A/N: Thank you so much for your sweet and awesome reviews! Makes me so happy and eager to write more.

But, this is just a short chapter of what happened to Tweek during lunch~

Tweek's POV:

"Gah!" Tweek yelped out as he grabbed a few more paper towels, wetting them and trying his hardest to scrub the coffee stain out of his shirt. Jesus Christ! Why did this have to h-happen, man!

Tweek was late for school as usual, running to his locker as he knew the bell for first period was going to ring any second. Getting to school at a reasonable time was just way too much pressure for him. Even though Tweek didn't sleep a wink at nights - staying up all hours drinking coffee - he still couldn't bring himself to get out of bed and be dressed and ready for the bus; causing him to have to walk to school.

He was out of breath and panting a bit when he finally pushed his books inside, placing his green thermos on the shelf. Tweek was rambling through his bag, looking for his school work when he heard Clyde Donovan yell from a crossed the hall.

"Craig, dude, over here!"

Tweek's head shot up fast and his eye started twitching.

Craig Tucker. Tweek was so in love with him he couldn't stand it at times. With his cynical and stoic personality and his, sometimes, boring demeanor. Just... Monotone. (Tweek being described as nothing but insane and paranoid to a fault.) And no one could forget Craig's signature 'flip off' he gave to anyone and everyone around him, and blue chullo hat.

He watched as Craig casually flipped Clyde off and started talking with him.

Tweek noticed Craig's hair was started to get a little longer than it had been. His black hair now falling over his eyebrows, pushed to the side a bit. (Nothing like Red Goth's hair was.) But, it looked better that way, it brought out his blue eyes. A lot had changed since high school. Craig included. He was taller than Tweek, enough to make Tweek have to tilt his head up to just look at Craig's face. He also acquired some muscle tone, filling out his jeans nicely.

Tweek was mainly scrawny.

"Jeez, Tweek," Bebe started bringing him out of his thoughts and too look over at her. "Don't forget your jaw when you get to class." she giggled, as did her friends.

Tweek held back his blush and started grabbing randomly for his book and papers, "I d-don't know what you m-mean!" When he pulled out his History book - forgetting about his thermos - it knocked his coffee container right off the shelf. The cap fell off the top and the coffee covered the front of his shirt.

"Oh Jesus!" He cried out from the hot liquid. "Oh, man! What if he sees me drenched in coffee! Gah! He'll think i'm a total s-spaz even more!" It was the only thing that was important to him at that moment, (He didn't care that the coffee burnt him) he didn't care if anyone heard him, it wasn't a secret. He tried to remove his shirt but his fingers fumbled with the buttons every time he tried to undo one.

He heard echoing laughter come from all around him, but when his eyes searched around the halls he saw no signs of Craig. He gathered his things and rushed off to the bathroom to clean himself.

He did his best, but the stain wouldn't come out with just water. The tardy bell rang and he raced off to class.

When third period came around - the first out of three classes Tweek had with Craig - he wasn't surprised to see the black haired boy already seated with his head on the desk readying himself for a nap. Craig always slept through Calculus. Which was fine with Tweek, it meant he could look at him as much as he liked without being caught.

Tweek began to shake and tug at his hair, he always got nervous when he stared at Craig's sleeping form. Craig's lips would be parted slightly and he would listen to the soft even breaths. Sometimes Tweek was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of Craig's cute, uneven teeth. He didn't know why he liked them so much.

He started shaking harder this time. "Nngh!" He had a spasm and cried out, disturbing the whole class. The room went silent for only a second before the lecture from the teacher went on. No one bothered to look at him anymore as they were so used to Tweek's yells and tics. But, to his own misfortune he was loud enough that it woke Craig right up. He grumbled under his breath a little, rubbing his eye, then resting his head on his hand to look at the board.

Tweek looked at his desk for the rest of the hour.

Lunch was Tweek's favorite time of the day. It was when he could freely drink - what was left of - his coffee without the teachers telling him to put it away. He gulped down a drink as soon as his bum hit the seat.

"Well, hey there Tweek!" Butters greeted him as always.

"Gah!"

"Timmy!" Timmy said and smiled happily, fiddling his with hands a bit.

No one said anything else, which was normal for them. Tweek just looked back down at his thermos and clutched it tightly. He loved coffee. The smell of it, the very bitter taste, the way it gave a slow burn down his throat. Coffee was the one good thing he could always look forward too in the day, that and...

"Hey Tweekers." He knew that voice oh too well.

He turned his head and saw Craig standing next to him, giving him a very sexy, very crooked smile.

His eyes went wide. OH SWEET JESUS! Craig is t-talking to me, he's standing and blinking and breathing and talking to my face! What the hell man! Wh-What's going on! Tweek began to ramble in his mind, going absolute mute to the rest of the world. He started pulling his hair harder then he ever had before, shaking like a leaf; his face turned crimson.

"C-Craig?" He finally stammered out.

This is it! I'm gonna die! That's the only explanation here! Craig hates me and wants me to stop crushing on him and he's gonna make sure that happens by killing me! I mean, what else could it be! He tried to think of something else to calm himself. Oh man, that is way too much pressure!

Tweek's eyes went even wider when a smirk appeared on Craig's perfect pale lips. "You and I are together now, got it?"

Wait... What...?

That was all it took to make Tweek become as still as the dead.

He stopped moving, stopped breathing for at least a minute. His mind became blank and his eyes weren't moving from Craig's face; not a twitch or spasm or tic in sight. He didn't hear Craig right, he couldn't have. It must be the government transmitting lies into his head or something... Right? The lack of sleep, the gnomes... Right?

Before he knew what was going on or before he could stop himself, Tweek stood up and sprinted out of the cafeteria. He didn't even notice he dropped his thermos until he was standing at his front door. He went up to his room and was already convinced he was hallucinating. Because, something that like wouldn't ever happen to someone like Tweek. It didn't happen! It wasn't real at all!

The obnoxious butterflies in his stomach mocked him.

A/N: Wow, i'm actually kind of happy about how this chapter turned out! PLEASE review and tell me what you guys think!