We got to Craig's house shortly after that, and as he said, his parents and sister weren't home.
Nearly a second after we got into his house I asked, "C-Can I have s-some coffee?"
Craig turned and looked at me, rolling his eyes, "There's a coffee maker in the kitchen. I'm going to go change."
With that Craig left me standing in the front room.
I took off my shoes, then went to the kitchen to make some coffee.
I fumbled around with his coffee maker for a few minutes, then finally figured out how it worked. I got myself a cup, and Craig a cup.
I walked into the living room to see Craig sitting on the couch watching TV.
I sat next to him, and handed him the cup.
We were watching Terrance and Phillip. I hadn't watched this show since we were kids.
"Tweek," Craig said, calling my attention towards him.
"Y-yeah?" I asked hesitantly.
"Do you know why Clyde is beating you up?" Craig asked, turning his attention from the TV to me.
Probably because I'm a weird, twitchy freak. "I-I'm not sure...W-Why?" I start to take a sip of my coffee.
"Because Clyde likes you."
I spit out my coffee and start coughing, "WHAT?" I pause for more coughs, "T-There's no w-way."
"He's not the only one."
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FanfictionTweek is in high school; The best years of his life. Pfft, yeah right. He has no friends, and his life completely sucks. Tweek's point of view.
