AN: You damn right you read that title correctly. To my older readers, after three years after I deleted it and coming off the success of my LH fanfic, I've decided to bring back "He Could Not and He Would Not". Can you believe I deleted the original because I let one person's criticism get the best of my confidence in the story, I'm ashamed. New readers, enjoy.
Sophomore Year.
Now it feels like you've left the awkward pubescent stage and entered adulthood. Some would be glad that this is the first day of school so you can flaunt around in small clothing just to show off your "summer body" or brag to the bros how ripped you've gotten over the summer. Yes, this would be the time to show how much you've changed.
"Out of the way, fag!" Cartman bulky arm shoved me to the side. Causing me to fall to the right and dropping my opened backpack. Fatass laugh as the Big Four walk past me. Stan, Kenny, and Kyle didn't even attempt to look at me but didn't laugh alongside their rude friend. Probably think it's too early to torture me.
"New year, same Tweek the Freak!" Cartman bellows as they went inside.
Actually, my real name is Anthony. But you can see what happens when you get called a stupid nickname since childhood.
But Cartman did have a point, I'm the exception. I'm still the same Tweek the Freak. The same homosexual. The same coward. The same target for bullying. I bitterly reach for my backpack. Apparently I'm weak enough to get picked on by the wind because my papers are blown away from me.
I take out my schedule that i managed to catch and head toward the location where my new locker alone. On the way, I see kids chatting with their friends about all the stunts they pulled over the summer. None of them hold a candle to the shit the Big Four and the other boys used to do in elementary school. Yeah, I remember we were all friends back in the day. Now I make it my personal mission to avoid them, but they always go out of their way to get to me first. Especially-
I shudder at the thought of him. Thank God I haven't bumped into him yet.
Fortunately, I'm not as lonely as I've lead on to be. I've found a new crew, but who could tolerate my spazzy ass for more than a minute, you might ask.
I found my new locker and was putting in the appropriate combination when I heard a girly voice call out my name.
"Tweekers!"
I twist my whole body around and scream scared as a reaction. But then smiled when I see it's my best friend Bebe. Coming at me. Really fast.
"No! Wait a minute!" I say in vain as she jump at me, wrap her arms around me, and sent us both crashing down. I groan in pain but pat her on the back anyway.
Yep, I've befriended the girls. Six to be exact. And before you say "oh the gay guy has girlfriends, how typical", Bebe was there for me when no one else was and the rest followed. And I love them for them for that.
I see black high tops out of my peripheral vision and I hear giggling.
"Wendy, is that you? Get your girl!"
"That'll do, Bebe." Wendy pries the blond girl off and makes her stand.
"Sorry." Bebe says sheepishly. "I just missed you."
"Bitch, we were all together last week." I told her as Wendy gives me a proper hug.
Bebe shrugs. "I see you're taking my advice on wearing colors to make your eye colors pop." She gestures to my green polo that matches my left eye and blue washed jeans that compliments my right eye.
"Oh, these old rags? You saying I'm clean?" I smirk, placing my hand on my hip in a mock pose.
"You're too clean. Who said heterochromia was a curse?" We both laugh at that.
"Oh cool, we're locker neighbors!" Wendy says to me as she puts her stuff in the one next to mine.
"Awesome. Hey, let me see both your schedules."
Wendy gives hers to me and Bebe holds hers up. I take out my own schedule and scan all three of them.
"Yes! We have lunch, gym, and first period all together! And I got Honors English with Wendy."
"Honors English?" Bebe questions.
"I'm more than just a pretty face, Stevens!"
"If you say so. Come on, the other girls must be waiting."
Wendy, Bebe and I walk to home room. And sure enough, I saw my other four female friends in the back corner.
"Hey, girls!" I greeted them as we make their way towards them.
"Hey, guys! Hi, Tweekers!" Lola says as she gives me a hug.
"Tony, my boy!" Red greets as she shakes my shoulder.
"What's good?" Nichole says.
"It's great to be together see you guys again, too." I say. "Even you, Turner."
Heidi just puts her cheek on her hand and roll her eyes. "Don't get it twisted, Tweek. I only tolerate your ass."
"Oh girl, stop acting like you have other friends." Red points out.
"Hey! I am very popular!" The rest of us just laugh at her.
"I wasn't joking!" But we didn't stop.
It feels so good to have the seven of us together again. And I beam knowing this will be us every morning.
Our moment is short lived, however. The wind howls again almost as a warning sign. And the door slams open. My girls and I jump and turn our heads at the door. I wished I hadn't because I lost my breath the moment I did.
Craig Tucker just walked in.
My number one bully. My biggest fear. He hates me and he's made that very clear ever since he ended our "relationship" in middle school. He has tortured me, humiliated me, and even hospitalized me when…he…
I grab fistfuls of my hair and take rapid breaths.
"Tweek, look at me. I'm right here." Bebe takes my hands away from my hair and massages them. "It's ok. I'm here. We're all here." I look up and see the girls' concerned faces. Bebe wipes my tears I didn't even notice were there.
"Yeah, Tweekers. He didn't even noticed you." Lola points back to him. At the moment, Craig was talking to his best friends, Token and Clyde.
"D-Did you know he was gonna be here?" I whisper-shout.
"No! We would have mentally prepared you if we knew." Wendy argues.
I opened my mouth to talk again but then I feel a large hand smacking and grabbing my shoulder and all that comes out is a shriek. The girls just gasp. I stand up quickly and come face to face with the bane of my existence. Staring at me with those soulless grey eyes. He stands as tall as Goliath. If he is Goliath, then I am David only I have no stones in my grasp. I can only whimper and close my eyes and await his morning beating.
"Hi, Tweekers." He says, sweetly.
Uh, what? Craig Tucker would rather rip his own heart out then show a little humanity towards me. I open my eyes and see him smiling down at me, eyes half-lidded. I look back at my girls but they're just as confused as me. Craig roughly takes my chin and turns me back to see his face.
"No babe, I said hi to you. I haven't seen you all summer. How you've been?"
"Uh, good?"
"Can I see your schedule?" I obliged, taking it out of my pocket but Craig snatches it before I can lift it up to him. He examines both our schedules.
"We have every class together except music and Honors English. This is gonna be a fun year, huh Coffee Bean?"
How do I have more classes with him than with the girls. I swear the school is conspiring against me! And what's with the pet names?! I'm more used to him calling me insults. What is going on here?!
"What are you on, Tucker?" Red questions, skeptically.
Craig's flirty mood switches off as scowls at his cousin. "First of all, that's your last name too, so you can't make that an insult. Secondly, mind your fucking business! I've just seen Sunshine here in a new light." He winks at me. Any longer, I'm gonna throw up from the anxiety or from the cringey fluff; whichever comes first.
Thank God for teachers (for once) as she walks into the classroom and orders us to take our seats. Craig is in the same row as me with Red and Heidi in between us. Our syllabuses are handed out and she lectures us on what the class is about. I couldn't concentrate because I couldn't wrap my head around Craig's new behavior. "See me in a new light"?; a person doesn't go from hate to love in an instant! Especially when he's your bully! He has to be plotting something! But what? What's worse than what he did to me in the past.
I put my head in my hands so no one could see the tears of fear building up in my mismatched eyes. It's gonna be another painful, stressful, tear-jerking year.
AN: Thanks for reading! But this story isn't immune to an inconsistent writing schedule lol.
To my older readers, in this rewrite, I'm gonna attempt to bring more character traits in the girls. The flashbacks will still happen; how else are you gonna know Craig's and Tweek's past? Also, if anyone has a copy or knows where to find a copy of the original story from three years ago, send me a PM. It be good to have a reference.