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Chapter 3 {Talk to me}

Craig's P.O.V.

Are you kidding me right now?
He was not serious, was he?
Urgh, Tweek, you little..
After he ran out of the stall with these hurtful words coming out of his mouth, nothing happened.
No texts, no calls..
At home, I thought about it so much, I got such a bad headache. Do I just ask him, what that was about?
I'm thinking about this too much.
He will have to explain, if he wants to sit on MY lunch table or hang out with MY friends.
I felt kinda selfish for saying that. Maybe I was just a damn pussy, who didn't want to admit, that I was too scared to ask him directly?
..
Geez, I'm a real asshole.
I decided to at least text him

Me: tweek, u up?

Tweeky: .. Yes

Me: what was that about, in school

Tweeky: I"m soery, I kinda lost iy

Me: y? Did I do smth wrong :/

Tweeky: no. I jist nred spacw

Me: K. If smths wrong, just tell me

Tweeky: oksy.

Wow, he was really shaky; so many typos..
Let's just maybe ask him tomorrow again.. Not over text.

The next day

I was kinda nervous, I was pretty bad at talking. I always sounded angry or totally pissed. Maybe, because most of the time I was actually pissed.
I walked to school and seeing Token and Clyde waving at me calmed down, just a little. There was no need for me to freak out, though. Tweek was my friend and also my partner in a fake relationship. We did this together. We're close, what could go wrong?

"Tweek."
"GAH!" The twitchy blonde turned around so fast, that 20 sheets of paper flew out of his hand.
I chuckled, but kept a calm face:"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, heh.."
Then, he glared at me.
"Stop s-smirking, idiot."
"I'm - haha - not.."
We both laughed and it felt like old times. Before.. Tweek avoided me.
I began:"Tweek, we need to talk."
He twitched, but more than usual.
"A-about?"
I took a deep breath. Best thing to say right now? Uhh..
"Us."
Craig, you fucking moron.
That's 100% not the right thing to say..
Still, Tweek's face suddenly lit up and I felt like he was way happier now.
Why?
I looked at the ground. Somehow I couldn't look him in the face.
Did I felt guilty or something?
"Today", I said, "9 p.m. at Stark's Pond. If you don't come, I'll punch you."
Whoops, I scared him bad..
"Jesus-s Christ, C-craig! D-don't hurt my f-family!"
He put both of his hand together, like praying for his safety.
He's such a damn dork.
I winked at him:"If you show up, I won't. Otherwise.."
Heck, he looked terrified of me! Was this the right way to make someone feel.. Happier?
"I'LL C-COME!"
Then.. He just ran away.
I messed up, didn't I?

8 p.m.

Okay. One more hour.
That's enough time to watch some more Red Racer!

8.30 p.m.

Oh. Still enough time, to play with Stripe.

8.55 p.m.

WHAT THE FUCK.
Why is it so damn late already?
Oh god, I look like I had to fight someone with dirt.. And then bathed in dirt.
I quickly put on my hat and my jacket and ran out of the door.
Crap, my keys.. Ah, I'll just climb up my window later..

I walked to Stark's Pond and could already see the blonde hair, sticking out in every direction possible. It actually looked really cute.
The atmosphere was quite.. Cold.
Wait, that's not possible, is it?
Anyway, IT WAS VERY COLD.
I looked like a mess, I smelled like a mess..
I practiced, what I would say:"Yoho, Tweek, wassup, you doin' good?"
Oh god, I also talked like a mess..
I'M A MESS.
Ah, who cares, it's not like I have to look good in front of Tweek.
I mean, we are just friends.