My name is Craig Tucker. My best friends are Clyde Donovan and Token Black. I have no empathy towards anyone but Stripe. I was thought to be asexual. But this is the story of how one boy changed my life forever.
It was the last day of school and i was walking home alone. Clyde and Token went off to a party, but i didn't want to go. A house filled with the people i hate, all wasted an horny. It makes me shudder just to think about it. So i was spending this night alone.
Not like it's a big deal though. I'd much rather be alone than to be hit on by just about every chick in South Park and McWhoremick.
Last year Clyde drug me to a party at the fat arse's house, slipped something in my drink, and i woke up the next day in some bitches bed, nude. And before that Cartman got hammered and practically tried to ass rape Kyle. And when Kyle hid from him, Cartman started after me. And i never let him live it down either.
Never. Again.
Last day of school. Big whoop. Only thing i like about it is that it's almost 3 whole months without being nagged or yelled at by a teacher or having to go to the institution they call a school. Finally when i can become a shut-in. But something felt different today. Usually i go through the day like usual. I just felt like something important was going to happen.
As i was walking i saw a large, white, moving truck in front of the house that had recently been sold. The house was 2 stories, a pale yellow, and seemed fairly nice. Although i've only seen the exterior. Being somewhat curious, i began to walk over to meet whoever was moving in.
Coming closer i saw a blonde mess of hair, and when i came into ear-shot, i heard the person shouting at the movers. They just ignored it, which i thought was strange. I listened to the voice more carefully. It was a boy. He, was a boy. But the voice sounded familiar. "Oh Jesus Christ!Don't drop it! My parents will find out and sell me to the gypsies! I don't wanna be sold to the gypsies! GAH!" Suddenly it dawned on me. I knew exactly who he was.
Shit.
