New Addiction, a Creek love story.
I always wondered what an addiction really is. I guess an addiction is like me and my middle finger. Everyone says Tweek has an 'addiction' for coffee. Tweek. I consider him as my best friend ever since the incident during third grade. After our fight he blended into our group which involves him, me, Clyde and Token. Clyde and Token are best friends so I'm with Tweek most of the time. I grew attach to him throughout the years. Now in high school, we're still best friends.
I walked over to the school with my hands in my sweater's pockets and head staring at the floor. I couldn't help it, but I was thinking of Tweek, that lovable spaz as I trotted to school. He's so vulnerable and helpless all the time. I always get the feeling that I need, no, I must protect him. Wait! Did that sound…gay? Aw, crap! I quickly shake my mind off the idea that I might be gay for Tweek. I finally arrive at school and started looking for the cute blonde. I spotted Butters with Kenny over at the edge of the courtyard. Wrong blonde. I looked past that area and saw Stan, Kyle and Cartman. Fighting as usual. I snorted and looked away, back to my search.
After walking only two steps I heard my name called. " C-Craig!" Tweek called out waving his left arm. He held his turquoise thermos that I got him for his 13th birthday in his right hand. I smiled at him and he gave me a twitchy smile back. I approached him and ruffled his hair. His hair was so…attractive. It was meant to be ruffled even though he hates it. He jumped and his peach scarf fell to the snowy ground. He yelped and reached down to grab it. I never noticed before but Tweek always wears the cutest clothes. He always loves to wear his long, green sweater that goes down his knees everyday. Also because he fears that he'll get sick if he doesn't layer up and die from hypothermia one December morning. As he got up he caught me staring at him.
" C-Craig! W-Why are you –gah- looking at me?! Oh no! Am I not wearing any pants?! Nng! No! The gnomes took my pants didn't –nng- they?" Tweek worried and twitched. I chuckled and placed my hand on his shoulder, which made him gasped and tensed up. " No Tweek. You're perfectly fine. Let's get to class now." I comforted. He nodded his head and we both walked in the building together just as the first bell rang. We both had the same class for first period, chemistry. I…hate chemistry. A lot. I don't really give a damn about what's around us and what's inside stuff. And I don't know the hell why we have to learn about elements. I maintain a 'D' in chemistry though. Hey, it's not a 'F'.
Tweek on the other hand, is a genius at chemistry. He may be a spaz and also think critically ahead of things that don't matter at all but he's amazing at this subject. Seriously, whenever we're in class he focuses and barley twitches. I'm not sure if he cheats, which is probably not the case, but I really can't believe it. He memorized the whole periodic table. All I remember is that number one on the table is helium. Right? Whatever. Tweek and I continued walking down the hall. Tweek took quick sips as he walked and twitched.
" Yo! Craig! Tweek!" Clyde called out which made Tweek jump in sheer shock. I look over to Clyde and Token who are by there lockers. Who says 'Yo' these days? It's pretty old. I walked over to them with Tweek. "Yes?" I asked them emotionless. " What? We can't say hi to our friend?" Token replied. I raised an eyebrow. " Yeah okay. We wanted to ask you if you can come over after school to watch some movie with us at my house." Token explained. "Yeah because Token picked out this sappy chick flick and I want someone to suffer with me." Clyde snickered. " It is not a sappy chick flick! It's called Flowers and Chocolate!" Token disagreed. I frowned. " So Tweekers, you wanna see a movie with Clyde and Token?" I asked him. " Gah! W-Why do I have to decide?! It's…it's...-nng- too much pressure!" He wailed. " I guess that's a yes. See ya later." I called out and walked to class.
Tweek followed instantly and we walked into class. " Ay! Look the fags came in!" Eric Cartman yelled from his desk pointing at us. I casually flipped him off and sat in my seat. Tweek sat next to me and put down messenger bag beside his legs and drank some of his coffee down fast. He stared at his thermos nervously. This made me nervous. Tweek usually isn't like this. I was about to touch his shoulder to ask what was wrong but the teacher lady came in.
"All right class. Today we'll review the periodic table. You should've all memorized one through thirty when you were in middle school but let's review. Hm…Mr. Tucker, what does the symbol Si stand for?" Ms. Teacher-lady asked. Crap. I didn't notice she was asking me until she repeated my name. " Uh…Si? Um…Silk?" I replied unsure. " No. The answer is Silicon no.14." She frowned. "Mr. Tweak? What is no. 26 on the periodic table?" She asked still looking at me. " Fe, iron m-ma'am." Tweek responded sounding depressed and look a large sip out of his thermos. " Good! You should learn a thing or two from Tweek here Craig." The teacher scowled. I heard snickers behind me and flipped them off. "Craig!" Ms. Chemistry teacher shouted. I looked back at her and shrugged. "If I see you use your middle finger again I'll send you to the councilor's office young man!" And that's how chemistry went.
Once the bell rang I quickly ran out of the room to my locker. Tweek hastily tried to keep up with me. " A-Are you all r-right –gah- Craig?" Tweek asked me once we arrived at my locker. "You're asking me am I all right? What about you? You looked sad in chemistry." I replied and opened my locker. Tweek's grip on his thermos tightened. "I-I'm fine." Tweek stuttered looking down at his shoes. I looked closely at him. It didn't look like anything was wrong with him. He just looked so….depressed. I looked at the wall clock and realized that I had 3 more minutes left." I'll see you at 3rd period, kay Tweekers?" I asked ruffling his hair. "S-Sure." He replied and scurried off to his next class. Something was up with Tweek that, I knew for sure.
After my second period, Algebra, I dashed through the halls to my next period. Tweek and I were in the same class for third period, PE. I have no idea why they call it physical education. They're not trying to educate us. Our PE teacher just wants us to run laps while he reads his love novels. Pff, what a pussy. I finally reached the track area outside and squinted my eyes looking for Tweek. I finally saw Tweek. As I was about to call out to him I saw him jog somewhere else. He kept jogging across the field as if he was looking for someone. Heh, probably me. He stopped and drank out of his thermos. He tilted the thermos higher so more coffee could run through him. Then he pulled the container away and looked down at the ground. Again, he had that depressed look printed on his face. I started to walk towards him but was stopped.
" Ay! Craig! Tell Jew boy over there that I'm not fat! I'm big-boned aren't I?" Cartman pointed at Kyle who was smirking next to Stan. Kyle whispered to Stan about something I couldn't hear. Kyle then laughed and caused Stan to blush. What was that about? "Go away fatass." I fingered him and walked over to Tweek. " AY! YOU'LL REGRET THIS!" He threatened looking embarrassed. I threw him the middle finger once again and looked back at Tweek. " W-What was –gah!- that a-about?" Tweek asked looking kind of red. " Oh that? Nothing. Hey, are you sure you're-" I started but the PE coach blew his whistle.
" ALL OF YOU! GET YOUR BUTTS OVER HERE NOW!" Mr. PE teacher yelled. Wow, he must be really angry or something cause he usually isn't this pissed. I turned back to Tweek, but he wasn't behind me anymore. Instead, he was running toward the teacher. He was shaking so hard that I could see it from where I was stand. Then Tweek tripped and spilled his coffee on Cartman's shoes. " AH! TWEEK YOU FAGGOT! DAMN IT! YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!" Cartman yelled getting ready to punch him. I ran over to them and kicked Cartman hard where it hurts. Luckily, the PE teacher was busy fuming through his bag enough not to notice Eric.
" ALL RIGHT MAGGOTS! SINCE ERNESTO CHEATED ON CHRISTY I WANT YOU ALL TO DO 100 SIT-UPS! GO FIND YOURSELVES A PARTNER AND GO DO WHAT I SAY!" The PE teacher yelled holding onto his short love novel. Ah, that's why he's pissed. Something sad happened in his book. We all exchanged glances until Mr. PE teacher yelled "NOW! GET YOUR ASSES OUT RIGHT NOW!" Tweek screamed and stepped back. I took his arm and walked over the blacktop.
" So do you wanna go first or me?" I asked him without looking back. " I-I'll go first." Tweek replied. Tweek was never, I repeat, never good at sports. Or exercising. Tweek lied on the floor getting ready to do his sit-ups. He shakes as I held his feet to the ground. Aw, Tweek is just too cute. His hands are to his head as he tries to bring himself up for his first sit-up. As usual, he failed at getting himself to his knees. He plows back down and gives off a sigh. I let out a giggle and he looks up to me. His expression looked angry and hurt. I quickly smirked and apologized. He looks up to the sky with a confused face.
" C-Craig?" He asks. I looked down back at him and asked what was wrong. " C-Craig. I'm out of c-c-coffee." He blankly responded holding his empty thermos out in front of me. " Oh…well…" I started. I didn't know what to do. If I sneak Tweek some coffee then Mr. PE teacher would notice. " It's okay. I didn't mean to a-ask you anything." Tweek looked away and placed his thermos on the floor. He then tried to lift himself up again but fell back on the floor. Like I said, Tweek is horrible at PE. Every time he runs he trips. He falls over hurtles. He doesn't have good arm strength so he isn't able to do push-ups or pull-ups, but still, Tweek is determined. That makes him even cuter. Ah god! I sound so gay! I look down to Tweek and trace his perfect body in my mind. AH! STOP! I can't like Tweek. I'm straight. Right?
" Craig. Is it okay if you go now?" Tweek asked trying to get up. I was so distracted that I didn't notice Tweek struggling to get up. I was still holding his feet down so Tweek fell back down. "Oh, sorry. Sure thing." I let him go and started my sit-ups. He placed his hands on my feel and I started up a conversation. That's how PE went. It was beautiful. Having my best friend there with me.
The rest of school was rather boring. Tweek and I only had two periods together, chemistry and PE, and those two periods passed. I didn't see Tweek at lunch at his usual place, our table. This got me really nervous. I started to panic. I sat at out table next to Clyde and waited patiently for Tweek to arrive. Clyde was eating his beef tacos in enjoyment. I tapped my fingers to an anxious tempo while looking around. I took my hat off and threw it at the table in frustration just as Token sat down across from me.
" Dude, chill. What's up?" Token asked putting his lunch tray on the table.
" What's up? Where's Tweek? He was in your class last right? Where is he?" I asked trying not to sound worried.
" Uh Tweek. Um, if I remember, he ran out of the classroom during Algebra. Haven't seen him since, but don't worry, I bet he's fine." Token comforted.
" Fine? Tweek fine? Ha. He probably locked himself in a closet trying to run away from the gnomes." Clyde laughed. I stared Clyde down with the evilest grin I could make. He then shuddered and quietly ate his tacos. I sighed at looked at the table. Where could Tweek be? Why am I so worried anyways? Well, Tweek is my best friend. If Kyle were sick would Stan be worried? That's a definite yes. So, nothing's wrong with me being worried about Tweek, right? Arg! I'm so confused.
I grabbed my hat and walked through the hallway leaving Clyde and Token at the table. Those two knew exactly what I was going to do. I was going to look for Tweek. Have far can that coffee addict run to anyways? I'm pretty sure he's still in school. I rushed through the hallways entering any empty classes I saw. I couldn't find anyone in any of the classes although, I did see Stan and Kyle having an emotional argument a few classes back. I don't remember what it was about because I was too much in a rush looking for Tweek to care about them but I think it had something to do with Wendy? Or was it Christophe? No wait, I'm pretty sure it was about Kenny. Yeah, Kenny.
I ran through the next hall looking for the spaz I was worried about. Lunch was almost over but I really didn't care. Shit, I need to know where Tweek is. Is he avoiding me? Is he on drugs? Maybe that's why he was depressed. Because he was high? There was no possible way that was true, so why am I thinking about it? I'm sure Tweek would just chug down some coffee he if had a problem. It is Tweek after all. While I was thinking, I crashed into the goody goody Wendy Testaburger.
"Ah! Oh I'm sorry! Craig? What are you doing? You need to be more careful!" Wendy lectured as I roll my eyes and flip her off. Then I thought it would be a good idea to ask her something. " Yeah, sorry. Hey, have you seen Tweek around?" I asked with a hopeful tone. She crosses her arms and closed her eyes, probably thinking. "Actually, I did see him. I saw him last period. He was in a rush." She reports as she unfolds her arms. I think one of my eyes just twitched.
"Great! Do you know where he went?" I asked eagerly. One of her eyebrows arced upward, confused. I must've sounded gay. I need to be more careful on how I talk about Tweek. "Um. He said he had to go home or something." Wendy answered tapping her chin. Tweek went home? What? I quickly asked if she knew why. "Well, he didn't say why but I think Tweek's sick. He looked terrible when I saw him. Sorry, but I have to go now." She explained and then left. I stood there, in the middle of the hallway, staring at the floor. Tweek didn't look terrible before. Did something happen? I took my phone out of my pocket and pressed 9. I listen to the rings. Tweek usually picks up all the time. He accidentally programmed his phone to ring extremely loud and he had no idea how to fix it. Sure, we could've helped him but it's fun watching him spaz up over a phone call or text. 8 rings, then voicemail followed.
"Hey Tweek. It's Craig. Are we still up for the movie? Kay. Bye." I left my voicemail and hung up. That's all I was able to say. I don't know why but that's all that came out. I sighed and walked back. I had my 4th period to get to. Physics. I wanted to know if Tweek was all right. If my best friend got sick, then I would stay by his side throughout his sickness. If my best friend got hurt, I would help him and make sure he wouldn't strain himself. Wait. I guess I am gay for Tweek. Shit. Shit shit shit. I'm gay for my best friend. All right all right, calm down Craig. If I tell Tweek, he'd go insane. Then that would ruin everything. I'll just keep this my dirty little secret.
My cell phone vibrated softy in my pocket. I struggled to get it out of my tight pockets and flipped the screen up. One new message. My heart raced as I pressed the 'read' button.
"C u at Token's." The message read. I smiled. I knew everything was going to be all right.