"Come ON! You know you can do it, Craigy-poo!" My best friend squeals, Grinning at the ridiculous nickname she and Clyde gave to me in 4th grade. She's so mean sometimes. The girl sitting in front of me, is, sadly, my best friend. Who's a girl. Surprise! She, being Jillian. The shortest person in Park High. 4'9, Long, curly brunette, Green eyes, Golden brown glasses, kinda pretty. Also the only person who knew I was gay. And for who.

Yeah, so I liked A blond. And a schizophrenic. Who had a addiction to coffee. You know who, you creepy stalker.

Anyway, for the thousandth time me and Jillian were talking about Tweek.

"Dude. You are the opitimy of a hot guy. You're even cuter than R from Warm bodies! There's no way he could turn you down! Why are you so afraid? You know he's gay, too! Ask Kenny! And Butters! Kyle, Stan, Even My Brother knows! And Token! They all say he is!"

I wait for her to vent it all out.

"Wait, Clyde knows? But he's... You know..."

"Slow? Yeah, I know, you can say it. I personally agree, but he's my bro."

Just then, her phone started screaming. Quite literally, screaming. A female scream that She'd set for Token, her boyfriend.

She picked up her beat up Samsung and answered sighing. "Yes, lovey?" A bunch of murmurs passed and she sighed again, "Yeah, ok, see you soon."

She put then the phone, more slamming it. "Tokens mom... She's getting worse. The cancer's spreading to her legs. I need to go... Token... He needs me. I'm so sorry. Dude, I can come over tomorrow and we can plan your date, ok?" I frowned. Yeah, Token needed her more now.

I nodded and grinned. "Girllllllllll, it's all good. I need to finish this stupid math shit, anyway." She laughed, then grabbed her bag and walked to Token's green Mercedes.

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"Hey, Tokey-Bear! How's it going?" I grinned and hopped into the car. It was messy, but I liked it. And there was my boy friend. He was sad, but tried to smile at me. "Is Alyssa ok? Your mom! What happened? Where did they send her?" Alyssa was his adopted sister, she was 14. And I adored her, so did Tweek. Her and him were best friends, strangely. She looked like him, femininely, almost exactly, but she had blue eyes. And age. We were 17.

"She was moved to intensive care. Alyssa's at the Tweak's. They want to give Mom... and put her out of the pain. And dads not taking it well, at all." Then the tears came down his gorgeous face. I reached over, even though I was heightly impaired. I hugged him, wrapping my pale arms around his muscular frame. I cooed soft lullabies in his ear, words of encouragement.

He finally sat up, and I offered him a tissue. He blushed. I guess men weren't supposed to cry or something.

"Lets go see her. We might not ever again." He sighed. I understood, I mean, what were you supposed to feel when your mother has bone cancer, and is spreading fast? Poor baby. I put my hand on his, and he pulled out of the Tucker's driveway.

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Umm... Hey... Was up?

I haven't a clue how to write a author note. ANYWAYS... So.. The OC's... I really am not into OC's, but my besty wanted me to make a fanfic with her and me. Jillian is me, and Alyssa is my Bestfriend. We both will have a large part in the relationship of TweekxCraig. aLsO! Here's a list of the pairings I am planning in this story: TweekxCraig. ClydexOC. TokenxOC. RubyxKaren. Umm... Yeah... So... Review, please my loveies?