Acceptance - Creek // SP

Glasses

I throw my bag on the floor and walk over to the couch.

I sit down and put on the news.

Thank fuck school is over, I was getting sick of Garrison's voice.

I groan at the thought of it and start to watch the news.

The words look slightly blurry, everything has been getting kind of fuzzy recently, it's weird.

Oh well.

I hear the door shut behind me and turn around to see my little sister, Tricia.

"Hey, result of mom not swallowing, how was your day?" She questions.

"Jesus dude, bit harsh." I reply.

Tricia giggles and then makes her way to the couch and sits down.

"So what are you getting me for my birthday?" Tricia pulls a big toothy grin at me.

Shit.

I forgot about her birthday.

When even is it again?

"Uhm, when is your birthday again?" I ask with a worried look.

Tricia gives me a death glare and then smiles.

"Ha Ha very funny Craig." She giggles as she rolls her eyes.

I laugh nervously in response.

"Yeah... Well, your present is a surprise?" I respond, pulling a fake smile.

She smiles at me and then turns back to watch TV.

Fuck.

I hear the door shut once again and see my parents.

"Craig, Tricia, we've both had calls from your schools, and your teachers are concerned that you need glasses." My mom says, clasping her hands together.

"What," Tricia responds.

"Yep so, family trip to the eye doctor!" My mom exclaims.

"Great." I groan.

My dad walks out and gets into his car.

The best thing about today? No horrible mom's car.

We all follow my dad and get into the car.

My dad then started the car and starts to drive into town.

"So Craig, how is Clyde?" My dad questions.

"Uhm yeah he's good I guess, he battled with a lunch lady today, physically, it was weird to watch because they were both slow and made weird noises whilst tackling each other, anyway his dad was called in." I shrug.

"I... see... and how is Jimmy? Is he still disabled?" Dad asks.

I give a weird look to my sister.

"Yes dad, he was born paralyzed in the legs, I doubt there's a cure for that..." I respond.

"Oh. And uhm how is Tolkien?" He continues to question.

"He's okay, though him and Nichole broke up. Again." I say.

Why is he asking all these questions?

"Ah, trouble in paradise, anyway how is that Tweek boy?" He asks, again.

"Uh yeah he's okay I think, why?" I look at my sister once again and she gives me a confused look.

"Just wondering, is he uh, gay by any chance?" He mumbles.

"Thomas, that is not an appropriate question!" My mom snaps at him.

"Well I was just asking because he looked quite you know, gay." My dad reasons.

My mom pinches the bridge of her nose.

"When we get to the doctor I want you waiting in the car, Thomas." My mom grumbles.

My dad sighs.

"Okay..." He replies 

We finally get to the pharmacist and my dad follows mom's orders, he waits in the car.

We walk into the building and immediately go and sit down.

"Tricia Tucker?" The doctor calls.

My sister stands up and so does my mom.

"I can go alone! I'm mature enough now." My sister states.

She then walks into the doctor's office.

My mom sits down with a shocked look.

"Soooo, when is Tricia's birthday?" I ask.

My mom sighs.

"I put it on the calendar, but I guess no one looks at it, regardless it's next week, the 23rd of June, remember?" My mom responds.

"Thanks mama, what should I get her?" I pull a big grin to combat her disappointed look.

She sighs.

"She likes nail polish, mascara, horses, the colour purple, fairy lights, she's recently gotten into the muppets." My mom lists, shrugging her shoulders.

The Muppets? The fuck?

I nod at my mom and then turn away.

"Have you met any guys at all then?" My mom asks and smirks.

"Not yet mama and I don't think I'll find the one in South Park." I say.

"Well I met your father here." My mom responds.

"Yeah but that's dad... I wanna meet a kind and understanding guy." I nod my head as I describe.

"What about that Tweek boy?" My mom asks.

I shrug my shoulders.

"I don't think he's gay." I answer.

My mom tilts her head with an unsure look.

"Really? I can see you two together, I've already made a Pinterest board full of wedding ideas for when you two get married, and I've looked at baby names just incase! I like Suzie for a girl and Vincent for a boy." My mom rambles.

"Mama! Me and him aren't even dating and he probably isn't gay." I roll my eyes.

"So you're into him?" Mom questions.

"What?" I ask.

"Well you said he's probably not gay, you didn't say you weren't into him." She reasons with a grin.

"I'm definitely not into him." I mumble.

My mom just hums and nods.

We hear a door creak and look up to see Tricia with silver, round glasses.

"Harry Potter!" I shout before my mom shushes me.

"Wow! How pretty." Mom says in a sweet tone.

"Craig Tucker?" The doctor questions.

I roll my eyes and sigh.

Great.