South Park Smut Shorts ( variety of ships)

Wake Up part 4 ( Craig x Tweek)

Trigger warnings, obviously the opinions in this story are not my opinions.

I wander into the classroom in a haze of confusion, Wondering if my anxiety had created the scenario. Did I hallucinate everything?

After all, I saw nothing.

I sat down next to Butter's flinching, the pain rushing through me.
He looks at me " you okay fella?" I nod first, then I shake my head.

Butter's frowned and rummaged in his pocket, pulling out some candy and placing it on my book in front of me. I feel the tears rise. Only butters could understand the way I felt, he went through this too.
He smiled and went back to scribbling on his book. I take one and pop it in my mouth , choking tears.

He's always been so nice to me.

I feel the stares in my back, I hadn't noticed them come in.

Cartman kicks Butters chair " don't tell me your a fag now too"

I groan and frown, I cant let Butters go down with me.

I stand up and grab my bag moving to the only other empty seat in class, at the back.
Butters eyes follow me as I go, its all I can do to keep them off of him.

Cartman snickers.

I see the back of Craig's head from here.

I take another candy, at least they seem to help.

-bzz..-

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I jump reaching for it. I look at the number...weird, I don't know who that is.
I look up, everyone has their backs to me, so I can't tell if anyone's on their phone.
I open the text, my eyes widen at the message. It reads:

Hey Tweakers, its  Craig. This is my number. Meet me at Starks pond tonight, 8pm don't be late.

My mouth opens and I look up at him, a warm feeling rising in my chest. I think I'm blushing, wow. Its been a while. Why would he suddenly want to talk to me? Is it about what happened in the bathroom?

I shake a little and twiddle with my fingers, Starks pond..8pm...

I text back :

Sure, I'll be there.