When the red truck arrived at Stan house, Tweek was quick to jump out. There were people all over the lawn laughing and talking, but Tweek didn't care about any of them at that moment. He only cared about one person. Tweek sprinted through the small crowd of people, until he spotted his target. Tweek ran up to Stan. It must have been too fast because Stan took a step back in surprise. Tweek inched close to Stan and without a moment to lose asked.

"Where's your bathroom."

"Uh, inside second door to the right." Stan said taking another step backwards.

Tweek nodded and then dashed into the house on his pursuit for a bathroom. He was in such a daze that morning, that he forgot to use the bathroom at his house. Tweek made it to Stan bathroom. He proceeded with his morning ritual in the cramp bathroom He. tried to comb his hair a bit. He looked like a mess but in the end, he felt like a mess. Tweek found some deodorant in the medicine cabinet by the sink and decided to "borrow" some. Tweek wasn't really that concern about how he smelt, he was more concern about getting the smell of Craig off him. It still loomed on Tweek clothes and gave him goose bumps. When Tweek was done he took one large breath before exiting. When he did he saw a red head waiting at the door.

"Oh, Hey Kyle. It's all yours" Tweek held open the door for Kyle.

Kyle in return shot him a glare.

Tweek tensed up. "What's up?"

"Why did you ask me out if you were just going to sleep with Craig the next day?" Kyle called out. Tweek eyes widen and he took a step back.

"NO! NO, NO! I didn't! It's a misunderstanding!" Tweek waved his hands back and forth trying to emphasize his point.

"Well Craig casually told everyone that he slept over at your house last night." Kyle glared harder.

"Well yeah he did." Tweek cursed out CraIg, but it was technically the truth. "But we are just friends. It was easier because I didn't have a car and nothing happened!" Everything Tweek said rolled on top of each other. It was a mess and no structure thought was coming out.

Kyle dropped his arms in defeat. "You should of told me. I mean if this had been better planned me and Stan could of came and picked you up."

"Im-Im sorry." Tweek felt guilty and scared even if he didn't know entirely why. "I just forgot about everything is all."

"Man, your hopeless." Kyle voice changed completely and then out of nowhere Kyle gave Tweek a hug. Tweek eyes were still wide as he hugged Kyle back.

"So we are good." Tweek said nervously.

"Of course." Kyle responded cheerfully

"Hey Tweek…"

Tweek looked up and saw Stan and a few other onlookers staring at them from down the hall.
"You found the bathroom alright?" Stan asked.

"Oh yeah, thanks dude." Tweek said pulling Kyle off.

Stan smiled. "That's good. C'mon were about to take off."

Stan turned to walk away and the company followed. Tweek began walking toward them, when his arm was suddenly pulled backwards. Kyle held on and began walking with Tweek. Tweek felt nervous as Kyle held on. He looked over at the red head.

"So, we have decided the car situation." Kyle beamed.

Tweek cringed and hope he wasn't with Craig.

"You and me are in Stan and Wendy car." Kyle tighten his grip a bit as he smiled up at Tweek.

Tweek sighed with relief. They walked out and saw everyone pilling into their designated cars. Tweek glanced over at Craig red truck. He saw Cindy bouncing around to the passenger side and Cartman rolling into the back. Craig was leaning against his truck. Tweek scanned Craig and soon caught his eyes. Craig shot Tweek a look and Tweek quickly looked away. He made it to Stan four door car. Stan grabbed Tweek back pack and threw it in the trunk. Then Tweek jumped in the back seat with Kyle. Kyle snuggled up to Tweek and Wendy looked back and shot Tweek a supportive smile. Stan busied himself with the gps and everything was as it should be. That's what Tweek told himself. Everything was right, and that the trip would go smoothly. Yet even still the voices in his head wouldn't stop conflicting each other. And the headaches began before Stan even turned on the car. Wendy supportive smile was more condescending, and the way Kyle held on to Tweek was more constricting then anything. Worse of all Tweek couldn't stop staring out the window looking for Craig.