Chapter 2! I appreciate the reviews ;)
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I walk across the snow covered train tracks, slapping myself internally for doing this. Am I a fucking retard or what? Apparently I am, because I knock on Kenny's door and stare at my feet as I wait for someone to open up. Kenny answers the door, glancing at me for a mere second before laughing and moving over to let me in. I glare at him and step inside, careful not to stomp any rats, and follow him to his room. He sits down on his bed, another one of his smirks on his face. I stand awkwardly near his door, shuffling my feet and blushing furiously. He decides to break the silence.
"So I see you've got your eyes on my Tweek do you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at me. I blush and rub my neck nervously.
"Um, well, I mean I, I kind of… I guess that uh, I think…" I stutter, unable to find the right thing to say. Kenny chuckles quietly.
The, suddenly his blue eyes are hard and serious. "If you like him fine, but so much as put a red mark on that boy and your ass will be grass, got it?" I gulp, sweating slightly. Kenny really is Tweek's second mother.
He smirks and scribbles something down on a piece of paper, shoving it into my hands and then pushing me out of his house. I flip off the closed door and look at the scrap. It was a phone number, with Tweek written under it. I blush and shove the piece of paper in my jacket pocket, walking home slowly.
Should I call? What will he think? Will he think I'm a creep? Will he freak out, wonder where I got his number? God this is ridiculous, I never spent this much time fretting over a girl. With perfect timing, Ruby kicks my door in and flips me off. "Stop being a little pussy and call him already, Christ," she growls, giving me two birds before leaving. I flip her off and stare at the paper once more. Finally, I grab my phone and quickly punch in the numbers, pressing the device to my ear.
It rings twice, and I'm tempted to hang up. Okay, by the fourth time, I will hang up. Three… "H-Hello? Nngh!" a shaky voice erupts from the other end of the line. My breath hitches in my throat, and I struggle to find something to say.
"Um, hi Tweek how's it g-going?" I ask nervously. It is silent on the other line for a long second, and I hold my breath and pray that he doesn't flip out.
"Hey, C-Craig," he says, I can almost see the unsure smile on his face. I grin.
"I was wondering if maybe you wanted to come over and watch Red Racer with me." I ask him, thankful that Mom and Dad were gone for the weekend. Although I would have to deal with Ruby…
"S-Sure Craig! I'll be r-right over okay?" He says excitedly, and I agree, pulling my hat on and sprinting downstairs to clean up a little before he gets here. I really hope Ruby doesn't bother me. And speak of the devil…
"What the hell are you doing?" Ruby asks, her phone in her hands where she was doing whatever ten year olds do these days. Jesus, when I was ten I sure as hell did not spend all day on my fucking phone. I roll my eyes, tossing a few more pillows back onto the couch.
"What does it look like I'm doing smart one?" not in the mood to have this conversation. She raises and eyebrow and puts here phone in her pocket. Great, she's going to be here a while.
"Who's coming over?" she asks, picking up a DVD from the shelf. I can tell from the amused tone in her voice that she knows damn well who's coming over. I grumble and order her to prepare some popcorn if she insisted on being down here. She raises her arms in defense and declares she was going to her BFF Jill's house. God, she's such a turd sometimes.
About five minutes after she left, I hear a quiet knock on the door. I swing open the door, revealing Tweek who is shivering and grasping a large cup of coffee. He smiles up at me, blushing slightly. Tweek is a mere 5'6'' compared to my 5'8'' in height. He's taller than most, but nowhere near as tall as me. The only person in school taller than I am is Kenny and maybe Christophe on a bad day. I invite him inside, grimacing at the paper heart Ruby left on the porch as a joke.
I turn and see Tweek standing nervously in the middle of the living room, not sure whether to just sit down or wait for an invitation. I smile. "Go ahead and sit Tweek," I tell him, waving slightly at the couch. He nods slightly and sits down, jumping as a few pillows fall on him. I flip through the channels on TV, not finding anything good. "Well shit," I mumble, chucking the remote at a nearby wall. Tweek flinches when the remote hits the wall and the batteries fly out. "Sorry," I say, smiling sheepishly.
"Wanna watch a movie?" I call over my shoulder, looking back at Tweek who is swinging his legs and looking around curiously. God, he is too cute. He turns back to me and nods, smiling happily. I want to go give him a big hug, but I settle for picking a movie. Coraline, no that's too scary for him, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, no too trippy, Alice in Wonderland, perfect. I grab it and stick it in the DVD player, jumping back on the couch.
"Dear God! She fell! She fell Craig! Is she going to be okay?!" Tweek yells, hands wrapping around my arm tightly. I smile widely and throw an arm across his shoulders.
"Yeah, she'll be fine Tweek, don't worry," I tell him, and he calms. After a few more minutes, I turn to say something to Tweek, and notice that he's asleep. His head falls on my shoulder, and I blush. He is just the most adorable thing. A rather loud scene blares from the speakers, causing him to cringe. "Shhh," I whisper to him, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. His face returns to a peaceful state, and I smile. I want to stay like this forever, but eventually all good things end.
"I'm home!" Ruby shouts, slamming the door closed after she walks in. Tweek jumps, head ramming into my jaw. Ruby, smelling trouble, runs upstairs before I can scream at her.
"Oh, sh-shit, ow, nngh, I am s-s-o sorry Craig!" Tweek apologizes, rubbing a rapidly reddening mark on his forehead. I press a hand against my jaw and smile slightly.
"I'm fine, let me see that," I say, pulling his hands away from his pale forehead. There is a red bump forming there, but his bangs usually hang there anyways. I press a feather light kiss to the bump and rub the back of his hand. "I'm sorry," I mumble softly, resting my head on top of his. His tiny hands clamp to the front of my chest, and his eyes flutter closed. We stay there comfortably until his phone starts ringing.
He grabs his phone and shakily presses it to his ear, while I pout, angry that our moment was totally ruined. "Y-Yes, okay, b-bye," He says hanging up and then giving me an exasperated look. "I have to go home, but maybe I can come by tomorrow?" he says, putting his phone away and pulling on his dark green jacket. I smile.
"Okay, you can come over anytime, I'll be here all day," I inform him, trying not to sound like too much of a loser. He turns to say goodbye, and without thinking I lean in and peck him quickly on the lips.
His face turns completely red and he stutters a goodbye before just about running out. I shut the door, leaning against it and sliding to the floor. My fingers ghost across my lips. I just kissed Tweek. I just kissed Tweek, like, on the lips. Oh my god.
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