TWEEK'S POV
I sat at the dinner table and all you could hear were the forks chiming against the plates.
It felt like I was alone with my thoughts and nothing couldn't keep my mind off of Craig.
It's weird.
Isn't there something I'm suppose to ask my parents...?
Oh yeah the sleepover!
"M-Mom and Dad...c-can I go to a s-sleepover--"
"No," My mom said simply not even letting me finish.
I sat there wide eyed and I looked at my Dad for some back up but he just shrugged and kept eating his corn.
"M-Mom--you didn't l-let me finish--"
"I know, I was saving time. You know how I feel about sleepovers, Tweek--"
"But i-it's at C-Craig's house! You know h-his parents! There's also g-going to be another boy c-coming too," I plead.
"I already said no, Tweek Tweak. And no means no. Conversation over--"
"Y-You can't possibly think it's g-going to happen a-again," I say narrowing my eyes.
She drops her forks and looks directly at me, "We will never speak of that time again, do you understand?"
"B-But Mom, it's n-not going t-to happen again!" I try to convince her.
"Yeah hon, you have to let go of the past, that's why we moved to this quiet town in the first place--"
"I'm not going to discuss this any longer," she says standing up, her eyes are tearing up, "If you're done hand me your plates."
I just looked at Dad and he gave her his plate.
"Tweek?" She says gesturing me to give her my plate.
I look down and hand it to her and she walks into the kitchen.
I sit back shaking.
"You know Tweek," My Dad says, "That was a dark moment in your mother's life. She just cares about you a lot--"
"I-If she cared about m-me," I say standing up, "S-She'd stop treating m-me like I'm five!"
"She loves you," My Dad says.
I just stare at him and then slowly walk up to my room, "Right."
CRAIG'S POV
"Sleepover at my house on Friday, you comin?" I tell Token.
"Obviously, that's my parent's 'rich people gathering' and they want me out of the house," He scoffs.
"Cool. I think Tweek is coming too," I say.
Token raises his eyebrow, "Really?"
"Yeah," I say, "He's a spaz but he's really cool, trust me."
"Alright," He says.
I spot Tweek at his locker, "Look I'll show you come on."
I walk over to him and say, "TWICTHES."
He jumps, "C-Craig--AH! What the f-fuck."
"Tweek you know Token right? I don't think you two have officially met," I say grabbing Token's hand to Tweek's and making them shake hands.
"You're making this gay," Token says to me, "Nice to 'officially' meet you, Tweek."
Tweek just nods, "Y-You too."
"So are you coming to my sleepover on Friday?" I remind him again, I hope he didn't forget.
"O-Oh yeah," He says fiddling with his fingers.
"So can you go or not?" I ask.
He hesitates and then says, "Y-Yes."
"Really? Awesome," I say.
He just smiles weakly.
"Look! Clyde's back," Token says and I turn around.
Clyde was "suspended" for a few days for bullying but the witch of the west wicked made her appearance back right?
I mean the wicked witch of the west, fuck.
OR WHATEVER IT IS I GIVE UP!
"Great," I say sarcastically.
He walks by us with Bebe, holding her hand and he looks directly at me.
"So glad you came back," I say to him.
"Fuck off," He says not even looking back.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I hope you all had a great Christmas!
What were some of your favorite presents that you've received?
I GOT AN ATTACK ON TITAN POSTER IM SO HAPPY OML
-Brooke