"Hey Craig" Clyde waved to him from the back of the bus. Craig made his way down to sit next to his best friend.
"I got in trouble for those pictures you know." Craig informed his friend. "My dad saw me looking at them."
"That's not my fault." Clyde shrugged.
Craig furrowed his eyebrows.
"Hey, look at Bebe!" Clyde said excitedly.
Bebe just got on the bus, turning heads at her low cut tank top.
"Why's she wearing that in December?" Craig wondered aloud.
"I don't know, but I don't mind!" Clyde said, standing up to get a better view.
"I thought she was done showing off her body."
"Shut up Craig, you're gay so you can't imagine how awesome this is." Clyde whispered.
Craig flipped him off.
"Speaking of which, who do you have a crush on this week? Kenny? Jason?" Clyde teased, turning his attention away from Bebe for a second.
"None of your business." Craig said, flipping him off again.
"Ooh, is it me?" Clyde batted his eyes.
"I'm already over you." Craig said, peering over Clyde's shoulder to get a good view out the window.
"What."
"Never mind. That's Thomas' house, right? No wait, I think it's that one." Craig said.
"Oh, dude... how long have you liked him now? Four years?"
"Five." Craig replied without looking at Clyde.
"Just ask him out." Clyde said bluntly.
"No."
"Why not?" Clyde let out an exasperated sigh.
Craig didn't reply, now turning his attention to the front of the bus as it stopped outside Tweek's house. The blonde stepped into the vehicle and met Craig's gaze.
"That's why not." Craig finally answered.
Clyde turned his head to see Tweek.
"Oh, dude…" Clyde gave Craig a look of sympathy. "Rest in peace."
Tweek walked all the way to the back of the bus and sat in the seat next to Clyde and Craig.
"Hey guys." Tweek twitched.
"Hey Tweek, what's up?" Craig asked.
"Gah! I never know how to answer that question! Nothing goes on in my life." He said, eyes nervously darting to his left.
"Dude, you should stop drinking coffee. I don't know what your parents put in that stuff but it isn't good for you." Clyde said, noting Tweek's nervousness.
Craig's eyes were now fixed on Tweek's lips and he caught himself zoning out.
"Nng, give up coffee? No way man! That's way too much pressure."
"Tweek, honestly-" Clyde started.
"Hey, do either of you have plans for Christmas?" Craig interrupted.
They stared at him for a second.
"Well, yeah..." Clyde said. "With my family you know, like always."
"I mean after the presents." Craig clarified.
"Not really." Tweek said.
"Alright everyone, off the bus!" The driver called, coming to a stop in front of the school.
"We can talk about this later." Craig said as the three made their way back to the front of the bus.
Token was waiting for them by the front doors. "Where are we meeting at lunch?" He asked the group.
"Cafeteria, usual table." Said Craig.
"Alright, see you all there."