I couldn't get off the bus fast enough in my opinion. It was loud and crowded plus it's like everyone was a fucking idiot. They were so immature throwing paper and standing up leaning over seats. Hell once or twice that I looked back Bebe had her boobs thrust up in some guy's face. I looked over to my left and Tristian had his head tilted back and his eyes closed, he looked so peaceful, but by the tension still in his body he was awake. I get tired at the worst times, because right now I really just wanted to take advantage of this rare feeling of being tired, and plop face first on my bed. Pip reached over the seat and tapped me causing me to jerk forward.
"Sorry, Tweek." Pip told me softly.
"We're just concerned about you –shit- two to be blunt you both look even worse than when we left for summer break." Thomas told me with a worried expression on his face.
"We're fine." I answered automatically.
"You look so thin and tired. You both look absolutely out of it have you been taking your medicine." Betters elaborated
"GAH! We've just been a bit picky about when we eat. We can sleep if we chose. Yes I just got a new bottle of meds today." I told Butters with rehearsed ease. They looked at me in disbelief, and it was clear they weren't buying what I said.
"Tweek, what happened to your hands?" Pip asked looking at the bandages.
"And your -fuck – face." Thomas asked with narrowed eyes.
" I honestly d-d-don't remember, but I t-think I f-fell and GAH! S-scraped up my knuckles.M- My f-face is from t-tripping over my own f-feet and flying into t-the corner of out w-wonderful fucking g-granite counter AH!"
"Oh goodness, you need to be more careful." Pip chided. Thomas still didn't seem convinced, but he sighed and looked away out the window. I didn't like lying but what was I suppose to say. I'm addicted to fighting getting hit in the face happens. I've basically forsaken my medication, and haven't been to sleep in 3 days, and I probably haven't eaten anything in 2. I looked down at my bandaged hands and then at my brother and I saw him peeking at me from under his lashes. He knew I was lying and yet he didn't judge I could just tell he was disappointed and that cut deep. He was disappointed in his self and me. I tugged at my hair nervously, and bit my bottom lip in distress. I looked down at his bag and a furry little head was sticking out of his massager's bag.
"Gah!" I can't believe he brought Bandit. The little grey ferret had a line of black fur across his face and eyes. The ferret and its rightful owned gave me a stare that said,"You saw nothing."
When the bus pulled to a stop then I wanted to go flying off the bus, but I had to consider Tristian if I did that he'd probably end up getting touched by someone, so I stayed seated. When Cartman walked past me he glared at me, and I quickly looked away. I looked at the seat behind me and the other three were still seated since I hadn't gotten up.
It seemed like everyone was off but when I stood up and turned towards the aisle then all I saw was a blue jacket. I stared confused and then looked up, and met icy blue eyes. I squeaked, and realized that I was standing in close range of Craig. Craig motherfucking Tucker the apathetic asshole that everyone walked on eggshells around except Clyde, Token, and apparently Kenny because he was standing next to Craig smiling like an idiot arm thrown over his shoulder.
"Hey Tweek." He told me is eyes running over me with intense interest.
"H-Hi GAH! C-Craig. K-Kenny." I said and twitched hard.
"Excuse me fellows, but I do believe the bus driver is ready for us to leave." Pip cut in politely.
"Oh I think you're right Pipsqueak." Kenny laughed as we all turned to look at the impatient bus driver that was glaring at us harshly. Craig simply flipped the bus driver the bird, and moved gesturing for is to go first. Tristian looked at them with his lips pursed a little. Specifically his eyes were on Kenny.
"Tristian doesn't like people walking behind him." I explained.
"How do you get to and from class then the halls are always crowded?" Kenny asked him. Tristian looked at him like he had a second head, and blinked slowly at him.
"He has permission to leave class 5 minutes early to get to his next class, and get situated before the bell rings." I told Kenny as I gestured for them to go first. They got off the bus, and we followed shortly after. They were waiting right by the doors, and I felt as Tristian dug his shaking hands into my jacket so that I could push through the crowd we were going to have to face.
"Your brother I can help him out. You two can walk behind me." Craig told up as he yawned, and I noticed he had a tongue ring.
"How will that help, guys?" Butters asked, and Kenny and Thomas looked like they were judging our cluelessness.
"Hello Craig Monstrous in size and Personality." Kenny said wildly gesturing to the Tucker.
"Everyone moves out of his-fuck- way." Thomas added as he gestured wildly at the other kids earning some looks.
"Okay w-we freaking g-get it. F-far f-from s-stupid." I retorted, and yanked my hair nervously. Craig stepped up to me, and I stepped back."W-What?"
I was confused when he reached and gently untangled my fingers from my hair.
"I thought you broke that habit a while ago." He said. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He paid attention to me?
"I-I did I-I j-just-" I looked down and my hand tried to jerk nervously to my hair, but Craig still held it.
" Anywayyyy, So how are we suppose to know where to go? They said they were doing things different this year." Thomas said.
"Yeah instead of going to the auditorium the lazy bastards put our names up on the wall categorized by grade and they are sorted by homeroom like 12-1, 12-2 and so on so just look under each column until you find your name." Kenny explained as he opened the school door to let us in. My hands mimicked Tristian's and dug into the fabric of Craig's jacket as soon as he let mine go. It was hard to miss Craig coming through the door. He towered over everyone, and the look on his face was pretty much a scowl that screamed he had no time to deal with anybody's bull shit. I was shocked at how easily we cut through the crowd of students that was lining the walls trying to find out what homeroom they were in.
"What fucking idiot thought of this?" Craig asked, yet his tone didn't even hint that he cared.
"Wellll now let's see." Kenny chirped as he put a finger up to his lips and a hand on his hip. His eyes scanned over the many names.
"Kenny. I think it'd be faster if you moved –shit- you and Craig moved your tall asses out the way." Thomas told them.
Kenny looked back and winked," Enjoy the view 'cause I know my ass is a sight to see."
"More like a sight everyone's seen." Craig retorted.
Kenny drew in a dramatic breath, and put his hand on his chest looking absolutely scandalized.
"Why I'd never." He gasped.
"K-Kenny the c-classes." I said snapping my fingers at him.
"Damn will everyone get off my ass. I already saw everyone's homeroom." He told us.
"Well Jeez Kenny a-are you sure? You only looked at it for about 30 seconds if that." Butters told him.
"You'll come to find I'm very observant."
"You three are in the honors homeroom, 12-1. Room 312. Mrs. Marshall." Pointing at us individually.
"Me and you Craigy-poo are in the same homeroom, 12-8. Mr. Garrison." Kenny told him with a pout.
"Um Trisitian." I reminded him.
"I know I wouldn't forget about Tris." Kenny said looking down at us, and turned a bright smile to Tristian. I felt something touch my hand, and I looked down as I grasped a piece of paper. I opened it having trouble since my hands were shaking. I read the words on it in Tristian's pretty hand writing.
"Pfft haha GAH! Tristian this is so petty." I laughed. The paper was pulled out of my loosened grip, and I gasped, and saw that Craig and Kenny were looking at the paper curiously. Craig's lips turned up at the corners, and Kenny pouted.
"Why you little." He said as he loomed over us,"You better be glad that you're Haphephobic." I twitched and stood up straighter moving in front of Tristian even more. Kenny's face wasn't as playful, and so I was automatically processing him as a threat. Is face quickly lit up, and his lips pulled into another charming smile.
"Someone once told me that people that don't know how to express or accept their feelings insult the person they like." I couldn't help but let out a giggle as I moved to a side a little to look at Tristian. I blinked in surprise. Tristian's pale face had the slightest hint of pink, and his lips were parted slightly. That was as close to shocked and embarrassed I had seen him in years. He quickly moved to hide behind my back. "Anyway, Tweekers, Pipsqeak, Buttercup your homeroom is on the third floor of course if you take the East staircase then your classroom will be the third on the right. Toto your homeroom is 12-5 and it's on the second floor fastest route is the South staircase. I can take Trissy here to homeroom since me and Craigy-poo's homeroom can be reached by the west stairs and so conveniently so can Trissy's"
I swear I was going to say something about Kenny and his nicknames, but Thomas beat me to it.
"Why the fuck am I named after Dorothy's dog" He sniped. "And that wasn't my Tourettes."
"Woah, Woah down boy." Kenny teased not making it any better.
"S-sorry I can't e-entrust my little brother to j-just anyone." I told Kenny.
"Oh come on Tweekers you've known me since we were just kids."
"You guys always got me into trouble."
"No arguments there. Come on Craigy-poo will be there." He said. I looked in between Craig and Kenny and then looked Tristian. I nodded my head, and said
"Latch on to Craig n-not Kenny w-what you w-wrote earlier might be t-true." I said with a smirk.
"No one will get pregnant just by standing next to me." Kenny snapped pouting.
"Then I guess he has to worry about the second thing." Craig added.
"Yes b-be c-careful Tristian h-his s-stupidity might rub off on you." I backed up.
"You guys are so mean. Trissy take back what you said." Kenny whined. It was hard to take Kenny seriously. Tristian stepped from behind me, and handed Kenny a piece of paper. Kenny looked at the paper and he frowned then smiled."I guess you're right. At first gaze the same could be said for you, but I think it's just the opposite really. Anyway let's get to class you guys." I watched them walk off. Tristian had his hands buried in Craig's jacket but was staying at arms length away. I swear I saw that damn ferret wave goodbye at me from the bag. Seriously Bandit almost acted like a furry little person it was unnerving. What if he was a government agent like that movie with the guinea pigs?
"L-look at my baby g-growing up all on his own, w-with two g-guard dogs." I said playfully wiping away a nonexistent tear and sniffling. Thomas and Pip rubbed my back, and shook their heads waving dramatically at the retreating group. I stopped and thought about it. "I j-just l-let GAH! My l-little brother g-go off with a potential sociopathic s-serial k-killer, and a future sexual p-predator."
"No Tweek you made a mistake."Thomas said
"W-what?" I asked
"Kenny is already a sexual predator, and I think he's interested in your brother." Thomas told me. He started laughing as I flipped out as we walked to class. If Kenny laid one of his grubby paws I'd castrate him, and Craig for letting it happen, if Tristian didn't beat me to it. Thomas has to leave when we reached the south stairwell, and then we went up the east stairwell all the way up to the third floor. I wondered how the hell Kenny knew the school so well. Especially since almost every year teachers changed rooms and stuff. Well this was my last year of high school then I had to decide what to do with the rest of my life. Our parents wanted me to take over the coffee shop, but I don't know if I wanted to stay in South Park forever. On the other hand, where else can I possibly go especially with all the problems I have. I couldn't leave Tristian either. If we even made it to that point.
If we didn't self destruct. Because right now it's a downward spiral.