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Red is a Lesbian

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It was eight years since me and Craig were in the hospital, recovering from our feud. Eight years since we fought someone we barely knew. Now, as I sat in Biology, the very same boy I gave stitches to was sitting to my right, scratching his chin with the end of a pen. His black hair was slightly longer than it was back then, but not by a whole lot. His classic blue hat was decorated on the ear flaps by a few pins I had given him. His dark eyes gazed towards the front of the class, then suddenly down to a scrap of paper on his desk, which he proceeded to write on with his pen.

Glancing away from my best friend, I absent mindedly took notice of everyone in the room. Kyle and Stan, sitting at the front of the class. Kyle was wearing semi baggy clothes like usual, and wasn't sporting his green hat today to reveal his wavy chin length red hair, which he obviously styled like nuts to remove the curl and frizz from. He maintained a semi alert posture, resting his head on his propped up elbow.

Stan dressed a little differently from his intellectual best friend. He was wearing his regular blue cap today, with his smooth, pitch black hair spilling out underneath it. He had on a fitting black t-shirt, with some band name on it like usual probably, and fitting ankle-biter jeans. He sat his head down slowly onto his desk, obviously meaning he'd heard enough from the old bat teacher today.

Focusing my eyes closer in front of me, Kenny, Wendy and Bebe were sitting in the middle of the class, talking. Kenny was wearing his favorite orange parka, unzipped like usual, exposing his bare chest. Not very classy, but that was Ken. He absent mindedly played with his blonde locks with a foot up on his desk while he whispered something in Wendys ear.

Wendy giggled, with her straight, elbow length black hair surrounding her semi-bare shoulders. She uncrossed and crossed her legs that were wrapped in her almost knee-length skirt.

I carried my gaze to the left side of the room, where Butters had all the girls playing with his bright blonde hair, like usual. He had a loose pink and red sweater on, and tight blue jeans on. He wore a flustered smile in response to all the girls ogling him.

Then to my immediate left, were my other two best friends Token and Clyde, with their heads down. Clyde had his hazel eyes closed shut and rested his head on his arms, of which his red sweater hugged along with the rest of his husky, but fit torso. Token was staring at the front of the room, dreadlocks falling around his face. Man, what a bunch of prizes we all are, huh?

My attention was jerked suddenly to my desk, after analyzing everyones attire, where a crumpled shred of paper sat. I tugged at my untidy blonde hair and attempted to smooth a wrinkle in my brown, poorly buttoned shirt. Staring at the crumpled ball on my desk with golden eyes, I twitched and awkwardly opened the note.

'Goddamn today is boring. Wanna ditch your last class and come to the arcade with me? – Craig'

Oh, man… ditching class to hang out with Craig, again... My parents would be so furious when they finally got knowledge of my attendance record. What if they deemed me unworthy of school and sold me into slavery? Then again, if I didn't go with Craig, maybe he'd get mad at me and not invite me over to his house for the night… and that would totally ruin my weekend. Craig was the only person I really liked to- erm, enjoyed being with. I mean, hanging out with. Augh…

I tried to bury my head into my desk. Why do I think so much?

"Tweek?"

"GAH!" I said loudly, gaining stares from some of my classmates. Craig smiled and covered his eyes with his hand, shaking is head.

"Would you like to venture a guess as to what aquatic creatures change sexes during their lifetime?" The ratty old teacher asked.

"What? Uh, er… no…"

Kenny laughed at my remark.

"Well then, I suggest you sit up, take out some paper, and take notes then! And for Gods sake, Kenny, zip up your parka or something. No one wants to see your nipple ring."

"Clyde does. Isn't that right, Clyde?" Kenny asked, craning his neck backwards and smiling at Clyde.

"Go screw yourself, Ken," Clyde responded.

Kenny laughed and returned to his previous sitting position.

"My God, why the crap is Kenny always saying stuff like that to you, dude?" I asked in a strained tone.

"Because he's a horny bisexual piece of crap whose libido Wendy apparently can't satisfy," Clyde said tiredly.

Wendy turned her head and shot Clyde a glare through her eyes surrounded by make-up.

"Besides, if anyone knows that, it's you, dumbass," Craig said, twirling his pen and glancing towards me.

I twitched and chewed on that for a moment. It was true… when Kenny, Stan and I were practicing a song for our band one day, Kenny got a hold of some of Stan's dad's beers and got a little tipsy. When we were cleaning up, I was wondering to myself if my dad had any new coffee flavors to taste when I got home, when I turned around and saw Kenny, arching his back, running his fingers through his darker, shoulder length blonde hair and laughing.

"Oh, God… Kenny, what are you doing?" I asked, regretting saying anything to the drunken teen.

"I'm wondering somethin" he said, staggering towards me.

"Ken- Kenny?" I said hesitantly, holding my hands in front of myself and backing away from the boy.

Kenny closed his eyes and lurched forwards, wrapping his arms around my neck and planted one right on my mouth. My eyes widened two times their normal size and I muffled a cry into Kenny's mouth, flailing my arms wildly.

When Stan finally entered the room, Kenny had his tongue halfway down my throat. "Oh, Jesus Kenny…" Stan said, and ran to my aid.

When Stan pried Kenny off of me, I lost it.

"Oh my GOD! I just had Kenny's tongue in my MOUTH! I'm gonna get mono! I'm gonna become gay! Augh! Oh my God!" I yelled as I ran around the room.

"Dude, why? Just, why?" Stan asked Kenny, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I was wondering if he tasted like coffee! And he does!" Kenny said happily, as I proceeded to rub my tongue on Stan's curtains.

Coming back from my flashback, I had furrowed my brow and had an unsettled look on my face. God, Kenny was a slut. I'm really surprised I HADN'T gotten mono…

"Obviously he DOES, remember," Clyde said, arching an eyebrow.

"Gah! What? How could I forget? You don't just forget traumatic events like that, Clyde! And how the hell does EVERYONE know about that, now? Can no one in this school keep their damn traps shut?" I said frantically.

Craig just laughed. "You're such a stupid pussy, Tweek. So, do you wanna or not?"

"What?! Oh God, do what??" I asked my friend dumbly.

"Go to the arcade, numb nuts."

"Oh. Oh, yeah, definitely. Fuck Math. Yeah."

Craig smirked and packed up his stuff just as the lunch bell went.

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The schools cafeteria was as busy as a beehive at lunchtime (damn, I need to learn some new slang…) filled with kids from South, Middle, and North Park, as well as Conifer, Fairplay and a few other small towns around here. Hundreds of kids exchanging gossip and stories about one another, true and false. It was so much pressure to be a part of this damn school!

While I walked down the hallways of the school with my three best friends, I twitched and stared at other kids staring back at us. After Kyle, Kenny, Stan and Cartman, the four of us were the most popular group of kids, which also meant the most talked about. That's not always good… For Gods sake, everyone thought I was a crack addict for a month! How are you supposed to deal when everyone around you thinks you do drugs with Cartmans mom?? Jesus…

"Hi, Token!" came a smooth, peppy voice to my left. I jumped and glanced at the dark skinned girlfriend of my pal.

"Hey, Aymie," Token said with a smile, accompanied by a quick peck on the lips. He grabbed his girlfriends hand with his own.

"How've you been, Aymie?" Clyde said anxiously, gaining a glare from Token.

"I'm just fine, Clyde. Thanks," she replied, still smiling.

I rolled my eyes at my brunette friend. Why he felt the need to hit on every girl in the school, including his best friend's girlfriend was beyond me. It was probably why Kenny always hit on him, actually. He probably thought Clyde was almost as much of a whore as he was…

"I'm doing better than Red's doing, at least," she said, her smile lessening.

"What's the matter with Red?" Craig asked in a bored tone.

"I feel so bad for the girl. I heard she grabbed one of Bebe's boobs when she went to the movies last week with her and Wendy," Aymie said enthusiastically.

Here we go again, I thought as I shot a glance at Craig. You would never know the rest of this town was so lame and laid back… well, sometimes… while going to this school. Damn, I needed my lunchtime coffee…

"Wow, really??" Clyde asked excitedly. Damn horny child, of course he had a crush on the hottest girl in school, I thought while fingering through the change in my pocket. What if I didn't have enough for my coffee today? What if I didn't have enough after my coffee to go to the arcade with Craig? Should I not get my coffee and save my money for the arcade? No, I need my coffee… augh!

"That's not what I heard! I heard that she tried to put her arm around Bebe during the movie and Bebe freaked out and called her a lesbian," Token said.

"Do you think it's true?" Clyde asked.

"No way. Red bangs Kenny like, on a weekly basis," Craig said with a smirk. "We all know that."

I bit my lip. What's with Craig's stupid grin? Did he accompany them one night or something without telling me? Did Kenny do something to him, too? Oh, God. Just leave Craig alone, Kenny.

My expression changed awkwardly while I thought how gay that sounded. God, you stupid tenth graders, MOVE! I NEED MY COFFEE!

"What do you think, Tweek? Is Red totally gay or what?" Clyde asked, grinning.

"Gah!" I responded, twitching violently. "What? Oh, God. Who the hell knows? I'm sure there's like seventy different stories of what happened that night," I said.

"True. But, I've always thought Red acted really gay around Bebe sometimes," Clyde went on.

"You just watch too many lesbian porn, dude," Token said, gaining laughter from all of us except Clyde.

Grinning, I turned forward again, seeing we finally made it to the cafeteria. I run ahead to get in the lunch line. "See you guys at the table!" I yelled back. Then the chaos would really ensue...

A/N: Is Red really gay for Bebe? Will Tweek finally get his coffee? All this and more, in the next chapter! 8D -gets shot-

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