We're Just Friends?

Krys723

A/N: Thank you all so much for the reviews! I hope you all enjoy the new chapter as well!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING SOUTH PARK-RELATED! I ONLY OWN WHAT I MAKE UP!

Setting: South Park High; South Park, Colorado

Date: Tuesday, September 3RD

Time: 12:15 PM

Chapter Two

Tweek Tweak…

"Tweek, we're headed to Shakey's for lunch, do you want to come with us?" I looked up from my notepad, Art class had just finished, but I was hardly paying attention. My mind was tired, I didn't get enough sleep because my Dad kept me working in the shop all night. He had other employees, but because I was his son, I got treated the worst. The only person who noticed this was currently hovering over me.

"GAH! I'm not hungry," I stated as I got up. I didn't have money for Shakey's…Dad's format of payment was coffee for me.

"Tweek—"

"Craig, you coming?" Clyde asked as he and Token came through the doorway. Craig looked at me and I shook my head, I didn't want to eat. Looking defeated, Craig turned around and followed Clyde and Token out the classroom. Once I gathered all my items and placed them in my locker, I headed down the familiar path towards the library. Hardly anybody was in here, not even the librarian, but she was hardly in here. I liked the library, it kept me calm during the day. Especially since I ran out of coffee after first period and I couldn't exactly run back to the shop for a new cup. Dad wouldn't allow it.

I never understood why Craig was friends with me anyway. If it wasn't for those Asian-American girls, then he wouldn't have given me a second glance. Craig was popular, he was on the football team and girls looked at him whenever he passed through, but he never pays attention to them. Even when I was in the coffee shop after school, I would hear girls talk about him, Clyde, and Token are hot, but only Clyde really pays attention to them. Popular guys like Craig shouldn't hang out with spazzes like me.

"What's up, Spaz?" I screamed as I bumped into Eric, book in hand. "What's your lover?"

"We're not gay, we're just friends," I said as tried to move out the aisle of books. Cartman pushed back into the corner and his huge gut covered the exit.

"Listen fag, I don't want your love threatening me. You tell him that, if he keeps on doing it, I'll come after you. You got it asswipe?" Cartman stated in a threatening voice. I nodded while shaking, I really need coffee.

"L-L-Let me through, Eric. GAH!" Eric rolled his eyes before I felt his huge hand colliding with my right eye. I screamed in pain and slide to the ground as Eric left the aisle. I didn't want to go to the nurse's office, she would call my Dad and my Dad would get mad at me because he would be missing work. He hated missing work, especially since Mom would run all his errands, so I just held onto my eye and cried. Then I fell asleep.

Time: 05:15 P.M

Craig Tucker…

I hadn't seen Tweek since lunch and part of me was worried. At first, I thought he would have gone home and gotten some sleep since he was exhausted, but when I called his cell, he didn't answer. I tried looking for him, but practice was starting and I couldn't be late. Coach was already riding my ass enough from the summer. When practice was over, I changed out of my football gear and headed to the library, the only place I would know he would be. After searching through all the aisles, I found him near the back, his arms clutched to his face to the corner. I walked over and bent down beside him, gently shaking him.

"Tweek," I said softly.

"GAH! Stay away!" Tweek screamed as he woke right up, punching me in the stomach. Motherfucker.

"Tweek, calm down…it's me," I stated as I held back a groan of pain. Fuck that shit hurt. Craig looked at me before quickly turning back around. I looked at his right eye before turning him back to face me. A black eye…fatass' work. "Come on, we're going to my house."

I somehow managed to get up before helping Tweek up. He grabbed his belongings off the table and we walked back to my house.

"I-I-I can't miss work, D-D-Dad will kill me," Tweek replied as we left school grounds.

"You have a fucking black eye, which one is he going to care about more?" Tweek didn't reply, but we both knew the answer. It was safer going back to my house, both my parents worked late and Ruby was staying with a friend for the night. I could get the swelling down and conceal it with the stash of concealer I kept around in Tweek's complexion. It wasn't hard finding something in almost pale. Tweek stayed quiet during the walk back to my house.

"Who punched you?" I asked him even though I damn sure fatass did it.

"I ran into a door," Tweek lied.

I stopped him and turned him towards me. "Tweek, don't lie to me. Who punched you in your eye?"

Silence. "Eric did, he said it's what I get for you defending me."

Fatass was definitely going to pay, nobody fucks with Tweek. It's been the golden rule since middle school. "Why didn't you punch him back?"

"I don't know, dude, I'm afraid of him," he said.

"You can fight, you're not a coward," I told him pointing to my left eye, which he nearly destroyed in 3RD grade. "Next time he bothers you, fight back." Tweek was quiet against as we continued walking.

When we reached my house, Tweek walked towards my messy room as I went in the kitchen with spare washcloth. I covered the washcloth with very cold water (not hard to find in South Park) before filling the inside of it with ice and wrapping it up.

When I walked back in my room, I saw Tweek sitting on my bed, covering his bad eye. I walked over and removed his hand softly, putting the homemade ice pack on his bad eye.

"Hold it there," I told him as I walked over to my warzone closet and retrieving the hidden makeup bag I had in the back. If I didn't know where I placed it, I would have never found it. If Mom—or especially Dad—found this, then I probably would have to answer questions that I don't need to answer. They knew I wasn't gay.

I walked back over to where Tweek was sitting on the bed. I sat down beside him where he was shaking.

"C-C-Coffee. I need c-c-coffee," he said. "I need to go to w-w-work. GAH! This is too much pressure!"

"Tweek, calm down," I said as I removed the ice pack. The swelling wasn't going down fast enough and Tweek was getting anxious. I sighed, heading to the kitchen. We didn't have coffee because my Mom and Dad hated the stuff, but we had Cokes and Cokes contained caffeine. This would hold him until he got home. I walked back in the room and handed Tweek the Coke.

He opened and drunk the whole thing in one gulp. How in the fuck was he taller than me with all the caffeine and coffee he drunk. I removed the eye pack again and the swelling was down far enough that it wouldn't stick out.

I carefully applied the concealer on just like I've done numerous times before and soon Creek's face blended well.

"Do you want to stay with me, tonight?" I asked him.

He shook his head. "Don't you have work?"

"Nah, I'm off tonight. Come on, let's get you home," I said standing up. Tweek stood up and we walked out the house, I closed and locked the front door behind me.

Once we were at Tweek's house, I noticed his parents' car wasn't in the driveway, they were still at Harbucks coffee.

"Get some sleep tonight, Tweek," I told him as he unlocked the door.

"But—"

"There are no underpants gnomes," I told him sternly.

"They don't even have a step two! What would they do after—"

I walked up and hugged Tweek…this would be a lot better if I was the taller one. "See you at school tomorrow, Tweek."

"Bye Craig." I made sure Tweek was safely inside before headed back towards my house. I would have to kill fatass in the morning.

A/N: I honestly do not know what's up with me and these short chapters lol…I would usually get at least 2,000 words in before finishing up chapter-wise. I guess my brain is telling me to do less lol. Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW AND I'LL SEE YOU IN CHAPTER THREE!