Tweek's POV :

Its been a week but Craig and I haven't spoken to each other. Every time I see him I walk the other direction. Every time I hear his name I ignore the question. Everyone has been asking me if we've broken up yet but surprisingly we haven't yet.

I've been ignoring the situation acting like everything in my life is still going to plan. Clyde has been trying to get a hold of me but I know that Craig will be involved. Clyde and Craig are like a package, you get them together.

It was barley fourth period which was art. "Tweek? Earth to Tweek," Butters waved his hands in my face. I adjusted my glasses and stopped spacing out. "I was asking what should my base color be for my vase," He continued.

I thought for a second, "Make it orange with blue stripes. Complementary colors"

Butters smiled and began to mix paints. "Oh speaking of Kenny! He never told me what he did with Craig before the night of Prom or even at Prom, should I be worried," Butters smile faded. I shook my head, "No Butters. As I said, Kenny probably just wanted to make his body count higher. They probably treated it like another number, no attachment."

When I say Kenny has a high body count, I mean it. Kenny is honestly very caring and compassionate. Maybe that's why he's probably slept with half the school? He has a way of words, I guess. A lot of people call Kenny and a few other people a whore or a slut. I don't think people realize we're in 2019, where sex and nudes are normalized now, seen as the new idea of love.

"Even if Kenny's been around, his heart belongs to you, Butters. That's some serious shit," I continued. "I know it's just scary. I've never done anything with another person," Butters replied. Of course Butters is a virgin.

"Then be ready when Kenny slips on a condom," I giggled. Butters rolled his eyes, his cheeks faded to red.

The bell rang which caught Butters off guard. "Oh shucks! I wasn't keeping track of the time," he says. He gets up and goes to the sink washing his paintbrushes. I placed my watercolor painting onto the drying rack.

I grab my backpack and look up at Butters.

"I forgot to tell you but Kenny wants to hang out with me at lunch, sorry Tweek. I'll text you after school," Butters says. "Oh shit, I have practice. We'll see what happens. Good luck soldier," I reply and walk out. I quickly plug in my earbuds and put them in my ears.

"Strange the ones you love

Could bury your body underground

I woke up too late again

Would you start the coffee, my only friend"

I hated walking in the halls without music. Especially if I'm walking alone. I don't know if anyone admits this but if my music buffers while I'm walking alone to class or lunch, I end up pressing random apps on my phone acting like I'm texting someone.

"BABY TWEEK" A familiar voice yells. I turn and see Token and Clyde running towards me. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Abort mission. I raise my volume higher and walk faster.

"YOU CAN'T HIDE ANY LONGER", Clyde screams while jumping onto my bag. Token yells, "CLYDE!" I take out my earbuds, "H-hey guys, what's up?" "WHAT'S UP? What do you mean, what's up? You've been ignoring Craig for a week now that's what's up," Clyde says.

I nervously laughed, "he hasn't texted me and I haven't seen him!" Token sighed, "Tweek he's texted you 30+ times, and every time you both make eye contact with each other in the halls you run the other direction."

"Look, guys, I just wanna get some lunch and catch up on some homework please," I was putting my earbuds back on. Clyde pulled my arm, "Can we eat with you?" "Fine, I guess," I answer. All three of us walk together to the lunch lines. "Why have you been ignoring Craig," Token asks. I shook my head, "If your gonna keep asking about Craig can you guys spend lunch somewhere else."

Clyde sighed then walked away, giving up easily. Token looked at me in the eyes, "Tweek all I want is for both of you to be okay. If anything is wrong, tell me. Don't tell Clyde he's always faded." He then followed Clyde, both walking towards Craig.

I felt like breaking up with Craig was better than ignoring him. But I just couldn't bring myself to do it. This situation is too much pressure. I just need cheer practice to come faster.

When I made it into varsity cheer everyone was shocked because of my anxiety. I began to stretch a lot in middle school as a way to cope. I'm guessing stretching improved my flexibility. I hope that maybe my thoughts will go away. I hope I can talk to Wendy about all this. I've been hiding it from her because I know she's gonna hit me with tough love.

"Five Six Seven Eight," The coach chanted. I was completely focused on the routine. I remained sharp and continued practicing with a smile. "One Two Three Four," The coach continued chanting. If you couldn't tell, Wendy was not only ASB President but the Cheer Captain also.

Wendy and I are extremely close now. I don't know what made our bond so strong. I feel like it was being on cheer and ASB together but it felt like we were just two people who clicked.

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We all smiled brightly and cheered, "Go cows!"

"Wonderful job everyone. Wendy, would you like to continue this message before practice ends," The coach asks.

Wendy nodded, "This year's experience with this team has been incredible. Everyone has improved, whether it was a huge impact or just little minorities. Even though, I'm greatly proud to be a part of this team. I'm excited to see us succeed in our journey of life," She then leads a chant we all shared.

"We all have sass, we'll kick your ass! You're going down because we're the cows! Go Cows!"

We all giggled and shouted. I smiled and adjusted my glasses. I walked over to my bag and pulled out my flask. Wendy runs over to me, "Spare some water Tweek?" I nodded and gave her my flask.

"So you and Craig," she continued bluntly. I spit out my water, "We're good why?" "Because usually Craig watches us practice or waits for you at the bleachers. But he's not here," she continued drinking my water peacefully.

She closed the lid and put it back in my bag.

"Sheesh Tweek, didn't know guys would be all over you. Your phone is a whole vibrator if you ask me," Wendy teased. I pulled my phone out. My jaw dropped and tears began to come again.

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"Oh no, Tweek what happened," Wendy's smile dropped. I stayed silent and blank-faced. Tears continued to go down my cheeks.

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my poor baby..

don't worry folks, it doesn't end here

- rikka