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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      South_Park
  Relationship:
      Clyde_Donovan/Craig_Tucker, Craig_Tucker/Tweek_Tweak, Kenny_McCormick/
      Craig_Tucker, Clyde_Donovan/Bebe_Stevens
  Character:
      Clyde_Donovan, Craig_Tucker, Kenny_McCormick, Token_Black, Tweek_Tweak,
      Bebe_Stevens
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-06-23 Chapters: 1/? Words: 804
****** They got the best of him ******
by Lii2pyiidiiot
Summary
     Craig struggles with loosing all of his so called friends. High
     school is more than he can handle. Not to mention the one guy hes
     stupidly and madly in love with is Clyde. The boy who left him for
     football, popularity, and Bebe.
Notes
     AN/: Hello hello holla holla lampshade. I'm writing this for a very
     special cute bae. It's mainly going to be angsty Criag/Clyde whoops.
     Anyways, if you want more, comment or let me know and i'll post it.
Prologue
 
Craig had his deal of issues, as expected from a normal high school boy. He’d
walk the halls sporting his usual intimidating stare, flicking off everyone
he’d have the chance. He’d managed to loose most of his ‘crew’ through the
years though. He was admittedly surprised they’d lasted as long as the
beginning of freshman year. To think only three years ago, Craig tucker lost
all of his friends. And we all know you may be asking where these so called
friends had gone, right? Well, token had become rather serious about school.
When he wasn’t studying or reading up on books, he would be with assorted
friends just like him. Tweek was a different story. Tweek was his best bro.
They had been inseparable. But Tweek got worse early in middle school. He’d
rarely show up to school, he was heavily medicated and was in and out of
special treatment group homes. And that left Clyde. Clyde had said his good
byes with a smile still on his face. He left them happily to join the football
team, to become mister popular. So where did that mean Craig was? Well, Craig
was still his usual self, just quiet, isolated, and damn lonely.
 
Chapter 1
Craig had woken up slightly later than he should have. He glanced quickly at
his alarm clock as his eyes opened. It flashed 7:40. He sat up quietly, looking
around his dimly lit room. He groaned unhappily as he stretched some of his
tiredness away. His mind felt swollen and warped. He wanted nothing more than
to float back into bed and sleep for eternity. But he couldn’t, oh no. He was
to attended South Park High per usual. His eyes adjusted to the still dark room
as he fumbled to stand and find his clothes. Craig looked in his closet, at the
clothes he owned. What kind of style did he have? Would any of the dick wads
even so much as glance at him today? Perhaps he’d find his own calling, find
friends. It was so much easier as a kid. No stereotypes or god awful cliques.
Well, none like the shit you’d have to deal with in the hell called high
school. He shook his head quickly, pulling out his blue sweatshirt and a pair
of black pants. Throwing the random clothes on as fast as he could while he
peered back to the clock. Last thing he needed was to be even a minute late. He
absolutely hated detention. Like that was any sort of surprise.
 
It took quite a good bit of time for Craig to get to school. He looked out at
the brick building from inside his car. He sighed, wishing he wouldn’t have to
try and survive another day. Craig parked as slow as he could, taking his sweet
time to unload his book bag and lock the car up. He pushed in his headphones
and turned on the music he’d downloaded the night before. He wasn’t a complete
music person, but if he couldn’t hear the people around him, he felt just a
little more comfortable. He hated feeling like everyone was laughing at him,
though why would they even so much as look at him? Honestly he was just about
as paranoid as Tweek use to be. Craig felt around his pockets for his
cigarettes as he walked to the back of the school and out of the ‘always
locked’ door. His head lightly hit the brick building as he stood close to it,
watching the football team’s morning practice. As he pulled out a cigarette,
his eyes found Clyde. He was smiling, obviously enjoying himself. Craig lit the
cigarette as he continued to watch. He felt his heart jump in pain. He felt as
if he wanted to cry. It had been so long since Clyde had left him as a friend,
just seeing that smile took a toll. He missed being able to talk to the other.
Staying up all night with useless conversations. He’d always considered them to
be rather close. And as much as he hated to admit it, he missed those
ridiculous late night trips to taco bell, while he watched Clyde eat away his
problems. He missed holding the big cry baby as he wept over the stupidest
things. He missed those curious evenings where they’d lay half asleep and
completely lust for each other as a curious middle school boy would. Yes, Craig
would admit it. He messed around with two of his best friends. But only once
did he begin to feel a little more than what he was supposed to. Craig finished
his cigarette and flicked it out into the grass, turning away from Clyde. He
was probably still in love. What a sad life Craig tucker had.
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