Ok! I got a couple reviews on the last chapter and they definantly motivated me to continue this story! And do to a suggestion I am going to try and space out my writing a bit more, or at least the best I can. Alsoooooo, I do plan for this story to take a sort of sadistic, BDSM, semi-abusive turn. BUT ANYWAYS LETS GET ON WITH THE STORY!
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Craigs POV
I stood next to the entrance of the school just twenty minutes before the bell was signaled to ring. My phone in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
Now, personally I'm not much of an early bird but there's a certain small, blonde, spaz I like to keep my eye on. So I purposely show up to school early and wait for him to come walking up the sidewalk.
After about fifteen minutes of waiting, and by now my cigarette was gone, I noticed more and more people entering the school, until I saw a familiar bush of blonde hair walking alone, my Tweekers.
I couldn't help but smirk.
I blended myself in with a large group of students and hid in plain sight from my blonde beauty. I watched him carefully as he entered the school. I let him head on to his locker while I met up with my two best friends. Token, and Clyde. We were all practically the same in hight with a very good build. Clyde was the first to speak.
"Craig! Hey, man what's up?" He said as we high fived.
A simple "Hey" was all Token delivered, being the more quiet of us three.
After chilling for a bit I finally bring my eyes back over to my baby. He's standing at his locker, tossing books in his bag. I start to make my way over to him and hear my buddies follow. I contemplate grabbing his ass but hold myself back, something I tend to have to do around Tweek.
I swiftly slam my hand down next to his head, which of course gains his attention. And I hear Token and Clyde laugh loudly at his reaction while I just smirk.
He slowly turned around facing me and our eyes connected. For a moment my heart fluttered at the sight but I quickly regained myself, boxing him in.
"Why do you look so scared, Tweekers?" I said as I grabbed his chin, pulling him closer. He whimpered and just the sound created images of a writhing, begging, sexy Tweek laying under me. I sent a swift punch to his stomach to hide my reaction, earning more laughter from the two behind me. I let him fall to the ground and went on to class.
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Waiting for math class to start gave me time to appreciate sharing every class with my Tweekers. Though, of course that's not just a coincidence, I threatened the gidence counselor. Speaking of my Tweekers, what's taking him so long? I couldn't have hurt him that bad...
As if on cue he came through the door right before the first bell. I wanted to smile but managed to keep a straight face. He settled down in his assigned seat, right next to me, and I never took my eyes off of him.
I leaned over and roughly grabbed his side, running my hand up his shirt.
"How's my newest mark feeling, baby?" I didn't give him time to respond before I leaned back towards my own desk with a smirk on my face.
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During lunch I sat at a crowded table with what we're considered the "popular" people. I looked up from my lunch to scan the cafeteria, ignoring the roudy teens that surrounded me.
Finally, Tweek walked in the double doors and I was just about to go force him to sit with me until I heard a deafening, high pitched scream. "BESTIEEEEEEE!"
Bebe, fucking bitch. That slut had the audacity to touch MY Tweek. She hung all over him like she always does. She was out for a week, sick I think, and it made it easier to harass my Tweekers during lunch. But now she's back and in the way again.
I'll just have to put my long awaiting plan in action, and get rid of this bitch for good. Because NOBODY, should be allowed to get THAT close to MY Tweekers, except ME. I'll show her, I'll make sure everybody knows...
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Sooo second chapters up! Let me know what you think and feel free to give me any suggestions on where you think this story should go. :)