fail." I sighed "Alright, well I get straight to the point Mmkay?" he said "Ok." "Alright you know Tweek.. Err Tweek Tweak?" "I know of him, we don't talk" I stated the obvious "Okay, but.. Okay here's the deal" 'Deal? Damn this is getting interesting' "Our school can't have another suicide watch on our asses so what I need you to do is show Tweek what living's all about Mmkay? And—" I cut him off.
"You want me to what?" I asked not sure if I heard was right. Show Tweek what living's all about? "Sorry but I don't follow." I say giving a puzzled expression "Okay, Tweek… Has been living depressed because of his mother's death and father's new bride. He can't seem to get his head straight. He told me his father beats him for disrespecting his step-mother. Hardly had a childhood Mmkay. He never had somebody to love. Once he would get home, he would lock himself in his room. Shielding himself from the outsiders. He would come out for school but never for anything else. He's also been living with a case of schizophrenia Mmkay"
"Schizophrenia? What's that?" I question.
"Schizophrenia is a mental disease where you can't tell what's real from unreal. He's been hearing this woman's voice whom he believes is his mother Mmkay"
"But why does this have to include me?" I ask trying to rearrange the puzzle in this whole thing.
"Because, I asked him when was he ever really happy and he answered 'When I hanged around Craig Tucker. He made me feel safe like no one could get me or kill me. He comforted me when my mother died. He was someone I was lucky to have but now it's ruined and I'm all alone in this world where nobody gives a fuck about the twitchy blonde kid: Tweek Tweak' Mmkay" Mr. Mackey finished looking at me but I refused to glance up at him
I froze at what Mr. Mackey said. 'When I hanged around Craig Tucker.' I felt my face warm up and felt something trickling down my skin. Was.. Was I crying? No—No way.. This story made me cry.. How.. How could I just push someone away from me.. I changed someone's life I made someone happy but I just brushed that person away leaving him to rot. Shit I felt guilty. I comforted him, I made him feel safe, and he said he was lucky I was there to take care of him.. But I just threw him away like some crumpled piece of paper that was good to me.
"Now, Craig.. You don't have to do this.. Mmkay? It was just a suggestion since he trusts you the most Mmkay" Mr. Mackey softly said patting my shoulder "N…No, I want to do this. I made someone happy and then fucked up their life by throwing them away" I said wiping some tears out of my eyes "I think your being really courageous to do this Craig Mmkay" Mr. Mackey said.
"Yeah well now I need to change someone perception on the world" I say standing up. "Thanks for sharing this with me Mr. Mackey" I look at him "Anytime and oh Craig, I will be calling you from time to time.. For you know how much you progressed with Mr. Tweak" "I'll keep that in mind" I say walking out the door.
Looks like you can relive old memories and regain a lost friendship.
Chapter One Finished! Yay :DDD. I wrote this in school through 3 periods. Gosh was it hard to think of something. But I did it. God, I Love Crying Craig He's Soo Cute. Read & Review! :)
