Chapter 3: "Who say I wanna be friends?" ~Creek~
Math class with Mr. Sucksmyballs (-Style- Cont'd)
"Alright class, let's all settle down. I know it's our first day but we've got a lot of first-day crap to cover," a teacher with a name tag on that reads 'Mr. Sucksmyballs' walked into the room with some textbooks and a clipboard held in hand.
All of the senior students that were chatting quickly settled down so their teacher could proceed. "Alright, for those who do not know me, my name is Mr. Sucksmyballs," most of the boys snickered at the name. "Hey!" the teacher barked. "Stop the laughing! It's just a name!"
The laughing eventually died down and that was when Kyle finally entered through the open door a little late thanks to Cartman.
"Sorry I'm late, sir!"
"Oh, Mr. Broflovski. How excellent to finally join us ten minutes late. Take your seat beside the Tweak boy and, uh... Marsh, is it? In the back, now go!" Mr. Sucksmyballs shoos Kyle away.
As he made his way to his seat, he took around to see the notable students in this math class that he knew well. Such students included: Clyde, Kevin Stoley, Bebe, Wendy, Tweek, Craig, Stan, and finally Butters. At the same time, Mr. Sucksmyballs began reading the names on his clipboard to mark who was present on time, who came late, or absent.
Eventually, the teacher made it further down the list and called upon Stan, who also responded with a quick hand-raise, "Here..."
As Kyle sat down, he noticed something off in Stan's response. He sounded down about something; of course, he could be wrong. However, Stan usually had expressions to him that Kyle found very easy to read. He was looking down the whole time to his desk at his phone. Kyle felt like he had to lean over and get his attention.
"Hey. If you wanna talk, I'm here, man," Kyle whispered to him in a way that not even the teacher could hear and therefore would not disrupt the class.
Stan looked up from his phone and over to his friend who clearly meant well, which means a lot to Stan. Stan, being one who would trust Kyle with life, caved in fairly easy and agreed to share what was eating him. Before he did, Stan gazed over at his girlfriend Wendy who was taking out a notebook and mechanical pencil; he sighs once again.
The boy leaned in closer to Kyle, "I'll text you; just keep it between us though."
"Oh yeah, totally, man. Text me."
Kyle whipped out his phone while papers were being handed out. Those papers were all of what is expected in the class and the math curriculum they will cover; the basic first-day material essentials.
And so, the two boys began texting in the middle of class in a way so no one would have ever seen them do it. The conversation went as follows:
Kyle: Hey
Stan: So yeah…
Kyle: Whats up?
Stan: …
Stan: idk what 2 do, bro…
Kyle: what's wrong
Stan: w
Kyle: eh?
Stan:Wendy*
Kyle: Oh. Well, what about her?
Stan:it's just…
Stan:I think… im slowly finding myself losing interest in her
Kyle: dude, cmon. It's WENDY! The girl u've always had a crush on. after all this time, how could you even say that?
The two were so deep into the conversation, Kyle especially, that he completely disregarded Mr. Sucksmyballs who has been repeatedly calling his name a few times now. He eventually had to shout at Kyle just to get his attention. Kyle fumbles and drops his phone.
"Broflovski!" Mr. Sucksmyballs shouted.
The teacher marched right up to his desk and swiped the dropped phone before Kyle could even retrieve it.
"So, you think my words are just some big joke huh? That what I say doesn't matter—AND MAYBE YOUR RIGHT! But THIS," he waved Kyle's iPhone around, "is never okay."
"Yes, sir..." Kyle hung his head in embarrassment.
"You can pick this death trap up at the end of class. Now, all of you get a textbook and open it up to page 22."
(Creek focus starts now)
Later on the students all retrieved their own textbooks to keep for the duration of the semester and have opened them to the desired page number for the class homework after the lesson they just had.
Meanwhile, Craig and Tweek were side-by-side; it could not be any more awkward for them than it is right now in their current situation. The two did not even have a choice on where to sit so they were forced to make do.
'No!'Tweek thought to himself. 'I don't care what he says, h-he's wrong to break it off. I need to find out what!'
All of the sudden, a note that read, Dude, we need 2 talk about this. I don't want this to be the end, was felt being crumpled and crammed into Tweek's open hand. The feeling was one certainly the most familiar to him. He looked to his right and found Craig re-adjusting himself after he gave it to him.
After Tweek read the note Craig gave him—after uncrumpling it first, of course, he found himself doing nothing else but bearing a slight smile. But worry was present on Tweek's face too as Craig's face still only showed sadness.
Second Period: Spare
The bell soon rang to signify math was over and all the students eventually rummaged the halls. Most are on their way to their next class. The very same faces seen in math class appear once again walking the halls
Bebe and Clyde especially were viewed holding hands down the hall. Due to his high hep, Clyde occasionally gave a 'cool kid' nod whenever someone glanced his way and greeted him. The two stopped right next to a locker and proceeded to make out... only get called out by Eric Cartman as he walked by.
"Ah, so weak dude! Get a room for Christ sake!" he averted his eyes upon seeing them make out. Stan, Kenny, and Kyle walked up behind Cartman and regard the two too busy kissing to care.
"Boy, Clyde and Bebe are really going at it..." Kenny commented.
"Yeah and it's fucking gross," Kyle grimaced.
"Oh, I didn't think that; I think it's kinda hot..."
"Don't be a creep, Kenny," Stan looked at him.
"Besides, even you gotta admit its annoying that he always does this. I don't care how much he sees in that bitch, alright? When I see that? I puke!" Cartman said after.
"Ugh, c'mon. We all have second-period together, right?" Stan walks, leading the boys.
"Wait we do?! We all have Family Studies?" Kyle asked.
"Yeah, dude. Remember? We compared timetables last weekend," Stan replied.
"Oh yeah. I almost forgot," he lightly laughs. "Alright let's go. It beats watching... them..." Kyle said.
And with that, the boys were on their way.
As for Tweek and Craig. The two were then viewed walking; Tweek trailing by a good gap as he did not want to be a bother. However, he did receive the note from him earlier and god only knows what it could mean. For all Tweek was hoping, it could be that Craig did not, in fact, want to break up. That was what Tweek was holding onto.
The two were on a spare—which simply means they do not have a second-period class. And due to it being the first day of school, there was really nothing to do so they thought they would go talk in the library where it would be quiet.
"Would you mind picking up the pace Tweek? I'd like to talk to you… today?" Craig sighed, looking back at Tweek as he walked.
Tweek nodded and picked up his walking speed so he can walk beside Craig.
"Craig..."
"Listen, Tweek everything is going to be okay, alright? You'll be fine, I'll be fine. We'll all be fine. So much so that we're still going to remain good friends, alright?" Craig looks at the blond boy, being absolutely clear.
Tweek is not having it. "Aauugh..." he groans "But I don't wanna be 'just good friends' anymore! I-I-I didn't even know what love was until you came along."
"Noooo. Tweek, please. You're forgetting how we started in the first place."
"What does that got to do with anything, Craig?" Tweek shrieked in the way the spaz does best. "It doesn't matter how we started, it's about growing and turning that into a great relationship. And I thought we were!" Tweek was unintentionally raising his voice.
Craig observed all those who were looking their way and so he took Tweek by the hand. Instead of going to the library, he took both of them to the boys' bathroom that, luckily, was completely empty. In here, they could talk privately. To be extra safe, Craig locked the door so nobody could enter.
"Are you trying to make this into a big thing? Or are you going to try and be reasonable and accept that I'd rather be friends for a while?"
"Because this whole thing is completely UNreasonable, Craig! You can't just drop the bomb like that and expect things to be okay! I need an answer!" Tweek responded.
"Don't do this to me Tweek..." Craig muttered.
"Do what to you? Don't do this to me, Craig!" Tweek raised his voice once again. "I'm so... s-so sick of this crap you pull, Craig. You never let me in and it's causing me to freak out!"
"Do you want me to tell you or not, spaz?"
"Yes, Craig. Pleeease tell. Like... is it something I did? Something I said? 'Cause Craig if it is then I'm truly sorry, really I am. I just don't want you to be mad at me an—"
"Oh..." Craig frowned. "So you think this is about you, right?"
"Well, when you don't open up and tell me, wha-what else am I to think?"
All went quiet. Really quiet. Tweek watched the love of his life slowly walk to the door, place his back against it and slide down. Once on the floor, Tweek could see his sadness return.
"I'm sorry, Tweek..." Craig muttered.
The blonde gradually made his way down to Craig's level; sitting with him. Comforting him to indicate that he can be honest with him. Tweek soon found himself wrapped in Craig's warm embrace, which placed a smile on the cute boy's face.
"Alright, see. I walked in on my parents one day and... the two have been talking about moving to Cali-fuckin'-noria. And they confirmed it last night. And seeing as I have nowhere else to stay, I have no choice but to go with them; which means I won't be able to be around my friends anymore..." Craig explained.
"I... see..." Tweek acknowledge: what Craig told him and instead of freaking out or anything he would normally do, he simply interlocked his own finger Craig's and holds them close to his chest.
"I was scared, Tweek. Happy?"
"Really? You? Afraid?"
"Yes, babe. Believe it or not, under this exterior, I have feelings. And seeing the day grow closer and closer, I forced myself to make a decision that I thought would make everything chill by the time we had to go."
"Agh, babe. This is really the big thing?! The big thing that caused you to break up so suddenly? Stupid Craig. I wish you would've told me this from the start!"
Craig brings Tweek in his arms and softly kissed his cheek. "Again. I'm sorry I wasn't up front with you. I just don't do goodbyes well..."
"It's o-okay. And hey. For what it's worth? If breaking up with help you feel better, then I want to respect that and we can just be friends. Alright?"
Hearing this from Tweek only made Craig feel really stupid all of the sudden. Craig broke away from the hug and gazed into his eyes. The two share a smile. Craig had no choice but to kiss Tweek's sweet lips, which surprised the Tweaker in a good way.
"Umm... friends don't usually do that, babe," Tweek giggles and blushing a bit.
A light chuckle was given before Craig proceeded to wraps is arms around his cute boyfriend's waist. "Who says I wanna be friends?" he said in a seductive sort of way before the two share another kiss that ultimately coerced them into making out passionately and with a lot of sexual head on the floor.
The two go to the point that they forget they are at school as Craig was closely working his way down to the inside of Tweek's pants. A loud knock on the door brings the two back to reality.
"OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR YOU FAACKIN' HOMOS!" Cartman's irritating voice is heard.
Tweek looks down to see where Craig's hands are; the latter does the same before the two blush red and laugh awkwardly together. The two get up off the floor and hold hands tightly.
Craig may be leaving, but at this moment, things were beginning to be okay in his eyes once again. One only hopes it stays that way...
Just one day at a time...
My notes
Alrighty. I sort of enjoyed this one especially the ending. I admit I was tempted to turn their make-out scene into a full-blown sex scene but I had to stop myself lol. I worked on a compromise and tried to make it seem that was where it would've gone, what with Craig's hands going into Tweek's pants? Then I thought it would be funny for that moment to be ruined lol.
For those looking for a sex scene between them, you will have to be patient but expect it the next time a chapter focuses on them.
That aside now, I want to talk to you guys about how the next chapter will break down.
For the next chapter in the story, I thought it would be fun to do a "filler" chapter. See, I was searching yesterday for original South Park episode ideas and stumbled onto a list of them. From that point, I wanted to an episode idea and sorta work it into a fun little chapter that doesn't really contribute anything to the main point of this story but at the same time, it does not take away from the story either. So, let me share with you the gist of this episode idea I found:
"Going, Going, Nude"
"[There is a 48-hour fad that has sprouted now everyone in South Park has gone completely naked. Just letting it all hang out.]"
Okay. So that is the idea I saw and thought it would be funny to do put my spin onto how I imagine the episode would be like. So, the next chapter you will read will be on that and I titled that chapter "Exhibitionist Weekend".
Edited Dec. 4th, 2018