(A/n: Please enjoy)
Chapter 27: Vampire Basics
"You fucked up man."
Kyle obviously knows that, he didn't need reminding especially from Luke who always has the need to point out the obvious. What he did to Tweek was in the spur of the moment, and he swears to God he didn't mean to do that. Kissing his crush was the least thing he expected to do...
Somehow the word 'crush' doesn't sit well with him, but his cheeks flush nonetheless. He can't lie, he enjoyed feeling Tweek's lips against his own once again, they were soft and warm just like last time. Smiling sadly, Kyle puts two fingers gently up to his lips. He might as well accept the fact that he'll never be able to kiss Tweek again. He was doing pretty good getting Tweek to trust him, even if it was going slowly. At least he was knowing that Kyle wasn't a bad person like he thought he was in the beginning. But he blew it. All because jealousy took over his senses. Kyle frowns deeply as he drops his hand down to his side.
"You gonna go after him?"
Shaking his head with a heavy sigh, Kyle picks up his notebook then looks to the alarm clock hoping there's still time left until fourth period. He'll give Tweek his space because they both damn sure needed it, he can already imagine how awkward it's going to be once they return here after school. Unfortunately, he only has three minutes till his next class, meaning he doesn't have long to compose himself nor go to the library like he initially planned to do. Reluctantly, Kyle leaves the room closing the door behind him. The hallway is empty just like he knew it was going to be, he doesn't know why he had a deep down feeling that Tweek might've been in the halls. With a lackluster frown of his lips, he walks to his Enhancement Training class at a turtle's pace. The bell rings one minute later.
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"Why the hell did he do that?!"
A blushing Tweek repeated this question about a dozen times in his head, yet he still can't grasp Kyle's reasoning for kissing him so suddenly. Did he even have one? It's only been one minute since the incident happened and Tweek honestly doesn't want to think about it anymore, the headache he thought was long gone has come back thanks to Kyle, but only faintly thankfully. He still wonders what he was doing out in the halls during lunchtime anyway, him carrying a notebook proved that he was still in class so Tweek knows he wasn't heading to the cafeteria.
"Was he...stalking me or something?" Tweek can't help but think. It sounded so unlike the redhead, hell he can't even begin to picture him doing anything like that. But then again Tweek doesn't know him well enough to judge him based off a bizarre thought of his. Kyle could've actually been walking to the cafeteria for all Tweek knew and he just so happened to see him with Brendon. All the guy was doing was taking him to get some coffee, a beverage Tweek has been dying to consume ever since being here. He doesn't get why Kyle always gets so uptight whenever he's around someone, just when did he start caring for him so much?
The shrill sound of a bell startles a scream out of the pale blonde, hitting his arm against the side of the bathroom stall he's in from his used to be sitting position on top of a toilet's lid. He inhales a sharp intake of air as he rubs his stinging limb, getting up from off the floor and unlocking the door then walking out. He stops and stares at the colorful mirrors, still curious at to what they really are. What if they really are portals like he assumed they were? Where would they take you if you went through one of them? He doesn't mull over the thought any longer for the voices in the halls remind him of what he's supposed to be doing right now: going to his last class of the day. Thank God.
Feeling a little bit delighted at the realization, Tweek exits the restroom as he reaches into his pants pocket for his schedule. He had tucked it in the same pocket he kept his homework in, and when he pulls his schedule out he fails to notice the other folded piece of paper slipping out along with it and landing on the floor. He unfolds his schedule and looks at it, his fourth period class is called Elements and is taught by Mr. Damien Thorn.
Tweek raises an eyebrow. "Elements huh? Sounds pretty interesting." He folds the paper back up into a square and puts it back into his pocket. He hopes the class will be a decent one, but what he really hopes for is that he doesn't have it with any of the members from the group of traitors or Kyle. He doesn't want to be bothered with him either after what he did...Even though he could use his help in finding his class like how he did for his third period. Looks like he's going to have to make do without him, hopefully finding the class won't be too difficult.
Tweek rounds a corner on his right and continues to walk, spotting a familiar looking noirette standing beside a classroom as students enter in. He appears to be texting on his phone with his other hand stuffed in his pants pocket, having a small goofy smile on his face as he types away on the screen. To think Tweek would see Mr. DeLorne's boyfriend again, who is actually a teacher and not a teenager like Tweek thought he was. It's really hard to believe seeing as how Tweek witnessed something he shouldn't have yesterday, in all his years of being in school this guy is the first childish teacher he has ever seen. But the good thing is that the man doesn't know that he and Mr. DeLorne were being watched at that time, so Tweek doesn't have to worry about any awkwardness between them.
"Whoa where're you goin'?" Unsure whom the teacher was addressing, Tweek stops and turns around. He points to himself earning a nod from the man. "Yeah you, your class is right here."
"It is?" Tweek blinks in confusion. "Then are you Mr. Thorn?"
"Yeah," Damien confirms, shutting his phone off. "It's about damn time you finally showed up to class, but you didn't miss much so you don't have to sweat it."
Tweek blinks once again, he so didn't expect said childish man to be his teacher. "O-oh, okay..." He says lamely, walking back and into the classroom. This place seriously needs to have the classrooms subject and number sign by them, how are any new students supposed to know where their classes are based off their schedule alone?
Blue-green eyes scan the room for a vacant seat, ignoring some of the eyes on him as he finds one in the middle row in front of a shocked looking Pip who is sat in the third desk. Not just Pip, but a bored looking Craig as well as Brendon who gives him a short wave are here as well. Sadly the seat next to the long haired blonde is taken and Tweek tries not to frown at his luck as he returns the gesture but shyly at Brendon, hesitantly going to the empty seat behind Pip. Surprisingly, the British boy doesn't say anything to him, but it suits him just fine. Not like he wanted to talk to him anyway. As soon as he sits down, he has to hold back a shriek when a voice speaks to him inside his head.
"Managed to escape from Kyle I see." It was Brendon. Tweek is so not going to get use to this. It's cool that vampires can use telepathy and all, but it would be really helpful if there was some sort of sign when someone was about to say something to you within your head.
"Yeah I guess so," Tweek replies back dully while slumping forward placing his cheek in his palm, not in the mood to talk about the annoyingly overprotective redhead.
"We'll get you some coffee tomorrow, okay?"
Tweek has to contain himself from getting excited at the proposition. "Yeah, I'd like that."
"Okay, meet me in the morning by the cafeteria at 7:30."
Tweek hums that he will and the conversations ends. He's getting a second chance to get some coffee, something he deserves. Brendon has to be nicest guy in this whole school, Tweek is so glad that he has more than one class with him. So glad.
The late bell rings a minute later as one more student hurries into the classroom, Mr. Thorn walks in shutting the door behind him. "Gonna call the roll real quick then we'll get right down to business," he says as he goes to his desk and sits down to begin taking said class roll. Tweek is curious how this man teaches, he knows not to judge a book by it's cover but is it even possible to learn anything from him? The subject is pretty self-explanatory, but what Tweek wants to know is how they'll go about learning the elements. Through the textbook or hands on. If he had to choose out of the two, he would be shit out of luck in both of them. He's still pencil and paperless (Thankful that his third period only consisted of him being caught up with the class), and he thinks that practicing using magic in the room would be really dangerous.
His luck is just the best today isn't it...?
"Now I can finally say the absent student's name, Tweek Tweak."
A repeat of what happened in Mr. Edgewood's class occurs once again, almost every pair of eyes in the room all look towards the crazy haired teen. Pip, Craig, and Brendon are some of the ones that aren't staring at him. "Seriously again?" Mr. Thorn chuckles at the embarrassed frown on Tweek's face and resumes calling the rest of the names as the unnecessary attention ends, that being only three more people. "I bet he did that on purpose," Tweek thinks to himself. The noirette turns around and faces his class.
"Alright, let's hurry on over to the courtyard. I'll explain what we'll be doing today along the way."
As everyone gets up from their seats and follow the man out into the hallway, Tweek slowly does the same. What purpose do they have going out into the courtyard? Oh wait is Mr. Thorn going to teach them without the need of a textbook like Tweek presumed he was going to do but outside? It makes sense seeing as how the room isn't all that spacious thanks to the desks, but Tweek doesn't feel any different about learning it.
With Mr. Thorn in the lead, they walk to their destination while the man informs them of their activity. "Since there are twenty-five of you guys, I'm going to teach Tweek to make it even. The rest of you twenty-four will group up into three groups of eight with the people of your choice. I'll assign the group captains once we're outside."
The teens start to mumble to one another, some happy while others are a bit skeptical. Tweek on the other hand gets a strong nervous feeling in his stomach. Why is he going to be the only one Mr. Thorn teaches? Is it a cover up so he can talk to Tweek about him unintentionally eavesdropping on his and Mr. DeLorne's relationship? Oh God...
"Tweek?" Said blonde blinks once at the call of his name, looking to his right and seeing Brendon giving him a small frown. "You okay?" Tweek looks away with a weak shrug, before he can reassure the teen that he's fine someone else says something.
"He's probably being paranoid over nothing."
Knitting his eyebrows together in irritation, Tweek looks over to his left to see Craig staring ahead with his hands in his pants pockets. "Why the hell are you walking next to me asshole?"
"Cuz I can," is the teen's quick monotonous response.
"Looks like someone was lonely," Brendon teases. Craig flips him off without looking at him.
Tweek looks away with a huff, he just had to be in a class with the school's number one dickhead. Why couldn't Butters be here instead of Craig? Actually now that Tweek thinks about it, he always figured that 'The Dangerous Three' shared all of their classes together. It feels pretty rare to see Craig or either of them by themselves.
"Whatever's troubling you, you can always talk to me about it. Just remember you can use telepathy to talk to me anytime," Tweek suddenly hears Brendon say in his mind. A faint smile appears on Tweek's lips, but he doesn't reply back. A kind and considerate guy like Brendon doesn't need to be burdened with his troubles, or anyone's for that matter. Plus Tweek doesn't even know how to go about using telepathy.
The class reach the double doors that lead to the outside, walking out into the breezeway and then into the courtyard. Nothing about the sky has changed, still grey and somber looking. Tweek wonders if the sun and blue skies still exist. Mr. Thorn leads them past the fountain, stopping and turning to face his students as they stop as well in front of the fountain. He points at Tweek then motions for him to come and stand by him. Nervously, as soon as Tweek moves his feet, he feels a soft pat on his shoulder that almost would've made him jump if he hadn't of known that it was Brendon who did it. He spares a sideways glance at his friend seeing him giving him an encouraging small grin that makes Tweek feel a little less nervous.
Mr. Thorn crosses his arms once Tweek is standing on his right. "Do I have any volunteers for group captain or should I just go ahead and pick?" Only two people raise their hand, and they are Brendon and Craig. Mr. Thorn beckons them forward, and as they do so Tweek hears nearly the whole class start murmuring to one another about Craig and him only. It seems most aren't comfortable with him being the leader, and Tweek completely understands why they feel anxious about this. Not only is Craig a total asshole, but he's also a force not to be reckoned with. Why he's offering to be captain is beyond Tweek. Brendon and Craig stand in front of him and Mr. Thorn. "No one else?" When no hands go up, the older noirette speaks again while locking eyes with one particular student of his. "Okay then. Vice Chrono, you're the third captain so come on up."
A teen with shoulder-length navy blue hair and turquoise colored eyes heaves a heavy sigh as he trudges forward and positions himself in between Brendon and Craig, his face clearly showing that he doesn't want to do this. Tweek instantly recognizes him as the guy he switched rooms with, he never knew his name just he remembers his hair and eye color.
"Now that that's outta way, I want the rest of you to group together. Remember that there has to be eight of you split into three groups. I'll give you all two minutes to get situated."
Tweek watches the remaining students hurry and form themselves into three groups of eight as told, feeling a little bit bad for Pip. He looks so awkward standing in place, every time he opens his mouth to say something no one would even look at him. A similar occurrence like this happened back in their old school, and Tweek unconsciously gives Pip a sympathetic frown.
When the two minutes are up, Pip is the only one by himself. Mr. Thorn scans over the three groups then blinks in sudden realization. "Oh shit I miscalculated..." he says with a sweatdrop. Some students face palm and the others laugh, Brendon's and someone else's being the loudest. Tweek shakes his head, he almost forgot that this man has a mindset of a child.
"Wooow," Craig deadpans, he cocks his head back. "You must've just thought of this or somethin'?" The man gives him a sheepish chuckle to which Craig rolls his eyes at and looks away.
"My bad, my bad," Mr. Thorn apologizes and his class quiets down. "Umm, just place yourself in a group Pip." The British teen shifts to the person next to him. "Alright captains, choose which group you want." Immediately, every single person in their group practically begins to sweat in anticipation, hoping that they won't be the ones Craig pick. But one of the teams are going to be chosen by him regardless, and once Brendon, Craig, and Vice picked out their group Mr. Thorn continues. "Here's what you guys are gonna do, each team is gonna compete with each other in a game of hide and seek. I'm sure everyone here has played it before so there's no need to go over the rules, but there is this. The group captains will be hiding also, however if they're found then whichever team that found them will automatically win the game. The location is gonna be in the woods, but you can also hide in some of the empty rooms in the school too but not in your own though. If I sense that any of you are chillin' in your room, then that's an automatic zero. The time limit is five minutes after this period is over. Also this will count as a project grade so don't even think about taking this lightly." Mr. Thorn gives Craig a knowing look as he releases a groan of disappointment. "If one person doesn't participate then everyone on that team will get a zero. But if no team wins before the time limit is up, then everyone will get a 50% for their project grade. You all can begin."
As soon as he was done speaking, only Tweek and his teacher are the only ones left in the courtyard.
Tweek is extremely thankful that he won't be taking part in hide and seek, he freaking hates that game with a passion. He can't even begin to count how many times he'd gotten lost while hiding as a kid back then, the game basically scarred him for life and he swore to never ever play it again.
"So Tweek," said teen looks to the adult beside him, blue-green eyes meeting striking blood red. "Now that you're a vampire, do you know how to teleport and use telepathy yet?"
Tweek tries not make a face as he shakes his head. "I tried teleporting once, but I probably did it wrong cuz I didn't go anywhere. I thought it was because I wasn't born a vampire."
"Whether you're a turned vampire or not doesn't change the fact that you can still do the basics. It applies to Mixed Bloods as well," Mr. Thorn informs, turning his body towards Tweek with his arms still crossed. "How'd you go about trying to teleport?"
Well now Tweek knows, but why did Mr. Thorn bring this up all of a sudden? "Well, when Craig kidnapped me yesterday-" He's interrupted by a snort. Mr. Thorn has his hand covering his mouth that's in the form of a big, humorous grin, that much Tweek can tell based off of his cheeks. So him being forced to skip his classes is funny to Mr. Thorn too huh? That's messed up.
"M-my bad," the man says with a muffled voice. "Continue." Now he knows where Craig was yesterday, was sick in bed his ass.
Tweek eyes him a second longer before finishing what he was saying. "I tried teleporting back to the school yesterday by thinking it, I thought school inside my head but nothing happened."
Mr. Thorn hums, his hand away from his thin lined mouth. "I see. Teleporting isn't as easy as you think it is. You were on the right track at first, but you weren't specific, that's why it didn't work. When you want to teleport you have to be really detailed about the location, simply thinking school could've ended up with you being transported to one out in California or something." Tweek's already pale skin practically turns white at the thought of him ending up in a different school, he doesn't even want to imagine what would've happened afterwards if he had of randomly showed up in another school. One filled with humans no less. "Since you're still new in both aspects, I'll help you. Starting with teleportation first," Mr. Thorn concludes.
Tweek blinks, dumbfounded. "Umm okay..."
The noirette chuckles a bit at his expression while lowering his arms down to his sides. He suddenly blinks when he feels his pocket vibrate, reaching into it and pulling out his cell phone. A smile instantly creeps up on his lips. "Hang on a sec." Tweek can't help but cringe at the man who looks like a giddy high schoolgirl texting her crush, guess he loves Mr. DeLorne a lot. Speaking of his first period teacher, Tweek has not once seen the brunette with a cell phone of his own, maybe he's rarely on it or something.
Tweek waits for Mr. Thorn to finish texting his boyfriend which took no more than thirty seconds. He turns his phone off and stuffs it back into his pocket as he clears his throat. "Sorry about that. Now let's get started."
Throughout the duration of the period, Tweek practiced teleporting to certain places within the school and communicating with others using telepathy (Brendon, Butters, sadly Craig, and Clyde were the only ones he talked to), getting the hang of each after at least six tries. Mr. Thorn later told him amidst him trying to get the hang of teleportation that he could also envision the location he wanted to go to, something he should've told Tweek way beforehand. He has a vivid imagination, and for the first time in his life it was put to actual good use.
(A/n: I hope you enjoyed and the next chapter will be up soon)
