Last year-
School went fast, as always, and as expected. C's in all my classes, C's on tests, C's get degrees. Cartman kept throwing crumpled up paper balls at me with the word, "fag" written all over it. I roll my eyes and try my best to ignore him. I look at the teacher, she's not even noticing all of this. I hate the public school system. Another four hours of him, what are the chances that the fatass is in almost all of my classes?
Lunch rolls by pretty fast, and Cartman continues to make fun of me from across the lunchroom. Clyde and Token still in line to get their lunch, and I'm alone with Craig at the table. He's eating pizza from Pizza Hut or some crappy fast food chain place like that. Every now and then, he would stare at me when he thinks that I'm not looking at him, and it kind of freaks me out.
"Hey Tweek."
"What is it Craig?"
"Do you remember when the Asian girls started to draw those pictures of us?" He looks at the Asian girl group, they're drawing Craig with an oversized dick, and when they realize Craig's flipping them off, they just laugh and make it even bigger.
"Shit, don't remind me about that crap, Craig. I don't want to remember any of that bullshit. Oh god! I remember those stupid pictures the Asian girls posted on the internet of you having sex with me!"
"Tweek, calm down, it's just a picture." He says with a small smile. "So are you really?"
"Really what?"
"Really gay?"
"I don't know! Are you?"
"I don't know."
"How can you be so calm about this? We even 'broke up' officially, why are you bringing this shit up again?!"
"Because I just want to know."
"I don't know! I don't really think I like anyone!"
"Ok but let's say someone did like you, would you prefer them to be a boy or a girl?"
"I don't know!"
"Tweek just answer my my damn question."
"Stop making me nervous!"
"Tweek you're the only one that's yelling, calm down."
"Ok fine! I would rather prefer a guy but I really liked a girl and she liked me then I would go for her but if a guy likes me and I'm interested then yes, I would prefer a guy over a girl, sheesh Craig."
"Thanks Tweek." He says, resuming taking bites out of his pizza." Clyde and Token sit down with us and talk about some video game that's coming out soon. I remember when I used to be invested in video games, but I kept on getting freaking killed because the guys just used me as bait or something when I played online. Ten minutes into lunch, Craig, Clyde and Token's invested in some game again. I stopped playing a while ago, too busy at the cafe to do anything besides making drinks. I sound like a bartender. Maybe I can be a bartender for a while for a change of pace. I think I would need a license for that though, god damn it. It's so awkward when I just sit here with the guys. Every now and then Craig would try to do something to include me in the conversation, but I just pretend to be distracted. Ultimately, I leave the table and head over to the library to get my work done. It's going to be a long ass day today at the cafe, and mom and dad aren't back yet from Barbados or some country. How long has it been? A month? Two months? Oh well, this isn't the first time they left me alone.
The hallways are empty. Silence, I love it. Except the weird smell, I hope it's not a gas leak or anything. Oh god! What happened to me, I was doing so well on being calm. It's probably Craig. How come everything is Craig's fault? It's probably the fact that he doesn't wear his hat as often anymore. Maybe it's the fact that he got more ripped within the past couple of months? Maybe it's the way he punched that one guy from North Park last week for walking too slow or something. I don't know.
I get to my locker, right next to the janitor's closet. I fucking hate it, that damn room makes everything smell even worse.
"Wendy, come on! This is like the tenth time you've canceled on me!" Looks like Stan's having another fight with Wendy.
"Stanley, don't be a hypocrite. You've canceled on me months on end to go off on your adventures with your little boy's club. You know that my family's having financial issues, I'm trying to find a job right now but no one is hiring!"
"Ok, look, I'm sorry." Yay, my daily dose of drama. "Look, Wendy, you know I love you, right?" Wendy sighs. Oh yeah, there's some hesitation there.
"I know, I know, I love you too. Just try to understand the situation, ok? And don't pity me by buying me everything I ask for."
"Ok, ok!" Stan opens the door and slowly walks out. He locks eyes with me and stops in his tracks.
"Did you just hear everything?" I nod.
"I thought you and Wendy broke up."
"We got back together… Again." Stan walks away without waiting for a reply from me.
"Hi Tweek." Wendy says from the closet.
"Hi Wendy."
"How are you?"
"Good."
"Where's your parents?"
"Probably in Barbados."
"Cool. Can you keep a secret?"
"What?"
"I think I need to break up with Stan."
"We all know that."
"I also think I love Cartman."
"I think we all know that."
"Is Harbucks hiring?"
"Not at the moment."
"Can you tell me if they are?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Great. See you around."
This year-
It's been a week since Craig forced me to watch Red Racer with him at his house. I'll admit, it was ok. I missed it. I missed it when Craig would put the blanket over me and stare at the Television in silence. But screw him, he violated my trust. I can't trust him anymore… Right?
Wendy and Bebe took over my shift at Harbucks for some reason. I didn't leave without a fight though, I think I pulled a bit of Bebe's hair out, but I apologized so it's ok.
I remember this place. It's that lake where the guys and I would swim around in, and the place where Cartman took Kenny, Kyle and Stan out and try to kill them with a whiffle bat. I take a seat on the moist bench. Shit, it's cold. Why am I out here again? Why am I still here? I could have just dropped out of high school and run Harbucks. I could have dropped out and disappear off the face of the Earth. I could have done a lot of things and no one would really notice or care for that matter. It's weird, over the past couple of days everyone tried to talk to me even though they made absolutely no effort before. I saw the fatass walking around school with Wendy. I think they're happy together. Word got out that Wendy finally broke up with Stan, but this time, the reason was to be with Cartman. Oh yeah, Stan was pissed as fuck. I actually think that there's supposed to be a fight soon… Where was it supposed to be at again? Ahh, this is the life. Silence, snow, and coffee. Oh wait, Bebe and Wendy forced me out of the cafe, so I couldn't even get my favorite thermos out of the cupboard inside. At least there's silence everywhere. I rest my head back and let the snow melt on my face. Ahh… Shit, I hear footsteps from the distance. I wipe the melted snow off my face and look around. Cartman's leading a group of guys on the left and Stan's leading a group of guys on the right. God damn it, go away! Before I can get up and leave, it was already too late. Both groups confronts each other right in the middle, blocking all of my exits. God fucking damn it. I put in my headphones and blast my music as loud but safe as possible. Craig walks away from Stan's side and sits next to me on the bench, and Token and Clyde join me.
"Hey Tweek, didn't realize you're here to watch the fight." Token says.
"I -NGH -came here for peace, quiet, and coffee." I sigh. Clyde smiles at me and hugs me. Ugh, go away!
"Yay, Tweek isn't annoyed with us anymore!"
"Let go of me, Clyde! I didn't fucking know that Stan and the fatass would have a damn fight right in front of where I came for silence!" Craig smiles and get's out his phone, getting ready to film whatever's about to come. Great, the four maybe homosexual friends are back together. It's amazing how Clyde hasn't realized Token's feelings for him. The fight between Cartman and Stan was pretty uneventful. Cartman locked eyes with me for a split second, and shook his head and probably mouthed something like 'all gags go to hell' or something. Whatever, I'm not the one with the knife wound in the neck. I stick my headphones in and watch the fight go on. A punch from Stan, a tackle from Cartman, attempts in strangling from Stan, a kick to the shins from Cartman and so on. I roll my eyes and imagine coffee in my head… Mint Mojitos… Ambrosia coffee of Gods… Coffee… I need coffee.
After both boys have blood dripping down their noses I get up and walk away from the bench, pushing Kenny and a couple of other guys out of my way.
"Hey Tweek! Wait up!" I hear Craig say. Damn it.
"What do you- NGH - Want?!" Craig motions Clyde and Token to follow him and we walk in a line to Harbuck's.
"I didn't invite you to go with me."
"We're inviting ourselves." Clyde says.
"Why the hell would you guys want to do that?"
"Because we're all friends!" Token says.
"What?!"
"Tweekers, just go with it." Clyde laughs.
"Clyde, what the hell!? Only I'm allowed to call him that!" Craig yells. I roll my eyes at the bickering. Clyde's ugly crying, Token's trying to get don Clyde's pants, Craig's trying to be my bodyguard, and here I am, with no coffee. I think if everyone had coffee, the world would be a better place. But you know, they're terrible people out there like racists, thieves, murderers and shit like that.
Harbuck's is surprisingly empty, besides Bebe and Wendy sitting behind the counter. Bebe smiles at me and get's out her notepad.
"Hey guys! What can I get you?" Clyde gets out his wallet and gives Bebe his credit card.
"Mint Mojitos all around!" Bebe smiles and winks at Clyde, and goes in the back with Wendy to make the drinks. Clyde looks at us and shakes Token.
"Dude she winked at me! She fucking winked at me, I knew she wants me!"
"Shut up, Clyde." Craig sighs with an eye roll.
"I can hear you, sweet cheeks!" Bebe yells from the kitchen, followed by a fit of laughter from Wendy. They better not mess up my drink. We take our seats on the counter, and after five minutes, the girls come back with our drinks. Wait, what the fuck?
"What the hell did you do to my drink?"
"What? It's good right?" Wendy asks in concern.
"No, you gave me a small and not a large. Ok, go sit down, I'm making more for myself." The girls roll their eyes and switch places with me, and sit at the counter with the guys. Token looks at Wendy and clears his throat.
"So what the hell are you going to do with Cartman and Stan?" Wendy rolls her eyes and chugs her coffee.
"I don't fucking know, I've got other problems than figuring out who's going to end up in bed with me. Shit, I need to smoke, Bebe, I'm going on break." Bebe nods to her and Wendy takes her coffee and goes outside.
"That poor messed up girl." Bebe says, scooting closer to Clyde. Kenny and Butters walk in the cafe laughing their asses off.
"Guys wanna see how fucked up both of them look?" Kenny says. Everyone except me walks towards Kenny to see the current state of Stan and Cartman.
"Oh shit! Oh fuck!" Clyde yells.
"Crap, Cartman's going to have to go back to the hospital." Craig says. "Stan won."
"Are you kidding me?" Token looks at him in disbelief, "look at Stan, two black eyes, a broken nose and a fractured rib, the fatass totally won this time." Butters walks up to me with a smile, but I can tell that he's still a bit scared of me.
"Hey Tweek! How you doing?"
"NGH!"
"That's great! It's good to see ya, you know, not as scary anymore." Kenny walks up to Butters and stares at me in the eye. Yeah, yeah, I won't scare your boyfriend. "Two Ethers, sweet and creamy!"
Two hours later, I find myself standing behind the counter, and Bebe and Wendy sit with the guys, Butters and Kenny. Kyle and Jimmy walks in the cafe, and Kyle's kind of freaked and shit, from the fight. Kenny looks back and everyone else does also. Butters grabs two seat for the boys since all the stools are taken.
"What's this?" Kenny asks. "No Stan?" He shakes his head.
"Stan and Cartman both went to the hospital. Don't worry, I lied and said there was just a bunch of icicles falling from the trees and they saved each other or some bullshit like that. One Tesora, sweet and creamy." He says, slapping a five dollar bill on the counter. Token passes it to me and I go to the back to make the drink. "Fuck. Wow, almost all of the gang is here." The group stays silent for a minute, and then they all laugh, including Craig. Fuck these people and their happiness. It is true, almost everyone from elementary's here. Me, Craig, Token, Clyde, Kyle, Kenny, Butters, Jimmy, Bebe, and Wendy. Now we just need a couple of other people to make the gang complete. It's a good thing the store closes in about two hours so I don't have to see these people soon.
"When- NGH! -are you people leaving?"
"Closing time!" They all say in sync. Fuck, all of this was planned! I knew the world was out to get me! I hear my phone buzz, and surprise, surprise, it's Craig. I still have the 100 messages from him I never read. I'll read that later on, but the most recent one says, "R.R and chill?" I look up at him, and he has a grin on his face. I roll my eyes and click a few buttons.
"I wasn't gay for you then, I'm still not gay for you now."