The month flew past, the excitement of graduation starting to settle in. Yearbooks were distributed, hugs were given, and tears were shed as the last day for the seniors drew to a close. They were graduating in two days, and it felt really surreal. Craig was laying on Tweek's bed as he went downstairs to get a cup of coffee, flipping through his yearbook. He chuckled at some of the things his friends wrote in it, but he mainly looked through all the images of the seniors. He normally hates the yearbook club because they're incessant about taking your picture if they think you're worthy enough, and with Craig being captain of the ice hockey team, they wanted his picture a lot. But Craig had to admit it: they did a good job. He flipped the page, blinking as there was an image of Tweek and him, but it looked very…80's to him. Tweek was wearing Craig's hockey jersey as Craig hugged him from behind, his legs kicking as Craig had lifted him up. His head was tossed back against Craig's shoulder as he laughed, Craig grinning at Tweek. It meant everything to Craig, and part of him wishes he knew who took the picture so he could thank them. Tweek came back in the room, handing Craig a bottle of water as he sipped at his coffee.

"Thanks." He murmured, sitting up. Tweek blinked, running his finger over the image as he caught sight of it.

"Can I…do something?" Craig blinked, but nodded.

"Yeah…sure, yeah." Tweek stood back up, rummaging through his desk drawer until he found a red sharpie. He grinned, setting his cup of coffee down and pulling the cap off the marker. He drew a big red heart around the image, adding smaller hearts around it. Below it he wrote "Wow I love you!", Craig grinning as he watched him do it.

"Well, hand me your yearbook. We have to match now!" Tweek laughed softly, passing Craig his yearbook with the marker. Craig quickly flipped to the page, drawing hearts around the image and writing "Wow I love you more!" underneath of the image. Tweek looked at it, his cheeks a light pink.

"I…that was a good day." He murmured, sitting on the bed next to Craig. Craig nodded.

"That was after the last game, right?"

"Yeah." South Park made it to a few play-off games, but it ended like last year: they just fell short. But Craig wasn't devastated. He knew he played his best and that's all he could do. He looked up at his boyfriend, smiling.

"You're so beautiful…and-and I know I always say that and it seems like I'm incapable of saying anything else other than that but…it's true." Tweek blushed, looking at his coffee mug.

"I…thanks…" Craig blinked.

"What's wrong?" Tweek bit his lip, closing his eyes.

"There's…something I have to tell you…and I've never told anyone this. Not even my parents…it's…too embarrassing and humiliating but…I need to tell someone." Craig furrowed his brows, sitting up so he sat cross legged in front of Tweek.

"I'm…I'm here." He whispered, placing a hand on Tweek's knee. Tweek nodded slowly, pulling his knees up to his chest as he set his coffee down. He took a deep breath before sighing.

"When we were sixteen…I…was feeling really lonely. I was craving a relationship. Physical intimacy with someone. So…I met this guy online," Craig frowned. "We…never had sex. We would meet up to just…make out and the occasional hand job. It…well, at the time, it was amazing. I had a guy that wanted to make out with me! Well…he…started to point things out about me. Things…I didn't particularly like about myself," Tweek swallowed hard, twisting a strand of hair around his finger. "Like…my stomach for instance. I don't have a six pack. He would always ask me why I didn't. What I was eating and drinking. He tried to stop me from drinking coffee because he thought it stunted my growth. He constantly pointed out that I was on the shorter side. Constantly told me my freckles annoyed him because he couldn't concentrate on my face. My arms had too many scars on them. M-My legs were disproportionate to my b-body, in muscle and length. It…i-it went on and on. Any flaw he could find in me he did, and he always made sure to ask me why I looked this way. It…I don't know why it took so long for me to tell you. Part of me t-thinks it's because you…I was so excited to be with you. I was excited to try and make you feel good! Th-that's why for Valentine's Day I was able to dress up in the fucking lingerie, because I feel good when I'm with you. But…the past few weeks I just…it all came back to me. Everything he told me…i-it's all I've thought about at night." Craig's blood was boiling. How could someone say these things to Tweek?! Who meets up with someone to make out, but then turns around and points out every fucking flaw?! Craig grabbed his hand, Tweek jumping at how hot his skin was.

"What's his name?" Tweek shivered at the tone of Craig's voice, the anger practically crawling out of his throat.

"J-Jacob." Craig growled low in his throat, crawling up and lying next to Tweek. He tugged the blankets up to Tweek's chin, wrapping his arms around him. He stayed silent for a while, just looking at him. Seeing the sad look in Tweek's green eyes hurt him, physically hurt him. He swallowed, trying to control his anger.

"He's full of bullshit, Tweek. He doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about."

"I…I-I know and…I-I want to believe you-"

"You really don't believe me when I say you're beautiful?" Tweek frowned, swallowing hard.

"C-Craig, you know I l-love it when you call me that…"

"But you don't believe it…" He sighed, closing his eyes. Craig was angry. Not at Tweek, but at this-this Jacob. He wasn't sure how anyone that was lucky enough to be with Tweek, his Tweek, could think so…low of him.

"Craig, I-I'm-"

"Don't apologize…" An idea hit Craig suddenly, the taller boy crawling to the foot of the bed to grab his backpack off the floor. He pulled his camera out of his backpack (he brought it for the last day of school, taking pictures of his friends), standing on the bed with a foot on either side of Tweek.

"Craig-Craig what are you-"

"Stop talking for a minute," Tweek blinked, nodding slowly. Craig opened the curtains by Tweek's bed a bit, letting a little bit of light shine through onto his face. He felt his heart speed up, the light making Tweek somehow look more beautiful to him. He took a few pictures before plopping down next to him, turning the camera to face him. It was just Tweek looking up at him, but it was a look Craig had grown fond of. "I'm…I'm lucky enough to wake up next to this sometimes. To wake up next to you. Tweek, having you in my life has been…the best adventure of my entire life. It's been a ten-year adventure and-and I'm not ready to get off anytime soon. Your eyes…fuck, they remind me of fucking stained glass. They're this bright green and-and it's so distracting sometimes when I'm trying to have a serious conversation or-or focus on homework. They're so easy to get lost in. Your stomach? I fucking love it. I love resting my head there when we watch tv together or-or kissing it and watching you laugh because you say my scruff tickles you. I don't care that you don't have muscles. I care that you're happy. Your legs? Holy fuck they're the best part about you! They go on for miles and you know I love running my hands up and down them. They-they're so toned from your skating and it-it makes your ass look great! Tweek, you're beautiful, and I'm sorry some asshole ruined that for you. But, if you continue to let me, I'll fucking treat you like the God I think you are." Tweek's mouth had fallen open a bit, tears brimming his eyes. He sniffled, snapping his mouth shut as he wiped his eyes. He closed his eyes, smiling a bit.

"Fuck." He breathed out, grabbing Craig by his shirt and pressing their lips together. He couldn't respond to that, at least not right now. Not when his boyfriend had to show him just how beautiful he really was.

The green cap and gown looked terrible on Craig, but he could practically hear Tweek screaming from three blocks away as to how bad it looked with his skin and hair. He had to be at the school in a half an hour, a lump sitting at the pit of his stomach. This is it. You're done with that god forsaken school…so why do you feel so sad, Tucker? Is it because of Tweek? Or maybe it's because of the time Jimmy challenged you to a race and hit you over the knee with his crutch when Token yelled go? What about that time Clyde danced on the lunch table after he kissed Red at a party in sophomore year? It goes on…no wonder why you're kind of sad and sentimental…He sighed, smiling to his reflection before walking downstairs. Thomas looked up, grinning a somewhat sad grin.

"Well, don't you look ready to go." He chuckled, standing up.

"Yeah…it…it all became really real to me." Craig tugged the cap off his head, looking at it. Tricia looked up from her iPad, a sad smile on her face.

"I can't believe I won't see you at school anymore…" Craig smiled a bit, walking over and kissing the top of her head.

"You still live with me. You're still my little sister." Tricia smiled a bit.

"I know." She whispered, standing and wrapping her arms around him. Laura walked in, her eyes already watering.

"God, I thought I could at least make it to the stadium before I cried." Craig turned, smiling at her.

"I didn't think you would." Laura flipped him off, grinning as Craig happily returned the gesture. She sighed, tugging her son into a tight hug as she smiled.

"Damn, Craig, I'm so proud of you." Craig took a deep breath, grinning into his mom's hair.

"I know mom…you and dad did really good." Laura smiled up at him, Thomas chuckling.

"Come on…let's get a few pictures and then you'll be on your way."

"Yeah, and the next time we see you you'll be a graduate." Tricia teased, Craig chuckling. They took a few pictures before Craig said goodbye, walking outside. He unlocked his car door, blinking as he saw a letter tucked under his windshield wiper. He took it out, opening it once he was in the car.

To the kid that had me chasing after him since fourth grade,

Well, today is the day! The day we finally leave South Park's shitty school system. I wasn't sure if I'd get a chance to see you beforehand, so I wrote this to be on the safe side. You don't understand how happy I am to leave this school, but I'm also sad to see it go. I remember in freshman year when you were so pissed that you got the worst locker in school and had to deal with it for the next four years. But you never asked to get it changed. Part of me wants to think it's because I was down the hall from you, and I have a sneaking suspicion that that's the reason why. I remember sneaking glances at you all year, feeling hurt when you dated Red briefly, and (sorry) feeling excited when you two broke up. I remember sophomore year when you broke your wrist and Clyde had to fight that locker for you since you couldn't open it. It was comical, watching him try and fight your locker. I miss watching that. I remember last year when you came to school on a Monday hungover, pounding on your locker after putting the combination in. I remember eventually coming over and opening it for you, that thankful look on your face forever etched in my mind. And this year, when it was your turn to stare at me. Yes, I saw you. You're not very good at being discreet. But that's okay. It's why I love you. When you get to the school, check your locker one last time. For old time's sake. I love you. See you on the other side of freedom!

Forever yours,

Tweek Tweak

Craig leaned back in his car seat, a stupid grin on his face. He quickly drove to the school, walking through the empty halls. He could hear the voices from the gymnasium, but he didn't care. He needed to go to that shitty locker one more time. He smiled when he saw it, a flood of memories hitting him as he turned the corner. As always, the locker put up a fight. Craig jumped as it flung open, blinking as he saw something inside. He swallowed hard, picking up the image that was slid in. It was a picture of them when Craig asked Tweek to prom, Craig's arms wrapped around his thighs to hold him up as Tweek held his face in his hands and looked down at him. They both had stupid grins on their faces, and Craig could see that Tweek smiled that rare smile that makes him worry his face will rip. He heard footsteps, looking up to see Tweek walk down the hall. He felt his heart stop (maybe it did, it felt like it for a moment) when he saw him, the green cap and gown surprisingly looking somewhat good on Tweek. He smiled at him, looking up at Craig.

"You got my note?"

"Where…where did you get this picture?"

"Wendy. She asked the yearbook club for it. It was taken well after the yearbook was sent out to be made, but they still took pictures for assignments." Craig grinned slowly, looking at the image again.

"It…it's-"

"Perfect…I know…"

"Hey…do me a favor?"

"Yeah?"

"Go to your locker and open it…one last time," Tweek blushed, nodding. He walked down the hall, opening his locker and then turning to face Craig. He was staring at him, a dreamy look on his face. Tweek grinned, his hand holding onto the locker door. They just took a moment to stare at each other. It was…romantic. Somehow some way, it was romantic. Craig had spent four years sneaking glances at Tweek, and now he knew Tweek had been doing the same, but for just a little longer than Craig. He looked at the time on the wall, smiling a bit. "Come on…we should get going." Tweek smiled sadly, looking at his locker one last time before shutting it. He walked over to Craig, taking his hand. With one last deafening slam, Craig shut his locker, walking down the hall with Tweek towards the gymnasium. His heart hurt as the echo of the slam faded away, because the closing of that locker was the closing of a very important chapter in his life. And Craig, just this once, was thankful he was assigned that shitty locker four years ago.

The class was split into two large groups, last names A through L, and last names M through Z. Craig was separated from Tweek by Heidi, but he wasn't too upset. They were all waiting to walk onto the football field, separated into two lines (A through L line, and M through Z line). Craig, somehow some way, was lucky to walk in next to Clyde, and it felt right. They all walked in two at a time, some teacher telling them when to walk to their seats. Finally, it was time for Craig and Clyde to walk, Clyde looking at him before they were signaled to move.

"Love you, dude." Craig smiled, looking at him.

"Love you too, man." They started walking to their seat, Craig high fiving Clyde before they turned down their row. Once everyone had finally made it in, the ceremony began, and man, it went on and on. After what felt like the rest of Craig's life, they were finally starting the diploma process. They alternated reading a name from each side, meaning that somehow, Kyle and Stan got called together. It was fitting that they walked up together. They fist bumped as they walked off the stage, grins on their faces. Kenny got called up with Eric (who was able to walk with the class after everything, which Craig was happy about), Kenny giving him a pat on the back as they walked back to their seats. Eric looked…happy. Genuinely happy for the first time in his life. Do I feel pride for Eric Cartman? The names went on and on, Craig catching Token's eye as he walked back. He gave him a thumbs up, grinning at him. Eventually, it was Craig's row to go up. Wendy was in front of him, and she turned to look at him right before going up.

"Thanks for taking care of my best friend." Craig grinned slowly, watching her go up. He heard Clyde's name called, meaning he was next. When they were both on the stage, after receiving their diplomas, they threw their arms around each other, walking off with an arm around each other. He let Clyde go back to his seat, turning around after he heard Heidi's name. He grinned as he heard Tweek's name, Heidi walking past him as he rushed forward. He grabbed Tweek by his waist as he walked off the stage, dipping him down as he pressed their lips together. He grinned as his classmates cheered, Tweek laughing as Craig tugged him up and they continued back to their seats. Tweek looked up at him.

"I love you. I fucking love you." Craig grinned.

"I know…and you're the best thing to come out of my time at this damn school." Tweek laughed, sitting back down with him. It didn't take too much longer for them to call names, everyone cheering as Jimmy got off the stage. As everyone sat back down, there were two more little speeches before Wendy took the podium. She grinned.

"Well…this is it. The turning of the tassel," She grinned, looking around as she swallowed hard. "Please move your tassel from the right to the left, signifying our movement from here at South Park to wherever our lives take us," Everyone moved their tassels, grins on their faces. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are your South Park High School Class of two thousand and eighteen. Graduates, you may throw your caps!" Everyone started cheering as they tugged their tassels off their caps, tossing them high into the air. Craig grabbed Tweek again, kissing him gently. He couldn't believe it. They were high school graduates. They had met through this school system, had arguments, cried, laughed, got in fights, grew together, and most importantly, realized how they really felt for each other. Craig hated this school, yes, but it introduced him to some of the most important people in his life, and he would always be thankful for that. He wiped Tweek's eyes as they pulled away, grinning at him. This chapter in their life was finally over.

It wasn't hard to find his parents after the ceremony, Tricia running up to him as he walked out of the school hand in hand with Tweek. He let out a grunt as she threw her arms around him, her face buried into his chest.

"Hey Tric." He kissed the top of her head, rubbing her back as he smiled. Laura and Thomas walked up, Laura wrapping her arms around Tweek. Tweek blinked, smiling a bit.

"It's been an absolute pleasure watching you grow up in my house." She whispered, Tweek's heart fluttering at her words. He sniffled a bit, grinning at her.

"Thanks for all the delicious meals." She laughed softly, kissing his forehead. Thomas tugged Tweek into his arms, smiling.

"And thanks for taking good care of our son." Tweek smiled into his chest.

"It's been an absolute joy." Craig slid his arm around his mom, grinning into her hair.

"I told you I have good taste in men, mom."

"You're telling me this after you've been together for almost six months now?" She snorted, wrapping her arms completely around her son.

"I wanted to reiterate it." He chuckled, looking at his dad and boyfriend. It felt good knowing Tweek was so welcome in his house. He loved the relationship Tweek developed with his parents. He looked up as he heard Clyde's laugh, grinning as he saw Token, Jimmy, and Clyde walking over with their parents. Mary rushed up to Tweek, tossing her arms around him and kissing his cheek.

"My baby boy, all grown up! A graduate!" She whispered, causing Tweek to blush.

"Mom…" he teased, kissing her cheek with a smile.

"Gentlemen, we need one last group picture in front of this school." Token said, tossing his arm around Jimmy.

"F-for old t-t-time's sake." It was a tradition of theirs to take a group picture after every major event that happened in their lives, and this might be the last one they take together (at least, until weddings probably). Clyde threw his arms around Tweek and Craig, tugging them over to the two boys waiting for them. Tweek tossed his arm around Jimmy's shoulder, grinning wide. They let their parents take pictures for what seemed like an hour (it was ten minutes) before looking around. Their time together in this school was done, but they grinned as they looked at each other. In two days, they were waking up at three thirty in the morning to catch a flight to California. Senior week was upon them, and although it signified the end of an era, this next week would signal the beginning of a new one.

NOTE: Wow now I'm super sentimental about my own high school graduation! I was happy to leave that place, but it was where my relationship bloomed! Also, I know that part with Tweek and mystery man Jacob was random, but there's a method to my madness ;) Next up is senior week! This will be broken up into a few chapters, and then after that is some filler until we get to college! PLEASE leave any feedback you may have because I am falling into a rut again with my writing! So, as always, any and all feedback is very much appreciated!