[sorry for inactivity my motivation is bipolar]
I was blushing like hell by the time I got inside. This hot motherfucker really just kissed me, and said he LOVES ME willingly?
Or did he feel pressured to because he thought I would sucker punch him.?
God damnit Kyle.
I just can't let myself be happy.
I ran up to my room and threw myself onto my bed, hitting my head on the bedframe. I groaned in pain, then immediately went back to practically squealing and kicking my feet.
I crawled to my window and pulled the curtains over, seeing if Craig was still outside. I didn't see him right away, so I moved to an angle, seeing if he was down the street.
There he was. That hottie walking down the street, hands in pockets. I felt bad watching him walk home alone, but it would be even more awkward if I decided to run out there and walk HIM home, because he intentionally walked me home.
I'm a hopeless romantic.
I sighed and closed the curtain, slapping my hands to my cheeks feeling them warm up suddenly. How can someone that hated me in 4th grade be so fucking attractive all of a sudden?
I turned over onto my stomach, face in my blankets. Dinner should almost be done now, I'm glad my mom didn't see me kiss Craig or run into the house blushing my ass off.
I rolled over again, sat up, then pulled my phone out of my pocket. 8:34. Dinner should be done by now.
I put my phone back into my pocket then swung my legs over the side of the bed. I rubbed my eyes, thinking for a moment. Did he actually want to kiss me? Or did he feel obligated to because of what I told him? I hope it was genuine.
I brought myself to stand up slowly, carefully trying not to get a headrush. Those always give me headaches, and I don't like headaches.
I made my way downstairs, a whiff of gingerbread smacked me in the face. Did my mom make gingerbread cookies? I mean, I love gingerbread cookies, and my mom made them the best. We didn't officially celebrate Christmas, but we did sometimes make snacks and things on the 25th. Christmas was in like 3 weeks or so, but whatever. It's never too early for good Christmas snacks.
"Hey boobie! How was your walk?" She asked with a wide, warm grin on her lips.
[A/N: I'm sorry, I had too..]
"It was nice. I met up with Craig on accident and we stargazed for a while." I said with a small smile creeping onto my lips. I loved Craig. He always gave me a warm, fuzzy feeling and it made my fingers tingly, it was weird, but I liked it. He shows me what love feels like and it's amazing.
"Oh yeah, I would like to talk to you about something at the table." She said, reminding herself and me. I think she saw my eyes visibly glint with worry, because she quickly clarified: "you're not in trouble, I just have a question or two." I nodded.
"What's for dinner?" I asked with curiosity, glancing at the stove.
"I made Chicken Parmesan and some gingerbread cookies for dessert!" She said with a cheerful, uplifting smile.
I smiled a little back, her smile was contagious. Also, her gingerbread cookies were delicious.
"Thanks mom." I thanked her, and she nodded happily.
"Alright, dish up honey, then come sit at the table." With that, she walked off with her own plate and sat at the table. I wonder what she wants to ask me about. Is it about Craig? Word gets around South Park pretty quick, and the rumor of Craig and I has had it's time to get to the parents.
I grabbed some chicken and sprinkled some extra cheese on it, then sat down at the table. I would grab dessert after I was finished, just to be respectful.
"Alright. Like I said, you're not in trouble bubbala." She reminded, setting her fork down. I waited to eat my food until we were done with this hopefully short conversation.
"I know mom." I replied, nodding at her. She nodded back.
"So, word has gone around that you and Craig are dating. I'm not mad, I just feel a little misinformed." She explained. Yup, just what I expected.
"Basically, we were fake dating for a while just so he could get back at Tweek and so I could get back at Kenny, but we're on good terms now, so now it's just for Tweek." I started to explain. She nodded along, showing she was listening intently.
"The only problem is, I grew to have developed feelings for him.. And I think he likes me back. Tonight, I told him I liked him, and we kind of just had an awkward silence as he walked me home. Then, right before he left, he kissed me." I told her the story of what happened tonight. She looked surprised, but not angered at all.
"well bubby, that's quite adorable of you two. I always thought Craig and Tweek's relationship was kind of iffy and unstable, but you and Craig would make a cute couple!" She said, stars in her eyes. I blushed immensely, face turning bright red.
"Oh mom, shut up!" I covered my face with my hands, leaning back into my chair and looking down at the ground. She snickered.
"Oh honey, you're cute. I can tell you love him, just by that reaction of yours." She smiled warmly at me. I slowly looked back up at her, taking my hands off of my reddened face.
"Just one thing, please don't hide anything from me if you two end up officially dating. Your father and I did that when we were in high school and we were almost forced apart by our parents when they found out about us. We moved away right after we had you from New Jersey to get away from them, because they didn't necessarily.. approve of us." She explained softly, putting one of her hands on top of mine.
"I approve of you two and I love your relationship, so please don't be afraid to tell me anything." She said with a small smile. I smiled back.
"Thanks mom, I really appreciate that. I have a question for you, actually." I said, still looking at her.
"Sure, ask me anything bubbala." She said sweetly, smiling at me softly.
"So, there's this Christmas party thing on Saturday. I know we're Jewish, but I really want to go. I don't have to do any like- Christmas things, it's just to celebrate winter break." I asked, not really knowing what to expect.
"Of course you can go. I'll get you an ugly Christmas sweater so you can wear it!" She said cheerfully, grinning widely.
"Oh no, mom that's not necessary. It's okay-"
"No honey, let me. You're in high school, the memories you make in these years are very important. I'll go get you one tomorrow while you're at school." She insisted with a grin. I sighed and gave in, nodding.
"Alright, now eat up. You have school tomorrow." My mom said, gesturing to my food. I grinned then began eating my dinner.
My mom made the best food.
[the next day]
I woke up the next morning, feeling happier than usual. Was it because I would be able to see Craig today? After yesterday, admittedly, I was excited to see him.
I got up out of bed and got changed, rather quickly. Today felt less gloomy and slow, I was excited and high in anticipation.
I skipped down the stairs, a cheerful smile on my face. I went straight to the door, put my shoes on, then walked right out the door.
I walked through the seemingly perfect, white, glimmery snow. Today seemed so perfect and amazing, I don't know why.
I made my way to the bus stop, spotting Stan and Kenny. No Cartman, weird.
"Hey guys!" I said cheerfully, smiling brightly.
"Hey JJ!" Stan replied with a grin, and Kenny waved at me enthusiastically. Within a few seconds, the bus pulled up. I must've been running a little late that morning, I forgot to check the time.
We all piled onto the bus. All the kids of usual were there, except for Craig. Man, I was so excited to see him. I'm so desperate.
I sat down next to Stan and we made conversation of Christmas, which was in 3 weeks. We talked about the party Tolkien was hosting, and a few other things.
Eventually we made it to school. I hopped off the bus with a grin on my face, hands on the straps of my backpack. I walked through the main doors and saw Craig there, looking straight at me.
I walked up to him, smiling.
"Hey Craig!" I greeted him with a smile.
People gathered around in a circle as if we were fighting. Craig looked at me with a slight frown. My smile dropped.
People began chanting 'KISS KISS KISS!' over and over at the sight of us standing in front of each other, looking into each other's eyes. Craig shot a glare at the entire crowd and they all stopped.
"What's wrong Craig?" I asked curiously, tilting my head a little. He swallowed, looked down at the ground, then right back up at me.
"..Tweek wants me back." Craig said quietly. My entire face dropped.
"What did you say to him?" I asked, my attitude quickly dropping. It was dead silent for a moment.
"..Tweek and I are dating."
[A/N: pls dont hurt me]