---Tweek's pov---

I stand next to Kenny's locker, leaning against the few lockers next to his.

I stare at Craig as he has a conversation with Bebe and Clyde. It looks like they're making plans to do something this weekend.

I see Craig glance over in my direction, seemingly bored, but when we make eye contact for a second he narrows his eyes slightly.

"So, what happened to you?" I hear Kenny ask.

I turn away from Craig and shake my head, "N-Nothing..." I pause and look up at him, "Sorry f-for blocking your l-locker."

Kenny nods, "It's no big deal."

He smiles and pats my head, "See you around, Twitch."

"It's Tweek..." I barely whisper.

I sigh sigh and shake my head. No one's going to remember my name, anyway.

I turn back to Craig, Clyde, and Bebe. Now Token's there too, mainly talking to Clyde, but Bebe seems to be interrupting him.

Craig has his eyes on me, which is really freaking me out. It's like the stalker has become the stalked. I shiver and place my hand over my eye.

He's probably staring at me because I did just get beat up in the middle of the hallway. Who wouldn't stare at the aftermath of that?

I sigh again. And see Craig walking towards me.

Oh God. What if he tries to beat me up again?