A/N: There's actually six chapters of this fic already written but I am dumping the first four since it isn't very interesting until chapter four, The other pairings included in this story are: Style, Bunny and some Tyde (although they're mostly just flirting)

It was around five thirty in the morning when a rather unpleasant ringing echoed through Craig's room, Obviously annoyed by the disturbance of his sleep or rather the lack thereof, Craig sluggishly sat up and angrily gave his cellphone the middle finger then proceeded to get off of his bed to answer the call.

"What the fuck do you want?" Craig said, now normally a sane person wouldn't dare answer to a phone call like so, But Craig doesn't give a fuck, anyone who decides to call him at early morning deserves to be treated like shit, especially since he hasn't even had any proper sleep yet.

"Hey dude, it's Token…I found you a job, I can't tell you the details now but I wanted to clarify If you're interested, oh and would it kill you to answer more pleasantly for once?"

Craig lazily blinked his eyes, taking a moment to process what his friend had just said. "That depends…What kind of job is it?" Craig answered, his voice sounding groggy.

"Some sort of Manager, but like I said I can't tell you any details now, but it sounds fancy doesn't it? Anyway meet me up at my house at ten if you're interested, Clyde's coming along too...alright bye."

And just like that the phone call ended, Craig angrily flipped of his phone again, it was meant to be for Token but obviously he couldn't see it, Craig just sighed then continued to sleep.

Craig Tucker, age 18 is a bit of a cynical, apathetic and pragmatic young man who sometimes has a tendency to flip others off…no wait screw that, Craig Tucker IS a cynical, apathetic and pragmatic young man who ALMOST ALWAYS has a tendency to flip others off. He's overall attitude makes it hard for him to find a job since nobody would of course want to hire someone who doesn't give a shit and has the tendency to flip the bird as a habit.

But luckily for him Craig has a rich best friend who cares for him so much that he actually made an effort to find Craig a job. Token Black also age 18 is the smarter and richer of Craig's best friends. He's nice enough to help people out when in need and acts like a deus ex machina for both Craig and Clyde when they are facing some sort of problem they can't solve, but then again Token helping does have its downsides; As after helping, Token has to rub it in their faces that the two of them are pretty much useless without him which makes him kind of a dick but regardless the three were the best of friends.

Craig's other best friend Clyde Donovan again also age 18, is the dumber and chubbier friend, well he's not really that dumb but he is extremely gullible, and he's not really that fat either but since he's the chubbiest of the three he was dubbed the fattest of the group, He's a wannabe Casanova but he's had like only one real relationship in his whole life and that was with BeBe during 3rd grade and it only lasted for a month. The rest of the girls he dated were just using him for shoes since his father owns a shoe store, but still Clyde thought that he's one hell of a heartrob to date all those chicks…even if they were still using him. Despite being a horrible judge of character Clyde is a fun, cool guy and Craig actually enjoys hanging out with him.

Continuing on, Craig eventually got up, took a long hot shower and prepared to meet his friend, because even if he wanted it or not he had to find a job, He still had to save up for college since that shit was expensive as fuck and especially since he wanted to take up Film Making, His parents were forcing him to get a job this summer break in order to help with the upcoming college bills.

It was about nine-forty five when Craig arrived at Dark Meadows, Token's House to be exact. Craig sighed, he really didn't want to go, he wasn't interested in managing anything…but he needs the job so fuck it.

Token opened the door for Craig and told him to sit down at any of his fancy sofas, Surprisingly Kenny and Stan were also there but Clyde was nowhere to be found.

"You're surprisingly early, not as early as them though." Token grinned while pointing towards Kenny and Stan.

"Why are they here anyway? I thought only Clyde was coming." Craig asked, giving the two other boys an acknowledging nod.

"You and Clyde aren't the only one who's in need of a job Craig, and besides I need a lot of people for this." Token responded, his face looking smug.

At the mention of this Craig flipped Token off, as a force of habit; then looked at Kenny then Stan then back to Token.

"If you need a lot of people then why are we the only ones here?"

"Those two are the only ones who were interested…I was hoping there were more but sadly there isn't." Token answered.

Craig shrugged and sat at one of the sofas, he didn't really care anymore just as long as he got a job and his parents stop bitching about him being unemployed.

At around ten-thirty, Clyde finally arrived, he sure took his sweet time considering the agreed meeting time was thirty minutes ago, But now that they're all complete Token can finally discuss the details of the so called job.

"Alright so here's the deal…You're all going to be baristas for Harbucks, It's not too bad you just get to make and serve coffee and that's pretty much it."

"Coffee?" Stan asked, cocking his head to the side.

"Yeah, what do you think?"

"Well that doesn't sound too hard to be honest..." Clyde said, surprisingly happy about the thought, It was weird because he usually complains about anything work related.

"It's all cool on my side, I heard that chicks dig Baristas." Kenny said smiling mischievously.

"I am okay with it too…it doesn't sound bad." Stan said, apparently he has the same case as Craig; his parents are forcing him to find a job because of high college costs. The reason Kenny needs a job is because he's poor, no explanation needed there actually.

"A barista? The fuck I thought you said I was going to be some sort of manager?" Craig hated being lied to, of course he knew he needed the job and he'll take anything just to get his parents to shut up but for Token to stoop so low that he actually lied to him, that's just wrong.

"Calm down Craig, let me finish talking, I am not lying about that manager part." Token assured.

"So does that mean we get to be managers? But I thought we were baristas?" Clyde said with a confused look on his face, for once his question was something that a person with an average IQ would ask.

"Shhhhh…let me finish" Token shushed Clyde, pressing his index finger to the excited guy's lips."

"Earlier this month my father bought a Harbucks franchise…The South Park branch to be exact, apparently the former owner went bankrupt so my dad took pity and decide to buy it, the renovations and stuff had been recently finished but since he's pretty busy with some other things he decided to give the franchise to me and let me manage it so that I can somehow learn the basics of managing, but I don't want to because fuck that shit so he gave me the task of finding a manager and employees instead."

"And that's where you come in Craig! You get to be the Manager of Harbucks instead of me, and these three here get to be baristas, So I don't get to do shit, and you all get the jobs you need…it's a win-win situation!" Token said smiling unaware of the angry glare Clyde has been giving him.

"You basically just pushed your work on all of us…but who am I to complain anyway, I need the money." Stan spoke in a monotone, then shrugged.

"Glad to hear." Token smiled smugly, whilst patting Stan on the back.

"Hey why the hell does Craig get to be the manager? I can do a better job than him!" Clyde angrily spouted.

"Because I can trust him to not to eat all the pastries, fatso." Token grinned with mockery in his voice.

"I am not that fat!"

"I kind of agree isn't that kind of biased? I am grateful that you prefer me over them but…oh wait screw that, it just means that you finally noticed how amazing I am compared to everyone." Craig spoke up.

"And since when did Craig Tucker ever felt grateful? Besides the real reason I made you manager is because I don't trust you to make or serve coffee you'll probably try to poison the customers you don't like, and you might scare them away…that's bad for the business, at least when you're the manager you can just hide your ugly mug in some room and be an asshole from there."

"Fuck you." Craig said while again flipping him off.

"Do you want the job or not?" Token said grinning he was really amused at the idea of his friends managing a coffee shop and he knew that Craig would do it whether he likes it or not.

"Alright fine I'm in…" Craig said defeatedly.

"What about you three, Are you ready to be Baristas?" Token turned around and face the others.

"I already told you that I am okay with it earlier didn't I? Any job that earns me enough money is good enough for me." Kenny smiled.

"Yeah I don't really care what job it is dude, well just as long as it doesn't involve anything nasty." Stan agreed.

Clyde on the other hand was looking rather grumpy…he doesn't seem to like the thought that Token had chosen Craig over him.

"Oh come on man! You know I can't allow Craig to be a barista he'll scare the customers!" Token said whilst wrapping an arm around Clyde's shoulders.

"Get the fuck off me Token I am not gonna do it, and besides you called me a fatso." Clyde pouted, whilst crossing his arms in an angry fashion.

"Alright alright I am sorry Clyde…but still you should do it, you said you needed money right? And I need employees so doing this is the best case scenario for the both of us." Token soothed.

"Nope, no way"

"Okay fine, you get to eat the leftover pastries for free at the end of the day." Token said in a rather annoyed voice.

Clyde went silent for a while, closing his eyes as if in deep thought. It went like this for ten seconds until…

"Fuck It, I'll do it! I get free food and money just by serving coffee…sweet!" Clyde shouted. Token smiled at his reaction.

"Alright it's settled then, next week you guys will start barista training, come in at Harbucks at exactly six o clock, no delays and that means you Clyde, Craig you're also included albeit for managerial training… "

"Sure." Craig shrugged then flipped Token off, this time not because of annoyance but because of habit, Token just smiled at him then to the others.

"Coffee huh?" Craig thought, He wasn't a huge fan of the bitter drink but little did he know that soon his opinion towards it will change and he'll find it to be the sweetest most addicting taste ever.

A/N: This was originally written during April 2014, but I never got around to posting it. This is the very first fanfic that I've written, the one that I mentioned in the author notes of my very first submitted fanfic: T.M.I, I reread this recently and it seemed a waste not to share, anyway I hope you enjoyed reading it.

A Creek Coffee Shop AU is very generic and dull just the way Craig likes it. (jk)