Author's Note: Hello and sorry for the really long break, as I said before I'm so very lazy, and because I'm planning this story as I go along it's some what hard to piece together my thoughts and write something anyone can comprehend. There will be actual interactions between them in this chapter and also a group therapy session. Thank you all for reading and I again apologize for the slow update.
South Park sill ceases to be in my possession.
Chapter 2. Part 1: Craig Tucker 8:13 A.M.
Craig was just as observant as he was silent, he'd watch as other patients vented to whichever therapist was there that day to take down notes on each patient and their condition. Most days Craig was left to his thoughts, he didn't want to speak of whatever problems they believed he had and they didn't expect him to. Usually Craig would use the 60 minute therapy session to reflect on the blandness of his life here
This particular morning was different though.
The boy he'd seen earlier, the one with the blonde birds-nest like hair and oddly light green eyes, was sitting in the group therapy circle diagonal to him. The boy who just moments ago had been introduced as Tweek Tweak.
How odd, thought Craig, that the boy's first name was the same as his last. Craig observed as Tweek Tweak sat shaking and twitching every so often, looking nervously about the room as if the entirety of it were out to get him.
Craig continued to observe the boy diagonal to him, and the buzzing of conversation around him continued to dull as he focused all of his attention on the other boy.
Craig's moment of focus was abruptly shattered when Tweek's head jerkily turned so that he was now looking at Craig. His eyes, which had already been wide with caution, opened even more so when he met Craig's gaze.
A high-pitched scream-like sound escaped Tweek's throat as he shakily turned away from Craig's perplexed gaze. Was his face really all that frightening?
Craig, deciding that causing the panic attack of somebody was probably not a good first introduction, averted his eyes and plunged himself into his thoughts, only occasionally glancing towards the other boy.
Chapter 2. Part 2: Tweek Tweak 8:42 A.M.
Tweek sat shakily in his chair pretending to be unaware of the ever-present eyes on him. Peeking just a bit over his shoulder Tweek saw, yet again the cold calculating stare and stoic face of his observer.
What had he done to deserve this?
Just before the spiral of self-pitying thoughts could begin, the therapist who had been observing them all this time cleared his throat as a way of gaining the room's attention. Tweek listened carefully as the he announced to the room that they were free to socialize with the other patients for the next twenty or so minutes.
Tweek's head filled with fear at the prospect of approaching and socializing with any of these people. His internal crisis was short lived though, as it ended just as he herd a monotonous voice introduce itself as Craig.
Tweek then peered up and was met with the dark, ice-blue eyes of the boy who'd been watching him earlier. Tweek's gratefulness at not having to awkwardly approach and poorly attempt to socialize with the other patients dissipated all at once and left nothing but anxiety and fear. Shaking Tweek just barley managed to quickly stutter out a "H-hello, p-please don't beat me up, I-I'm sorry for w-whatever I did!"
Craig's face, which had displayed little to no emotion just moments before, showed only confusion at Tweek's prior statement.
"Beat you up?" He questioned, "Why would I do that?"
Tweek stared, dumbfounded, and twitched once before speaking again.
"Y-y-you've been g-glaring at m-me for," here he paused, checked the time, and twitched again before continuing, "t-the past s-sixty minutes!"
Craig responded questioningly with "I have?"
"Y-yes!" Tweek yelled before placing both hands over him mouth in fear of how loud he'd just shouted before repeating himself, a bit softer this time.
Craig's expression of confusion turned once again expressionless. "Oh," he responded "sorry."
Silence lasted for a little more than three seconds before Tweek questioned anxiously "Why?"
Craig responded quickly and without a change in expression, "Because your interesting."
Tweek, though unsatisfied with Craig's explanation nodded only once with an expression of confusion on his face.
Sorry it took so long to update but here it is and in the future I'll try harder to update quicker. Thank you for reading and also reviews are always appreciated.
