I was sitting in class listening to Mr Garrison talking about Bebe. I still can't believe she's missing man! OH GOD! THE GNOMES GOT HER! I hope wherever she is she's got a warm place to rest her head and food to eat. I saw Craig sat with his head on the desk. Cartman walked in like he owned the place and sat down. "Care to explain why your late Eric?" Mr Garrison asked. "Mr Garrison! I've been so affected by Bebe's dissapearance I had to sleep a little while longer." Cartman replied, faking concern. I doubt Cartman would care if his own mother died. "Sit down and shut up." Mr Garrison ordered. He carried on talking about Bebe asking all of us if we had any idea where she might be. Her mother even came into class. "Please! If any of you have any idea where my Bebe is please tell me!" She pleaded, bursting into tears.
It made me think what my mom must have been like when I ran away with Craig. I felt really bad. Bebe was out there somewhere on her own. What if she was dead? Ohh god! I hope she's okay. Please let her be okay Jesus. The rest of the morning went on and I wrote on my hand with a sharpie until Mr Garrison told me to go and wash it off. When I was in the restroom I saw Butters. He was crying about something. "ARGH! You okay man?" I asked him. He wiped his eyes. "Well shucks I'm fine Tweek, It's just.. Bebe was my friend you know?" He replied. Okay no offense but no one was Bebe's friend. She would stab you in the back with any gossip available. Sure people might pretend to be her friend but no one truly was. Except her endless list of admirers. "I know, I know." I said, comforting him. Before I could do anything he kissed me. "AUGH! What are you doing?!" I yelped. "Ohh god! I'm so sorry!" He spluttered, running past me. I was shit faced at that. I went back to class and Mr Garrison asked me why I was gone so long. I told him I had to take my meds. Everyone laughed at that, like I give a shit. Craig was still face down on the desk. Eventually Mr Garrison stopped pretending to care and pulled out the old class TV. "Okay then children today we're gonna watch MTV because frankly I am too hungover to do a lesson plan." He muttered. "Ohh great another lesson of complete boredom." Kyle whined. Kenny was playing around on his phone and Stan was talking to Cartman. I threw a paper airplane at Craig and he turned around to look at me. "Boring huh?" I mouthed to him. "Totally." He mouthed back. 10 music videos later the bell rang. "Okay kids go to recess!" Mr Garrison sighed. Me and Craig walked about at recess and smoked a few ciggarettes together. He was unusually quiet, more so than usual. "NNGH! Craig is everything okay?" I asked him. "Yeah sugar just fine." He replied, smiling at me. Stan, Kyle, Kenny and Cartman walked up to us. "Hey dudes." Kyle smiled. Stan and the other two were quiet. "What were you guys talking about in class?" Kyle continued. "Just how much of a lame ass Mr Garrison is." Craig replied dully. "I so agree! I don't think we should be watching MTV I mean shit what have we learnt!" Kyle boomed enthusiastically. "Look guys I'm not in the mood for a conversation." Craig stated. "Me neither." I added. "Ohh so you fags wanna get it on.. Cool we'll go." Cartman added at last. "God damn it Cartman." Stan face palmed. We finished our ciggarettes and walked back to class. Why is Craig so quiet? What's going on? OHH GOD! HE'S BEEN BRAINWASHED! I'm gonna have to ask him later what's wrong. He's avoiding talking about it and I dont know why.
Chapter 60: Did It On Em CRAIG''s POV:
I'm sure people know. Even Tweek thinks somethings up. When Stan and those guys approached us at recess today I'm pretty damn sure they were suspicious. Back in class Garrison put MTV back on and I had to endure the cancerous One Direction. God they are annoying. Tweek was whispering to Butters at the back of the class. What the fuck are they talking about? Oh god. They know. I just know it. I'm getting more paranoid than Tweek these days. What if the army bag floated to the top of the pond. No it wont. I'm sure I weighed it down properly. If they find Bebe's body it's all over. Sure it'll have decomposed but if they find my kid in her surely that'll secure a prison sentence? Ohh god I'm so evil. I can't believe I stooped to this level. Mind you Cartman has gotten away with murder at least 3 times. He killed Scott Tenorman's mom and dad and got off completely. Damn what the fuck am I gonna do? I can't live with this.
An hour went by and suddenly the police burst into the classroom. "Clyde Donovan! We've got an arrest warrant for Clyde Donovan!" They shouted. Wait what the fuck? "What the hell is going on here?" Mr Garrison asked. "Mr Garrison we have an arrest warrant for Clyde Donovan." They replied.
Clyde stood up out of his chair. "What the hell man?" He asked. "Mr Donovan I am arresting you for the murder of Bebe Stevens anything you say now may be given against you in a court of law." They boomed. They cuffed Clyde and lead him out of the class. "What the fuck?! I didn't do it! HEY!" He shouted. Ohh god. They must have found her body. Wait a second. Why Clyde? I mean aren't my fingerprints on her body? They musn't have done the autopsy yet.
"Well seems we were in the presence of a murderer children." Mr Garrison stated blankly.
"What a fucking psycho." Cartman added.
"Pfft like you can talk." Red hissed.
"Screw you ya ginger bitch!" Cartman spat.
I can't believe it. Am I dreaming? Why Clyde? Ohh god I can't let my best friend take the fall. But well the justice system is so corrupted I might as well let it take its course.
The rest of the afternoon was rather drifty. Me and Tweek walked back to my house and saw my Mom and Dad watching the news.
"Still no latest reports here Tom, Miss Steven's body was found here 2 hours ago by some elementary school children in an old fashioned zipper bag. DNA evidence suggests Miss Stevens engaged in intercourse with a Clyde Donovan at least 2 hours before her death. Police have still yet to confirm whether sexual assault was involved." The news guy on the TV said. God damn. I can't believe it. Clyde's been arrested just because he had sex with her? I know my guilt. I know I should be the one mentioned on the TV now. I should receive justice in some form. "Ohh god! AUGH! Why did Clyde do it man!" Tweek screamed. Dad looked at him and so did Mom. "I don't know baby. He's a fucking psycho thats how." You liar Craig, you absoloute fucking liar. God I hate myself. Well I'm out of the water for now. But by the time they do that autopsy I am definitely going to prison. If I wasn't such a dick I'd be down the cop station right now admitting to it.