This was my first fan fic I ever wrote, and on deviantart, people liked it and said I should post it on here, so here it is ^^ I hope you like it!!!!

Btw, there are 11 chps, this is the first…

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"I'm not normal! These feelings… they… they aren't normal. Am I not normal?" I was lying on my coach sprawled out on my back, with my hand over my face. I had a head ache!

"Why is this so… hard? I don't think I'm normal, but yet pretty much all of fucking South Park isn't normal. Wait… does that make me normal? I can't be because I'm thinking I'm not normal. GUAH!!"

"Craig?" I heard my mom call and I shot up. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing Mom." I answered quicker than I should have. To be truthful, there is something wrong. I'm so fucking confused I feel like I'm going to die! I think I have always had a crush on my best friend, but all of the sudden this crush grew in to something bigger! Whenever I look at him, I turn beat red and I don't know what to think anymore! I can't tell that to my parents though. Who knows what might happen if I tell them I have a crush on my best friend. Even worse, my best friend who is a boy! Tweek has been my best friend for a long time, and we are still best friends, now in high school. "Damn it… why do I love Tweek so much?" I knew the exact answer to the question, even though I asked it. There are a lot of reasons to why I love Tweek. One reason, is I think he is cute. Even his twitching is kinda damn cute and how his blonde hair is always messy. The thing that is really driving me sane is that I don't know if Tweek has the same feelings for me. Right then, I felt my back pocket vibrate. My phone was going off. I slid my hand into my back pocket, and answered the phone. "Hello?"

"C-Craig?" I knew exactly whose voice it was on the other side of the line. At the sound of his voice, I felt my fach blush.

"Tweek! Ya, what's up?"

"GAH, I-I have a question about our project." Oh shit! I totally forgot about our literature project due next week!

"Aaah, ya?"

"Aaargh, w-what are we going to do?" To be honest, I had been so busy being fucked up with my thoughts and feelings; I spaced out about the project and hadn't thought about what we will do!

"… Um," I desperately tried to come up with something fast so I don't sound retarded on the phone with Tweek, "Why don't you come over tomorrow after school and then we figu- uh, discuss what I have in mind!"

"AH, y-ya sure. I-I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Ya… see you." I heard the click from the phone on the other line and heard the obnoxious EEEEEER noise that followed and knew Tweek had hung up. "Shit, I have to think of something! We need to make a diorama, poem, painting, or whatever to the story Romeo and Juliet with a summary and a background paper on our project. Both of them have to be at least 3 pages long. What a fucking shit load! I probably wouldn't do it if I wasn't partners with Tweek. We could make a scene from the book and make it into a diorama, but what scene? I pondered for a minute. I snickered to myself as I thought how I should make the scene at the end where Juliet stabs herself because her beloved Romeo dank poison. I should make extra blood around the diorama. Or would that make Tweek all nervous and stuff? "What do I do?" I said to the nothingness of the family room, and wasn't referring to just the assignment.

The next day

"I'm so hungry!" I said in my usual whiny voice.

"D-did you not eat y-your breakfast this morning?" My best friend asked me while he was sitting next to me at our table in math. There was still 10 minutes left before lunch.

"I never eat fucking breakfast…"

" GAH! T-that's not good for your health, Craig."

"Heh, I don't care!" while I said this, I was thinking about his coffee addiction. Having 50 coffee's everyday is bad for your health too! I really did worry about that.

"You should care! I-I don't want you to get yourself killed! You won't come back like Kenny does."

"I… I won't die from not eating breakfast, Tweeks, be realistic." I turn my head away so he can't see my deep blush across my face.

"U-um, for the project, should we meet somewhere after school?" he said looking at me, trying to see at my face.

"Why don't we just meet in the back of school and take a short cut home?"

"Sure." Tweek said with a cute smile on his face. The bell rang 8 minutes later and it was time for lunch. I head to my locker and put everything in quickly so I can get my food ASAP! I go into the lunch room and I see Tweek already sitting at our table sipping at his coffee. I got in the cafeteria food line to get lunch and it seemed today's line was longer than usual. I glanced over to where Tweek was sitting and I was observing when he would randomly twitch. He looked so cute. At that thought, I could feel my face get hot.

"Hey, kid!" The scratchy voice from the old lunch-lady hag was calling out to me, and then I realized it was my turn… apparently it had been my turn for a while when I glanced at that large gap of space in front of me.

"Hurry up, I don't have all day!" the hag snapped.

"Taco." I said in a quick response and then flipped her off. I was hoping shed notice, but she didn't. She was to busy tormenting other kids.

" Yo! Craig!" I heard Clyde's voice call out from our table. I walked over there and I sat down next to Tweek.

"Hey." I replied back.

"Do you guys want to go somewhere and hang out after school?" Clyde said asking everyone at the table.

"That sounds like jolly good fun! I'm free any who." Pip said in his preppy voice. That kid annoyed me, but he wasn't as annoying as he was in elementary.

"I'm free too, I can probably come." Token said.

"I don't have anything planned." Butters said after Token.

"Hey what about you guys?" Clyde asked turning his head to face me and Tweek.

"GAH! W-well, I have to do something."

"Me and Tweek are working on our literature project after school."

"That's Tweek and I" Clyde said sarcastically.

"Ah, fuck off!"

"Have you guys even started with the project yet?"

"… We have some ideas."

"That sucks man. It's due next week."

"I bet you haven't started yet either, dumb ass!"

"Well, if you guys aren't going to come with us after school, maybe ill ask Kyle and them." I looked around at their table and saw Kenny was missing.

"Is Kenny dead already?"

"Ya, I heard he got hit by a bus and went flying into Starks Pond and drowned. He'll be back tomorrow I'm sure." This was another example why South Park wasn't even close to normal; people died everyday, and came back to life!

"GAH!" Tweek squeaked. I looked over to see he was out of coffee. I wonder how he will hold out for the last 3 hours of the day.

3 hours later

I finished packing all my stuff up and started heading to the back of the school and waited for Tweek.

"H-…hey!" Tweek seemed out of breath, he probably rushed so fast and ran here.

"Hey Tweeks, you didn't have to rush you know."

"Bu-…but I… wanted to get here quick so you didn't have to wait." I had a smile on my face and was staring at him. I could feel my blush growing the longer I stared at his panting face.

"W-what?"

"Mm…nothing. Let's go, I'll make you some coffee when we get to my house."

"Thanks." We were walking and discussing what to write and stuff for the project while we were taking our short cut to my house, but I went silent after I heard something. I stopped dead in my tracks trying to listen, and Tweek, who was behind me, collided into my back. "What?"

"Shh, do you here that?"

"What??"

"Follow me." We are walking quietly in the bushes so no one can here us, and I swear I here Stan and Kyle's voices. Me and Tweek pear through the bushes and, holy shit, I'm not sure if it is or not, but it looks like Kyle and Stan, and are totally sucking face! Holy shit, this is so hot! It looks like Stan pushed Kyle to a tree and went from there! They were kissing passionately and both seemed to really enjoy it! I had no idea Stan and Kyle swung that way! At least I'm not the only one in South Park like that, excluding Butters. Kyle's arms were rapped around Stan's neck and his hands were entwined in his hair, while Stan had his hands around Kyle's waist, tightly, scratch that, he was holding him REALLY tightly and was putting full force against the tree! You could both see their tongue's pressing against each others when ever they opened their mouths for breath. Oh shit! I was watching them so intently I almost forgot Tweek was sitting right next to me! Tweek seemed just as interested in this as I was, he also was beat red all the way across his face. He had been twitching for a while and I forgot he hasn't had coffee sense lunch! I just hope he doesn't-

"G-…ge-…" Oh no! Tweek's gonna blow our cover! What do we do!? "GAH!" He went dead white and looked at the boys, who had stopped making out and went white as well, and then Tweek stared at me looking frightened, and covered his mouth. I was also staring at him. I sat still like a statue and then looked back to Kyle and Stan who had broke contact and no longer clinging to themselves and were pale white, almost like a ghost, and were still, looking around trying to find where the sounds came from that Tweek made. "geh!" Tweek squeaked again, but the sound was muffled, but obviously still very noticeable in a silence like this. Both boys looked directly at the bush me and Tweek were hiding in, and knew that obviously someone was watching them, all I could think of at the time was-
'Fuck!'