"Boyfrenemies"

thirty one

TOKEN'S POV

So...I'm suppose to be getting all friendly with my ex-friend, Clyde.

This is not going to be fun.

Clyde, Craig, and I -- we used to be the trio ever since pre-k but then Clyde turned into an ass.

Honestly, he's always been like this but not this extreme.

I spot him at his locker and I walk up to him and tap him on the shoulder, "Sup, man."

He slowly turns to me and raises an eyebrow and looks back, "You talking to me?"

"Well, duh," I say.

This is gonna be hard.

"What do you want?!" He snaps.

"Just seeing how you're doing...is that a crime?"

He shuts his locker and faces me, "Well, you're on Craig's side so I thought you hated me."

I fake gasp, "I would never."

He cocks an eyebrow, "Mhm."

He turns around and starts walking the other direction.

"Damnit," I say under my breath and speed walk to catch up to him, "You were right!"

He slowly turns around, "Huh?"

I breathe, "You were right, Craig just wants everything to be about him and...and his stupid boyfriend, Twitches."

I feel so fake right now, Ken's jealous.

"I'm always right," Clyde worships himself, "But why are you suddenly realizing this?"

"Because -- I don't know -- I just was so dumb I didn't realize," I say.

It feels like I just got slapped thirty freaking times.

He slowly smiles, "This is fantastic. My best friend is back on my side."

"Haha yeah..." I scratch behind my head.

"Let's hang out Saturday -- just you and me," He fake punches me.

"Yeah! Just us two...friends...pals..mates--"

"Okay I get it, Token," He puts his hand up and the bell rings, "See ya."

"Yeah," I just wave and then breathe out.

That was the hardest shirt I've ever done.

CRAIG'S POV

***later on***

I'm suppose to be going to Tweek's Coffee after school today but I just don't know.

Tweek hates me.

I'm surprised I'm not fired.

"Craig you're fired," Mrs. Tweak tells me just as I walk into the shop.

I spoke too soon.

"Huh?" I said.

"You're fired. We realized we don't like this town and...we're moving," She says.

Oh my god.

"WHAT? BUT THIS IS A GREAT TOWN--"

"I know right," Mr. Tweak says walking past us.

"Please, Mrs. Tweak! This town it'll grow on you I promise--"

"I don't want my son to be around rude children and ignorant adults," She says.

I feel defeated.

"Well...when are you moving?" I ask my voice shaky.

"Next week," She says confidently.

"NEXT WEEK?!"

"Yes, we're moving our stuff to our new place -- Canada."

Are you fucking serious.

"Canada?!" I say.

Canada's probably the worst place to live.

"Yes," She says taking off her apron and putting it into a box, "Now if you don't mind, please leave. We'll mail your last pay check--"

"Can I at least speak to Tweek?" I ask.

"Why? You'll see him tomorrow," She says very rude-like.

"Barely," I say under my breath.

"What?"

"Nothing," I say turning around and walking out.

"Have a nice day," She says smiling and I just glare at her.

Unbelievable.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Awwww

No offense to Canadians okay I love Canada I just wanted Craig to hate Canada.

I actually did my project on Toronto :)

But sadly I live in Texas smh

Where do you live?