Tweek and Craig never talked to each other, not after the fight. For the most part they tried to ignore each other. Every once in a while Craig would shoulder Tweek in the hall, sending him to the ground. Tweek would just shiver in response.

Tweek was small, only 130 pounds or so, 5 foot 5. His hair wasn't as spikey as it had been in elementary school but his blonde hairs still stuck out all over the place. His shirt was never buttoned right and almost everything he owned was stained with coffee but that was okay with him. He always had a thermos in his left hand. Everyone was convinced he only put it down to sleep and pee. Tweek still shook and shivered, his Gah!'s, Ngh's, and Ack!'s intruding into everything he said. He was peaceful, not even mean to Craig, who knocked him down like a bowling pin.

Craig Tucker was mean. He was an asshole, but damn he was gorgeous. If you never talked to him then you could easily fall in love with him. He kept his jet black hair under his hat. Somewhere between fifth grade and eleventh grade he lost a lot of the nasaliness in his voice, but he never lost his love for the middle finger. Clyde was always by his side. Craig's smaller counterpart tortured Tweek much more. Craig wouldn't hit Tweek first, but if Clyde did than Craig was all in.

"Nghhh" Tweek shivered as he struggled to put in his locker combination.

"Hey Tweekers." Clyde said, sneering at the back of the blonde's head.

Tweek didn't bother to turn around but his shivering intensified.

Clyde body slammed Tweek, his bag falling to the ground. Candy wrappers and pencils scattered across the mostly empty hall. Tweek, Clyde, and Craig's bus was always the first to arrive at school, which gave Clyde and Craig and extra five minutes of torture time.

Craig kicked pencils away before walking away, Clyde close behind.

"Gah!" Tweek yelped, shaking and struggling to pick up the wreckage as people filled the hall, kicking his pencils further away. He collected his things and stood up, taking a long swig of coffee. He glanced over his shoulder, making brief eye contact with Craig, which was shoving books into his locker.

"Fucking Gaylord." Clyde remarked.

Craig snickered, flipping his favorite finger back towards the blonde.

Craig had five of his six classes with Tweek, and study hall with him too. Fortunately, his first period was not one of them.

Craig slid into his seat as the bell rang, Kenny looking at him sideways as a substitute teacher began to drone on about a movie they'd be watching today.

Craig could feel Kenny's eyes on him. Finally, he snapped, whisper yelling at Kenny "What!"

"I talked to Tweek."

Craig rolled his eyes. Tweek was the last thing he wanted to hear about. "You might be the only one who ever will."

"It's not funny Craig. He's lonely. His only friend is coffee."

Craig smirked. "Good."

"Why are you so mean to him."

"He put me in the hospital."

"Craig, that was eight years ago."

"And?"

"Craig, let's put it this way, if Tweek was found hanging in his closets the first person they'd blame would be you."
"Are you telling me Tweek is going to kill himself?"

"You never know man."

"Then until he does, I got nothin' to worry about."

Kenny turned to face the front board, clearly displeased with Craig's response.

When the bell rang Craig bolted from the classroom. He wanted to catch up with Clyde and Token before second period. They all had chemistry. With Tweek.

Craig bumped into Clyde, his long legs aching from hurling himself up the stairs. Clyde and Token giggled.

"You look fucking stupid. Be glad I didn't have gym with you last semester." Clyde said, jabbing Craig in the side. He winced.

"You read for chem?" Token asked.

"Not today." Craig groaned.

The three walked into their mostly empty classroom. The only people in the room were Stan, Tweek, and Kenny. Craig swore Kenny could teleport, he never saw him in the halls but he magically always got to class before him.

Craig flopped into his seat, next to Kenny and across from Tweek. Clyde sat down too, next to Tweek and across from Kenny. Token sat on the opposite side of the room.

"H-hi Craig." Tweek whimpered as he caught Craig's eyes.

Craig flipped Tweek his favorite finger, earning himself a "Gah!" in response.

Clyde knocked Tweek out of his chair halfway through class. Craig snickered as the whining blonde pulled himself off the floor.