Authors Note:None of the characters in this story are owned by me, nor do I wish to claim they are. Usually, I try to write my own original works, but I felt like doing a fanfic for a change.

This is my first South Park Fanfic, so please excuse my mistakes and I hope you enjoy this.

And please, if you see a typo or something, could ya leave a comment about it? I have no editor person so I often make mistakes and don't notice. Thank you very much in advance.

~Tweek ~

Summer was the only time Tweek ever got my stress levels even close to seemed to be the only time he could catch his breath, stand still, or admire the beauty of the world around him. Even with working in his parents coffee shop every day, missing most of his sleep every night, and being alone, he was able to relatively calm himself down during the day. ( Night were a different story, seeing that the gnomes could be anywhere. )

But Why was he less twitchy and ''freakish'' during the long summer days?

He shudder at the question as he sat behind the counter of the coffee shop. he himself didn't seemly truly know the answer to this question. A few of the patrons gave the twitching boy an odd look,causing him to get embarrassed and begin to shake more. It annoyed him so much that he twitched so much. Tweek quickly picked up the coffee next to him, gulping the scourging liquid down as fast as he could. It was an attempt to calm his nerves, which off course never worked. Nothing seemed to work anymore. His stress may have been down during the summer, but it was never for long enough.

But Tweek would never admit he have an coffee problem.

Summer did have its perks: there was no school, and no school meant less pressure. No boys bulling him, no girls gossiping about silly things, not as many odd looks, and all the coffee he wanted. Best of all; He wasn't a social outcast in the small coffee shop. They still thought he was odd, but they never really bothered him about it. And that was a nice change of things.

Tweek jumped when The bell of the shop door rang, causing him to sputter out phrases revolving around pressure as a group of boys entered.

"Welcome to Tweak bro's-" Tweek began to say, but stopped when he saw the faces of the people whom had entered. He could feel his lips quiver as the 3 boys walked up to the counter.

They were from his school, particularly, they were Going into Junior year, same as Tweek. There was Token, the Richest kid in school, Clyde, one of the most athletic kids in school(yet he was often considered to be shallow), and finally Craig, one of the most terrifying guys in school and a mega bad boy. Just seeing Craig caused a deep chill to run down his spine.

The Three were glancing through the menu, discussing what to get. Tweek tried his best not to look to fearful and took another long drink off coffee. Showing them that he was frightened was sure to not help in the situation . He even Tried to smile a bit, but he could feel how awkward his mouth was.

Craig suddenly looked up, probably noticing Tweek looking at him. Tweek filched, dropping the empty coffee on to the floor. Oh god. oh god. oh god. oh god. Craig hadn't even done anything and tweek already wanted to shrivel away. He swooped down to pickup the cup, feeling tears start to form in his eyes. He quickly tossed the cup away and wiped his eyes. There was no reason to cry, Craig wasn't upset at him or anything. Twee had not done anything. But little did Tweek know that he had spoke to soon.

Once he turned back, Craig was glaring at him.

Panic arose in Tweek, More then he had felt in the longest of time. His throat went dry, his hands began to shake even worse. This was fear.

His mind was screaming.

Oh fuck.

Tweek was to young to die.